Jack Fisher

Oh I love women. Not girls. Women. I love their hourglass shape… how they walk like so, sashaying through the halls, floating on something sugary delectably sweet

So the plans for this weekend are somewhat complicated; if not complicated then at least it will take some planning.

I’m not happy and I’m not sad; not hopeful nor cynical. I’m not desirous of anything really. Work isn’t hard and the relationship isn’t hard, although I know that there will be a lot of work to be done this weekend and that there’s still a lot of relationship that needs working.

i ran across a girl i had such a crush on in college through friendster. so now when it's late in the office i think about it. what we could have been

Jun and I had dinner on Sunday after watching Kill Bill vol. 1. The conversation relentlessly turned to what we wanted in the opposite sex.

It’s like I’m living inside a bubble. Impervious to external going ons, but one prick and the fragile womb bursts.