Brazilian Bikini Snatch
I'm horrible at this. But, for the sake of committing myself to posting here every day for no less than one whole week, lets call this:
Day 1
This post is not about today, my aunt's 97th birthday.
Its not really about anything in particular either.
It makes point of a few things I find worth mentioning that I have neglected to put here prior. Like:
(And in no particular order)
I got my fourth and final tattoo. Upon my head. I hate being bald and there is nothing fun about a sunburned scalp.
Entering the last month or so that I will be with the Rag Shop.
My boss is a total asshole.
Went to Q's this past Friday. Holy shit was that FUN. Would have been nice to run into someone I knew but I guess we've all moved on. Except for me. Of course.
Broke up with the Texan from Oklahoma who lives in New Jersey. Almost made a full year. A total shame, all my fault, shouldn't have let it go so long.
Found just the right distraction in someone who really couldn't care less, I think.
Its nice to finally feel what its like to be on the other side for a change. To know what it feels like to have your heart out for someone who doesn't really feel the same for you.
I asked Rubin once if she'd rather find herself in a relationship with someone who loved her more than she loved him or if she'd prefer to be with someone who she could feel loved her less than she loved him.
She chose to be with someone who was more so involved in her.
I disagreed.
I like being in control, but I'm also a love junkie. It doesn't really bother me at all that Scott can't meet me half way. I'm willing to go the whole way. My feelings for him warm me on their own.
Its like finding God. Or so I hear.
I have laryngitis, or however you spell it.
I miss Eli.
I'm gaining weight, and not the good kind.
I'm talking to Jason now more than I have in a while. And I kinda want more.
I'm Happy. Hope it sticks.
I hope I get to stay single for a little longer.
Day 1
This post is not about today, my aunt's 97th birthday.
Its not really about anything in particular either.
It makes point of a few things I find worth mentioning that I have neglected to put here prior. Like:
(And in no particular order)
I got my fourth and final tattoo. Upon my head. I hate being bald and there is nothing fun about a sunburned scalp.
Entering the last month or so that I will be with the Rag Shop.
My boss is a total asshole.
Went to Q's this past Friday. Holy shit was that FUN. Would have been nice to run into someone I knew but I guess we've all moved on. Except for me. Of course.
Broke up with the Texan from Oklahoma who lives in New Jersey. Almost made a full year. A total shame, all my fault, shouldn't have let it go so long.
Found just the right distraction in someone who really couldn't care less, I think.
Its nice to finally feel what its like to be on the other side for a change. To know what it feels like to have your heart out for someone who doesn't really feel the same for you.
I asked Rubin once if she'd rather find herself in a relationship with someone who loved her more than she loved him or if she'd prefer to be with someone who she could feel loved her less than she loved him.
She chose to be with someone who was more so involved in her.
I disagreed.
I like being in control, but I'm also a love junkie. It doesn't really bother me at all that Scott can't meet me half way. I'm willing to go the whole way. My feelings for him warm me on their own.
Its like finding God. Or so I hear.
I have laryngitis, or however you spell it.
I miss Eli.
I'm gaining weight, and not the good kind.
I'm talking to Jason now more than I have in a while. And I kinda want more.
I'm Happy. Hope it sticks.
I hope I get to stay single for a little longer.