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a_bit_of_wit_2All right, kiddies. Weekend has come and gone, and because I've been at NP all weekend, you know what that means. I can see you skimming and skipping over this entry already, but I suggest you read on, for the items herein and herein contained could cause hearty spasms of the diaphragm.
Time for the patented weekend recap! Oh, goodie!
Thursday--After class, cleaned up a bit and did laundry, getting ready for April's arrival. She would be spending the night with me (since the last time she drove back with me late at night, she was starting to get sleepy. April driving + late night + getting sleepy + barreling down the Thruway will equal our eventual demise. We don't want that now, do we?), and so Kazuki signed the form, and near 8 PM, she arrived. I was going to take her to the CC, but since the Centennial Room had a power outage, dinner closed an hour early...and also as a result, the campus store was also closed. With Jack's closing at 7, we only could do one thing...eat at McFuck. On the way to McFuck, April commented that I could do well as a stand-up comedian, so...on the walk there and back, I did a stand-up (or walking, standing up) act on how I met April, how the penis has a mind of its own, and how I can't control the conventions of standard spoken English when in the presence of April. After some sort-of food, we headed back to my dorm where April and I wanted to have some alone time, so we asked Kaz for a little bit, and to no avail. Even at 1:30 AM, Suite 1 of the B5 floor was a hopping madhouse, so I bug Doug--and get doused in 4 deodorants by Doug and Ian. So I come back smelling ripe, and I experienced a first--I've never had to take a shower as a result of deodorant. So I have my second shower of the night, and fall asleep with April.
Friday--Oh, this is rich. We woke up at 9, to get ready to leave at 10, so April could be back in NP before 1 PM so that April could get to work. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. We decided that we were gonna try a new way of getting back to NP via MapQuest. So, we attempt to read the destructions...and realize after an hour or so of driving around that we were en route to Boston. We were going the opposite direction. However, we did pass some beautiful mountain scenery along the way, including a river April and I wanted to play in. I was worried that April was gonna get in trouble for missing work, and she called in, telling them the car broke down. Myself feeling better, we drove back through North Adams, and stopped at the Berkshire Mall for some food and walking around. We stopped in a store (think World of Science back when it was around), played with all the gadgets, and amused the girl working with our vomit-inducing mush. Back on the road again, we arrived in NP shortly after 4 or so in the PM, and we dined in beautiful Haspuke. They got rid of the Wypeall! With Heather gone, we settled in for the night, watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and had joyous fun.
Saturday--After waking up most conventionally (insert large grin here), we headed to dine on some absolutely splended cow pats. Oh, I mean Hasbrouck. Sometimes I think that eating cow shit could be somewhat more tasty than some of the stuff Hasbrouck puts out. Now since it was Parent/Family weekend, this meant that Hasbrouck was a bit crowded, unusually so for a Saturday afternoon. After fooding, in the computer lab for a bit where Sputin began to drive me up the wall, and it was onto the Galleria for a day of fun. We stopped at all the spots, being mushy and lovey-dovey disgusting all throughout. I bought a green shirt with the Mario 1up green mushroom and a white wristband with all 4 mushrooms on it, "know your mushrooms," from Hot Topic. We walked past a used book sale--fill up a bag with used books for $1 a bag--and April disappeared, leaving a flaming trail as she began to lap up books. (grins) After raking the area clear, we stopped in the arcade for three rounds of air hockey, where April bested me 2 out of 3, leaving me with a bruised right index knuckle. See, we play fierce cutthroat air hockey, without the little kid style of dirty pool. Some feed, and I got a call from a sick Sarah. Moving on, we got back to April's dorm, settled in for the night, and did some experimentation which almost resulted in vomit all over my groin. How? Well, then, here's a story worth the telling:
For those of you who have the Periodic Table of Sex, refer to position #4, sitting on face. Well, we tried this in reverse--myself sittting on top of April while she proceeded to suck on me. With myself thrusting slightly in her mouth, I was trying to be careful not to ram the thing down her throat. Now, April was starting to get a bit of a gag reflex--I could feel her teeth sinking into my insistent member. At the risk of biting the head off said organ, I let her know that pain was occuring in that area, and I proceeded as normal, getting a bit more rapid in my thrusts. After a few more minutes of this, I could feel myself getting close to orgasm, so I took it out and began to jerk until I could feel orgasm imminent. Becoming quite vocal, I thrust the thing back in her mouth and began thrusting hard as I could feel myself going into orgasm. However, I was being a bit too enthusiastic as the semen flew, and my hard thrusts in her mouth kicked off a gag reflex, and she told me to get off her. Good thing I did, for she would have vomited all over my genitals had I not got off her. And that's the last thing I need--April's vomit, acidic in nature, mixed with my sperm inside my penis, stinging it. Picture, if you will, myself wailing in pain as stomach acid, bile, and vomit eating away the inside of my penis. Naturally, I would want to drown the thing in some sort of liquid, preferably water. However, I'd end up taking the only liquid in the room, Coke, and dousing the thing--causing more pain as the carbon dioxide and phosphoric acid (which can peel paint off cars). So, yeah...I'm not pulling that position again. But hey, experimentation and trial and error...which almost led to the demise of the General, who was demoted to a private after the incident. Now, with more practice, April's gag reflex can be controlled. However, the reverse Position 4...never again. It was on this note that we watched "The Rescuers Down Under," to which we frolicked after before falling asleep in each other's arms.
Sunday--Woke with April, as would be expected. After the morning fun, we had delectable Has-slop, then sadly, we had to make our exit. On the way back, we stopped at the mountain again, a mountain right on the NY/MA border. We walked up to our "spot," and lie there for an hour or so, making out, and enjoying each other, being mushy and happy, myself further deviating from the typical male persona society seems to exude. We arrived back at MCLA, where we fed, and then April left. I was sad for a little bit, seeing as how I won't be able to see her this weekend, since she has familial obligation. Figures--I have a 4 1/2 day weekend coming up and no April. Columbus Day weekend is this upcoming weekend, and MCLA will probably be a bit barren. I will be here, though. However, I can amuse myself. So now I've been here for some hours. I've chatted with Sarah, been online, and just a while ago, Doug came back from town, bringing us two full boxes of donuts from Dunkin' Donuts for the floor. Then some of us went into his room to listen to Lewis Black and George Carlin. Now I am back here, and probably will be for the next 2 or 3 hours, since I am caffeinated.
So, that's the weekend. Hope you all had a good one.
Nighty night, all.
Time for the patented weekend recap! Oh, goodie!
Thursday--After class, cleaned up a bit and did laundry, getting ready for April's arrival. She would be spending the night with me (since the last time she drove back with me late at night, she was starting to get sleepy. April driving + late night + getting sleepy + barreling down the Thruway will equal our eventual demise. We don't want that now, do we?), and so Kazuki signed the form, and near 8 PM, she arrived. I was going to take her to the CC, but since the Centennial Room had a power outage, dinner closed an hour early...and also as a result, the campus store was also closed. With Jack's closing at 7, we only could do one thing...eat at McFuck. On the way to McFuck, April commented that I could do well as a stand-up comedian, so...on the walk there and back, I did a stand-up (or walking, standing up) act on how I met April, how the penis has a mind of its own, and how I can't control the conventions of standard spoken English when in the presence of April. After some sort-of food, we headed back to my dorm where April and I wanted to have some alone time, so we asked Kaz for a little bit, and to no avail. Even at 1:30 AM, Suite 1 of the B5 floor was a hopping madhouse, so I bug Doug--and get doused in 4 deodorants by Doug and Ian. So I come back smelling ripe, and I experienced a first--I've never had to take a shower as a result of deodorant. So I have my second shower of the night, and fall asleep with April.
Friday--Oh, this is rich. We woke up at 9, to get ready to leave at 10, so April could be back in NP before 1 PM so that April could get to work. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. We decided that we were gonna try a new way of getting back to NP via MapQuest. So, we attempt to read the destructions...and realize after an hour or so of driving around that we were en route to Boston. We were going the opposite direction. However, we did pass some beautiful mountain scenery along the way, including a river April and I wanted to play in. I was worried that April was gonna get in trouble for missing work, and she called in, telling them the car broke down. Myself feeling better, we drove back through North Adams, and stopped at the Berkshire Mall for some food and walking around. We stopped in a store (think World of Science back when it was around), played with all the gadgets, and amused the girl working with our vomit-inducing mush. Back on the road again, we arrived in NP shortly after 4 or so in the PM, and we dined in beautiful Haspuke. They got rid of the Wypeall! With Heather gone, we settled in for the night, watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and had joyous fun.
Saturday--After waking up most conventionally (insert large grin here), we headed to dine on some absolutely splended cow pats. Oh, I mean Hasbrouck. Sometimes I think that eating cow shit could be somewhat more tasty than some of the stuff Hasbrouck puts out. Now since it was Parent/Family weekend, this meant that Hasbrouck was a bit crowded, unusually so for a Saturday afternoon. After fooding, in the computer lab for a bit where Sputin began to drive me up the wall, and it was onto the Galleria for a day of fun. We stopped at all the spots, being mushy and lovey-dovey disgusting all throughout. I bought a green shirt with the Mario 1up green mushroom and a white wristband with all 4 mushrooms on it, "know your mushrooms," from Hot Topic. We walked past a used book sale--fill up a bag with used books for $1 a bag--and April disappeared, leaving a flaming trail as she began to lap up books. (grins) After raking the area clear, we stopped in the arcade for three rounds of air hockey, where April bested me 2 out of 3, leaving me with a bruised right index knuckle. See, we play fierce cutthroat air hockey, without the little kid style of dirty pool. Some feed, and I got a call from a sick Sarah. Moving on, we got back to April's dorm, settled in for the night, and did some experimentation which almost resulted in vomit all over my groin. How? Well, then, here's a story worth the telling:
For those of you who have the Periodic Table of Sex, refer to position #4, sitting on face. Well, we tried this in reverse--myself sittting on top of April while she proceeded to suck on me. With myself thrusting slightly in her mouth, I was trying to be careful not to ram the thing down her throat. Now, April was starting to get a bit of a gag reflex--I could feel her teeth sinking into my insistent member. At the risk of biting the head off said organ, I let her know that pain was occuring in that area, and I proceeded as normal, getting a bit more rapid in my thrusts. After a few more minutes of this, I could feel myself getting close to orgasm, so I took it out and began to jerk until I could feel orgasm imminent. Becoming quite vocal, I thrust the thing back in her mouth and began thrusting hard as I could feel myself going into orgasm. However, I was being a bit too enthusiastic as the semen flew, and my hard thrusts in her mouth kicked off a gag reflex, and she told me to get off her. Good thing I did, for she would have vomited all over my genitals had I not got off her. And that's the last thing I need--April's vomit, acidic in nature, mixed with my sperm inside my penis, stinging it. Picture, if you will, myself wailing in pain as stomach acid, bile, and vomit eating away the inside of my penis. Naturally, I would want to drown the thing in some sort of liquid, preferably water. However, I'd end up taking the only liquid in the room, Coke, and dousing the thing--causing more pain as the carbon dioxide and phosphoric acid (which can peel paint off cars). So, yeah...I'm not pulling that position again. But hey, experimentation and trial and error...which almost led to the demise of the General, who was demoted to a private after the incident. Now, with more practice, April's gag reflex can be controlled. However, the reverse Position 4...never again. It was on this note that we watched "The Rescuers Down Under," to which we frolicked after before falling asleep in each other's arms.
Sunday--Woke with April, as would be expected. After the morning fun, we had delectable Has-slop, then sadly, we had to make our exit. On the way back, we stopped at the mountain again, a mountain right on the NY/MA border. We walked up to our "spot," and lie there for an hour or so, making out, and enjoying each other, being mushy and happy, myself further deviating from the typical male persona society seems to exude. We arrived back at MCLA, where we fed, and then April left. I was sad for a little bit, seeing as how I won't be able to see her this weekend, since she has familial obligation. Figures--I have a 4 1/2 day weekend coming up and no April. Columbus Day weekend is this upcoming weekend, and MCLA will probably be a bit barren. I will be here, though. However, I can amuse myself. So now I've been here for some hours. I've chatted with Sarah, been online, and just a while ago, Doug came back from town, bringing us two full boxes of donuts from Dunkin' Donuts for the floor. Then some of us went into his room to listen to Lewis Black and George Carlin. Now I am back here, and probably will be for the next 2 or 3 hours, since I am caffeinated.
So, that's the weekend. Hope you all had a good one.
Nighty night, all.
