Its interesting how much more eloquent my psychosis seems to become with time.

I've written enough pathetic, whiny self-absorbed private entries that even *I* am sick of hearing myself whimper and mope. Even so, i still have trouble coming home to an empty house ( Read more... )

so my former boss totally propositioned me today... blatantly even. it gets more complicated from there. but he's cute... so i considered it. awkard? a little.

I think its safe to say that the novelty has worn off and the reality has begun to set in. At first I'd call this is phase 2... but i thought about it a little more and I think really its at least 3 or 4...

stupid ass.

Pyr0Grl (10:34:08 AM): i think i just dutch ovened myself
Pyr0Grl (10:34:09 AM): stupid
lokigurl (10:34:18 AM): thats an overshare
Pyr0Grl (10:34:42 AM): i know
Pyr0Grl (10:34:45 AM): but i shared anyway

i like stuff. yeah.

running on very little sleep.
go home. go to bed.
but then, got to hash out the logistics with him. in person.

quick, run to the bar! surround yourself with strangers and drink til they're friends!

here I am. Tired but sleepless.

Don't eat the wall! Ducks don't eat drywall.

...Panic is the duck's name. He gets to live next to the TV until his big duck feathers come in (at which point HE may turn out to be SHE)