i called Mary Jane on Saturday night, i think. it was truly fun, she's still just as nutty as she always was. awwww, miss her. she said that Norma Jean and... someone else whose name escapes me was at her house for a party they were giving for someone else whose name escapes me. i'm telling you, the more i talk to people from San Antonio, the more ( Read more... )

forreal, the more i discover, the more i realize how little i know ( Read more... )

nothing truly exciting has happened this summer. not surprising since i have not really been courting excitement ( Read more... )

So I knew the day was coming when I'd stop journaling. Just like all those old diaries I have where I faithfully kept track of emotional crap for days/weeks/months and then suddenly... not. Funny. I didn't think it would happen here, and yet it did ( Read more... )

This week has been one of those strange ones where people are fucking with me and I get upset about it... and then WOW I let it go ( Read more... )

So. I had a whole night to marinate on this shit and I've decided that talking to Ruth wasn't enough. I see already I'ma have to take it up with the heifer in person. Now, I've been loathe to do this, cuz I can just see the silly bitch having a miscarriage and blaming the shit on me and the stress I caused her by cussing her out, BUT-- she earned ( Read more... )