The way I act and re-act to the perpetual bullshit in my relationships is evident that I’ve evolved immensely since I started dating.  I mean, the absolute worst possible side of me is that submissive, subservient bitch who sacrifices entirely too much to make other people happy-- Or marginally satisfied.

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Is a gay robot:

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Last night, after a mental breakdown, I went out for a drink with Dmitri.

Gary called mid rounds ostensibly because he was bored, but I don’t think the fact that he chugged an entire pitcher of beer within five minutes, along with the plethora of assorted rum buckets he consumed prior to that was a coincidence.

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Stupid hangover thought that it completely foiled my plans of being productive today.

NEVER!

I successfully roller bladed to the beach and took my handy dandy camera along with me. Took some pictures of those beautiful red trees in my neighborhood that only bloom in June and some pictures of the beach for you Westcoasters, Virginiaites , agoraphobics ( Read more... )

It’s physically impossible for me to wake up before noon.

I’m pretty disappointed at myself because none of the days this week worked out the way I planned, and now, I have no car to run errands or do the things I need to get done.
Things that worked:
+ started to ease myself off the Digex
+ made it to the beach everyday
+ Stopped drinking like a ( Read more... )

eh. *shrugs*


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