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[renewedcalypso]

Last night I went to the Rocky Horror Show for the first time. It was interesting... Simi Valley production... what did I expect. A secret between us... I knew she would be there. I just knew it. How strange that I was right. I hate being right. I had to look at her all night. Her pretty face, her long hair... so petite and seemingly sweet. Well she couldn't keep her pretty fucking mouth shut. She... like the coward she is... walks behind my back, quite literally, to say "fucking bitch". And because I know where I stand in this situation... I blew her friend a kiss... lord knows she was staring... waiting for reaction. Looking back I want to push her down that flight of stairs and rip out her soft ponytails. And crush her pretty face. Refraining from violence is my gift and I fucking hate it. I end up taking it all out on myself... and that makes for some sad Saturday nights.
I quit smoking.
I'm beginning a strict diet today.
Self improvment time!
I should set up a poll so my readers may vote on how long this will last.
Carl said that he loves me... and that he's serious. Wow... that meant something to me... but I'm not sure what yet.
I saw Danielle last night as well... how odd.
I saw Ray Heeble! The Elvis impersonator! fuck yeah.
and some other people... but blah.
I was watching Blind Date the other day and the first thing I hear anyone say on the show is the girl introducing herself.... her name was D.M.
no shit.