Apes and Naughty Nadia

My older sister Naughty Nadia and I like to spend hours on the phone discussing how ridiculous the two of us are and how the other is the only person who can truly understand the depths of our outlandishness. One of our main topics of discussion is, surprise, boys. We go on and on and on about boys we see here and there and how we have psychotic thoughts about these people we’ve maybe uttered one word to, if any.

We decided that when I’m in San Diego and she’s in San Francisco, we should take tours of our crushes… we then realized that hm, how funny – for her, we’d have to visit all the local gyms and yoga studios…. While for me, on the other hand, we’d have to visit all the local bars and restaurants. This says a lot, trust me.

Now, onto my latest crush… The Brother (I really hope no one takes offense to his nickname – I just love being un-pc)… last week I was talkin’ all this shit about how I was going to ask him out… now, I just feel lame… like I’m some desperate girl who needs a date or something. I’m just so goddamn impatient… I mean if he indeed is the one that likes me, cool, I think he’s adorable and he keeps good company… then why the fuck shouldn’t we just see if we get along? Things are always so fucking difficult… or perhaps I just make them that way. Well, anyhow, end point being, I’m layin’ low – not going in to the restaurant a psychotic number of times. Fuck it. I’m just gonna’ kick it with my lesbian hair!