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--I'm going home to see my psychiatrist because I think something is more wrong than usual or than I have been admitting to myself. Perhaps more to the point, it is getting very hard to hide the weird from people around me. I keep forgetting stuff and being emotional at VERY odd times and focusing on anything is way too hard.
--I haven't really been able to drink as much, and I don't do, you know, the other stuff in the way I used to, which is probably why I kidded myself I could start dating people. Currently avoiding the texts of two fairly nice people, one of them hot. Can't handle it. This is why men are number three on my distraction list. I don't feel guilty about ignoring Jameson. I am a bad woman. And not even in the fun way.
--...well sometimes in the fun way. And backsliding happens. If only every time someone asked why I wasn't wearing a camisole the answer was "I think I left it on the tour bus" instead of just "I dress skanky." I officially have a thing for scruffy musicians. I blame Tom. Anyway, surely we must all combine sex, drugs and rock & roll in a single night at SOME point in our lives, right?
--I can't believe my Greek teacher got fired because my classmates are WHINY WHINEFACES. She was super cool and I wanted her to be my bff. Hopefully she has gone back to Italy and is having super cool adventures.
--I haven't really been able to drink as much, and I don't do, you know, the other stuff in the way I used to, which is probably why I kidded myself I could start dating people. Currently avoiding the texts of two fairly nice people, one of them hot. Can't handle it. This is why men are number three on my distraction list. I don't feel guilty about ignoring Jameson. I am a bad woman. And not even in the fun way.
--...well sometimes in the fun way. And backsliding happens. If only every time someone asked why I wasn't wearing a camisole the answer was "I think I left it on the tour bus" instead of just "I dress skanky." I officially have a thing for scruffy musicians. I blame Tom. Anyway, surely we must all combine sex, drugs and rock & roll in a single night at SOME point in our lives, right?
--I can't believe my Greek teacher got fired because my classmates are WHINY WHINEFACES. She was super cool and I wanted her to be my bff. Hopefully she has gone back to Italy and is having super cool adventures.