So by the way, the things I was talking about a couple weeks ago ( Read more... )

Well, the neck pain has persisted for a little over a week now ( Read more... )

Remember the guy who told me to lose weight?

Well, he sent me a lot of apologies and that time I was drunk I told him to calm down and go to sleep.  That resulted in him messaging me a hundred and seven more times about how sorry he was some more.  When I didn't answer, he tried telling me he had a friend who was going to be in Paris and had seen my ( Read more... )

Guy: So you moved to france just like that? WOW!! Do you know anybody here at least?

Me: Not really. That's a big reason I have this profile! Fortunately there are at least twenty other au pairs who are very nice, but they like to go out to bars and I'm more of a theatre/cinema fan, so I don't spend much time with them either.

Guy: Wow really? I ( Read more... )

Jobwise I am kicking ass and taking names.  Well, one name specifically: Nilou the Nightmare Child.  Since the family tore me apart last week I have put my damn self back together with a full burst of Place je passe glory.  I am juggling and going the extra mile and trying to battle my tendency to "do it in a minute" which results in piles of ( Read more... )

A million mental breakdowns last week ( Read more... )

 1. I think my tattoo is finally starting to be itchy and have dead skin on it!  It never scabbed, but I don't bleed easily and it's just linework.  Next it has to peel and then I'll know if it's okay or needs a touchup AND I can stop having panic attacks every time it touches something!

2. Had a long conversation with my mother about sex and I ( Read more... )

Dream:

I was in a stage play version of Repo at a high school and, ye Gods, I was Amber Sweet. I was backstage and looking over the script (I think it may have been a dress rehearsal: in any case, I was vastly underprepared) and in the next scene there was to be a GeneCo fashion show and I, playing Amber Sweet, was supposed to wear something slutty ( Read more... )

Seriously, I need to iconify Nathan Wallace banging his head against the wall.  I could get srs mileage out of that icon.

Okay!

So, here's the part that makes me want to inflict pain upon myself:
My cute little art-y theatre is opening Friday the 13th tomorrow.  Nooooo.  The dirty rednecks who showed up for The Wrestler were bad enough, but now we'll ( Read more... )