Conversations with Rosh

March 31st, 2010

Rosh is my housemate’s friend’s housemate. He likes to pump.

The second time I met him…
Rosh: Hey, babe. *moves in to kiss*
Me: What are you doing?
Rosh: I thought you wanted to make out?
Me: Do you even remember my name?
Rosh: No…
Me: It’s Annik.
Rosh: Well that’s just stupid.

One night at the pub…
Rosh: Do you want to make out later tonight?
Me: No.
Rosh: Okay, just checking.

Optimistic Rosh
Me: What was the best night of your life?
Rosh: I dunno. It could be tonight!

Another night at the pub…
Rosh: Hey, how are you?
Me: Good, yeah.
Rosh: *moves in to kiss*
Me: Wtf are you doing?
Rosh: Shit, sorry, I thought that was a green light.

As we are getting ready to go out, approx 7pm on a Sunday night…
Ryan: Why are you bringing sunnies, man?
Rosh: Just in case I end up in a day club.

Romantic Rosh
Me: How exactly does your brain work?
Rosh: I don’t know. I just fuck chicks.

As we are walking to the Columbian…
Rosh: If any gay guys hit on me tonight, you have to make out with me.
Me: No, I don’t.
Rosh: Okay, just checking.

When I sent him this blog post for proof-reading…
Rosh: Does this mean you have a crush on me?
Me: No.
Rosh: Okay, just checking.

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Conversations with my therapist: part three

March 25th, 2010

Me: Sometimes you just find yourself in the men’s room at Q Bar at 6am on a Sunday morning and you think, “What am I doing with my life?”… Know what I mean?

Dr Riley: Not really.

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I had a terrible dream last week

March 22nd, 2010

I had a terrible dream last week where my friend Ryan got really sick and started coughing up blood all over the carpet in our house. I was relieved when I woke up and realised it was a dream because we had the carpets cleaned quite recently and I didn’t want to go through all that bother again.

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Search terms containing my name – part 4 (I’m still not gay)

March 18th, 2010

even a burberry cactus weeps for annik skelton

I’m going to get really drunk and break stuff at annik skelton’s house warming

there are manwhores that dig annik skelton and themselves

annik skelton is a terrible child

annik skelton left pitt st and my life is an empty abyss

annik skelton won’t support my baby until I get a paternity test, I’m just not sure it’s hers

i really really really hope annik skelton comes to our xmas party because she owes me one for not showing up to my birthday party when she said she would

who is hedge monkey annik skelton?

“annik skelton” in a bed made of cock

annik skelton (neekerskeakers) is utterly spectacular and sexy like a dalek

annik skelton has pubic hair on her elbow

annik skelton plays with dead children

heh heh annik skelton heh heh

tonguing with annik skelton

what did annik skelton get for xmas

“annik skelton” slept with tim allen

annik skelton ate my hat. it was a nice hat, too

annik skelton has the hair and toes of an angel

annik skelton is a poo god

annik skelton is getting drunk. later she will lick dead mice

annik skelton is like she-ra but betterer and more lovely xx

annik skelton kissed a girl and she liked it

annik skelton puked on my shoes and it was totally endearing

annik skelton queening me.

annik skelton waves farewell to the cunt bus. the cunts don’t notice

annik skelton would make an awesome ikea shopping partner

annik skelton, party with her i would. bone her also.

annik skelton, this is your mother, have you had a smear test recently?

annik skelton, writer

i got annik skelton a latex catsuit for christmas.

i really want to see annik skelton before i go home for christmas

i spoke to annik skelton for 5 seconds at #digicitz and it reminded me that i hadn’t left creepy search terms on her site stats for a while. hi. not actually creepy, just easily amused.

i want annik skelton to finally admit how gay she is

jesus fucking christ annik skelton just shut the fuck up already, nobody cares

the wind was too strong for annik skelton to fly her kite with her congenital defect

why is annik skelton such a whore?

annik skelton ate my dog and didn’t even have the common curtesy to shit out the collar

annik skelton being violated by christians

annik skelton has a perty mouth

annik skelton in latex gives me mad boner time. schwing!

annik skelton is a bum man

annik skelton left me at the altar but then made up for it with kinky pre-marital sex

annik skelton secretly wants to be a pastor at hillsong

annik skelton twiddles my nipples

annik skelton will be the president of the world someday, you mark my words

i knew annik skelton before she was famous and i loved her then

i bet annik skelton is secretly a nice person

i hope annik skelton doesn’t find my secret facebook group about her

i should really be working instead of googling annik skelton

i want to see annik skelton drunk at the white party

if i couldn’t be me, i’d like to be annik skelton

is annik skelton a scam?

life would never be dull with annik skelton around

one day the mouse corpse will lick annik skelton right back

searching for annik skelton also brought up the encyclopedia of serial killers

there is nothing more than annik skelton sitting in this bucket, and i have the measuring tools to prove it

why won’t annik skelton stop being so highly strung so i can finally get the guts to fuck her?

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And some more conversations with my housemates

March 12th, 2010

Me: Check out that figure skater!
Him: I could never have sex with her. She’s too graceful. It would be like putting tomato sauce on a really nice steak.

Me: Damnit, my pants shrank.
Him: Are you sure?
Me: Yes, I just got them out of the dryer.
Him: Maybe you’ve put on weight.
Me: I haven’t put on weight. These pants fit perfectly yesterday, now they’re too tight. Clearly, they’ve shrunk.
Him: They look the same to me. That’s all I’m saying.

Him (on the phone): Hey, I’m just at the pub with Annik. Yeah, she’s right next to me. What’s she wearing? Well she’s got what appears to be a curtain wrapped around her waist, tied with a piece of cheap rope; a faded non-descript black singlet; and sunglasses that definitely cost less than $15. In fact, I’m pretty sure she found them on the side of the road.

Him: I literally have nothing to wear. All my clothes are in the wash.
Me: You can borrow one of my shirts, if you want?
Him: It’s okay, all your stuff is too man-ish anyway.

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