As you can see, that's a man...that's NOT my roommate Angie. I've become a cockblocker in my own room. Well first, let me start from the beginning. Today was a pretty good day out in the field so that means everyone read the post from last night and mentioned me in their prayers. Thank You! If you could, I would appreciate it greatly if y'all would do it again for Monday please. Anyway, I had an extremely long day and it was pretty eventful. First, I got up at 7 and went back to sleep until Ang got out of the shower, and finally went out into the field at 8:30. Yes, I said 8:30.
Like I said, today was a super great day, no complaints and I even caught up with my family that lives in Colorado Springs. They heard that I like food and shoes so they took me shopping and to Red Lobster. Needless to say I had no complaints. I got some shots in with my co-workers, watched the Celtics/Wizards game (ol dumb ass shit), and trekked my ass back to my hotel room.
Yesterday, you know I mentioned that two co-workers were smashing...yeah, that's why dude is in the other bed. I happen to have a massive headache because my body is still adjusting to the high ass altitude. No matter how much medicine I take, how much sleep I get or how much alcohol I consume, this sum bitch WON'T LEAVE. Like I feel like a cockblocker, but damn it they could go to his room! Creepy Old Man keeps trying to convince me to come to his room and give me worms...Im just not feeling it.
Who stays in a hotel room at 9:30 on a Saturday night in a beautiful city such as Denver instead of out trolling for penis and random one night stands? Apparently I do. I'm about to force myself to go to sleep so they could fuck while I'm sleeping...ugh, this is so awkward.
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