randy (imported) wrote: Sun Sep 14, 2008 12:49 pm
does anyone want to share a hotel with me i snore loudly and talk in my sleep, while sleeping i tear all my sheets off and throw the pillows, sometimes i end up inbetween the matress and boxspring. i have to have the tv on all night, i wake up every hour automatically to see if home improvment is on. if it is i laugh very loud and obnoxiously. lets see.. what else... feet stink eat in bed steal your shampoo spit toothpaste on the faucet mark my territory lose my room keys wont help you incase of an evacuation.
anyone?
Randy
I'll share a room. I'll wear plugs (in me ears), gay pillow fight with you if that's what your into, and not put porno mags between the matress. As far as tele, commercials are usually the best part, but I love whatever, as long as it's on! I'll rub your feet with secret deoderant even between your tootsies. I don't use shampoo as my hair is clipped short weekly. The bathroom could be an issue, but the maids will take care of that. The room key can be had downstairs and in case of evac, I have a flight nurse buddy in the airforce who can come pick us up.
Now for my issues....and there really aren't many
My psychologist put me on meds to help me cope. So no tearful drama there, yeah! However, the psych meds cause diarrhea. Those meds coupled with strong muscle relaxers (do to the accident, I was hit by a lady driving a large benz...thought I was headed into the afterlife, but no...she just sped off after shaking me down), anyway the combo of meds can lead to explosive incontinence of stool. These meds I'm supposed to ingest before bed. While the dreams have abated a bit, last week at 3 am I flashed back to her shiny metal grill (I'm supposed to take ativan for the that). Anyway I awoke coverd in shit, wraped in a white fecal floral cape (kinda a bird of paradise pattern) undermedicated bouncing on the bed screaming I'm superman and ready to tackle the first person I saw.
the lonely disgruntled domestic
chilli-