my goodness, Verbosetta has no time to put it all into words.

i'm nervous.

Allen is back. (baby i'm back... i'm here to cater to you...) ugh. me and bad music. i gotta stop that. *plays song, anyway.*

i'm being unintentioanlly aliyad cryptic here ( Read more... )

Ever ask yourself why we women have to work so hard to keep a lousy man? It ain't like we got designer options. When's the last time you ran across a Prada male? Valentino? Hell, I'll even take a tacky Versace at this point. Nope. Apparently, All's available to a Marc Jacobs like myself is a Mizrahi reject. (What? Me? Inflated Ego? NEVER!)

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Taz has a great ass. i like it when he bends over the plan table.

he doesn't wear underwear.

i find that insanely hot.

Dana, the Landscaper is gooooooooorrrrrgeous.

i knew B was lying when she said there's no eye candy on the site. the woman is clueless.

my new skin specialist at Sonya Dakar is named Cadet Korm ( Read more... )

Driving 'Round, Thought I Saw You Pass Methis morning, we saw the equivalent of a god driving a black 1960s Ford Torino. the car's paint was faded, it looked like suede. he had his windows down. he lounged in his seat, drove with his right arm extended over the top of the wheel, left knee bent as support for his left elbow. he was beautiful. all ( Read more... )

so i'm kind of a self nympho. and i wonder if that's what my prob is. perhaps, if i didn't indulge myself so friggin much, i wouldn't be obsessed with sex. i should try cutting down or something. jesus. what the hell am i saying. that's just crazy talk.

i want to quit David, but i am addicted to his voice. especially when he gets all down and dirty ( Read more... )

Trini vs Arnulfoso. on Friday, B got off early from work, and since there was absolutely no one left at the institute except me and Steve, i took off too. because i'm responsible like that. instead of taking her sick self home as any sane person would, after she picked me up, being the dutiful, caring and concerned daughter that i am, i persuaded B ( Read more... )

so. because my new year started on my birthday July 1, i have decided to switch things up a bit journal-wise. OH YES, that means that my previous, long winded posts about absolutely nothing will get more detailed and *gasp* even more long winded. look below. that’s exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. this is what you can expect from now on. oh, and ( Read more... )

more fun with ME. jacked from me new friend dionysoscub <-- so in need of a nickname. damn.
REPOST AND PUT AN X IN WHAT YOU'VE DONE

(x) smoked a cigarette
(x) smoked a cigar
(x) smoked anything else
( ) crashed a friend's car

( ) been in love
(x) been dumped
(x) shoplifted
(x) been fired
(x) been in a fist fight

( ) snuck out of parent's house
(x) had feelings ( Read more... )

it occurs to me that some things are becoming easier, and others harder. it's easier to go out with Barb to functions. i am extremely proud of myself that i didn't back of out of Dodger Night. before, she would have had to beg and plead, and it still wouldn't have worked. i wouldn't have gone ( Read more... )