I overslept. A lot. That whore Ruby called me at 6:30 to ask if I was on my way, then hung up on me. I hate her. No one was waiting when I got here (6:45), so at least I didn't have to excuse myself (there is no excuse ( Read more... )

Adding to the weirdness from times past, I just talked to Azah for the last two and a half hours. It's amazing how I suddenly had the balls to tell her that she needed to go wank off. I thought we wouldn't have anything to talk about, but we did and it was great. I told her about shitty divorce stuff, but left the self-loathing stuff out of it. We ( Read more... )

I forgot to mention that I talked to Shane yesterday. Apparently it turned from "week of weird high school boys" to "week of people unable to move on." I didn't ask her how she was because the last time I asked, I found out that she'd been kicked out of school and was living in Greenville with her parents. She's coming to NYC sometime in April and ( Read more... )

well, here I am, in Sid and Katja's room, watching "Sex and the City" with them and Ginna and Amelia and I just washed my hair, and I feel shitty, 'cause that's what I'm fucking good at. I woke up this morning feeling like an asshole, and it just won't stop. Something weird and shaky happened a little while ago, and it kind of freaked me out, and I ( Read more... )

So I'm talking to Rybarczyk now, and this is just very, very odd. I told him about That Which May Not Be Mentioned (I'm not a tease!!) and then he started in on something from way back when ( Read more... )

This evening I went driving with Jess and we just drove west on 66 forever and listened to Dylan and the Steve Miller Band and Tracy Chapman and the moon was exceptionally beautiful and huge and orange and amazing. Jess definately makes it onto the list of people I don't hate. Yay for random Jolt girls! Yay for escaping Smith! Yay for driving and ( Read more... )

words can't even describe how fucked up my weekend was, but I'm going to try ( Read more... )

My virtual model looks like a fat fuck ( Read more... )

Correll's coming to visit me for his spring break, which I think is a good thing. He's flying into Philly 'cause it's cheaper than Bradley and less obnoxious than Boston. This means that he and Theresa are going to meet. If they hook up I'm going to fucking shoot myself. Not that there's a chance of that 'cause she's a big dyke, but I still don't ( Read more... )