Aaron got mad at me. I don't want to discuss why, but he was pretty pissed off for about 5 minutes. But in those 5 minutes I was really fucked up. I think I'm too dependent on Aaron loving me. Anyway, that's what my psychologist is for ( Read more... )

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I'm also in love with Forrest O'Connor.
Sigh.

SUP BITCHES! I'm in some little pissant Oregan town outside of Salem on my way to Oakland. That's right, the Windy Apple and Ghetto Capital of the World. My brotha Forrest, his Domestic Partner Becca and I are roadtrippin' our way to Californ-eye-aye. Forrest just gave me a beer! A whoooooole beer. Heh. It tastes like Talking Rain and rubbing ( Read more... )

I'm going out with Faith. And you're not. Which is why I kick your ass.

Man.. I just belly danced and now I feel reeeeeeeally mellow. Heh.
I'm applying for a job at the Good Food Store as a stocker. And I'm in loooove. Aaaand Iiiii'm uuusing a looot of vooooowels. Woot.

Here's a lovely Katie-feels-like-an-ass story from last week ( Read more... )

Love sucks. People in love suck. I Hate Valentine's Day.
I want to go to the Vagina Monologues on the 14th. That would be hot. Goddamn.
I hate Valentine's day. Seriously.

I miss Wes. Not the Wes y'all know.. this one is younger and lives in Hawaii. *sigh* .....wooooh. I wrote him but I don't know if he still lives at that address. I hope he gets it. Oi ( Read more... )

I feel like vom-it-ing. Ugh. Jackie will be bringing me presents shortly! Teehee! I know fishnets are involved. I've always wanted fishnets!

Still looking for a man.. Jackie seems to have some ideas, and that kind of scares me.

...I wish there was food in my house.