This is our busiest time. We have to run out to buy alcohol, burn mixed CDs, whipped cream, limes, bananas. Sounds like just a quick trip to the grocery store, but let's not forget replacing ripped stalkings, blindfolds, heels ( Read more... )

I am dumped. Heart = broken.
He cried when he broke up with me. Like, really cried. What does that mean?

My little 'My pussy hurts' has turned into rage. I just want to know that something's still working. I don't feel like talking about it, it's okay you don't have to ask. Ugh!

We're leaving Las Vegas tomorrrow. Our apartment is half packed up. We're leaving a lot behind. I went out and finally bought my bedding for my dorm room today. It was funny walking up and down the halls of Bed, Bath and Beyond, looking at sheets. Wondering who and how many different people will ever Lie in my bed? Last night I had my last night at ( Read more... )

That is the name of this porn I told a John Cusack lookalike that we were going to make, the joke being, that he is in fact English. Sometimes I love my job, last night being one of those times, I connected with someone in a romantic way, and floored him, and he me, and he left me with visions of bears and bald eagles dancing in my head. Lately, I' ( Read more... )

Last night, I had the geekest** sex dream! I was in Harry Potter, and I had this dream that we had to get to this dungeon in the school, and we were pretty sure that the room connected through Professor Snape's bedroom. So, we went down there and I fucked him OMG so hot!! and then he was so jizzed, he let us go down his passage. hahahahahahahhaha. ( Read more... )

Tonight there's this party that Tina and I are going to 'work.' We've never actually 'worked' a party before. It's this girl's birthday, she introduced herself to me by asking 'Are you a -------r?' Then, she asked me and Tina to come to her birthday party and work. And I said yeah. So, off we go to this party, then to work. Everytime we go to these ( Read more... )

It happens when I have not been to work for awhile, I sort of get this feeling that I will never make money again. The last time I was at work, I couldn't make money, I was hated. I left early and bought a bunch of beer and then I called and told my boss that I probably wouldn't be making it back that evening ( Read more... )

Extense Harvard Square visitation (including but not limited to, crashing there a couple of times, shaving/basic grooming, shopping, eating, almost sex, smoking(type a and b) and drinking, lounging and of course waiting ( Read more... )

Today, after a confusing and circular conversation with my ex (about how I screwed up,) I was feeling very self satisfied and excused myself to release the miller lite that I'd downed. I was in the stall when the door opened and I heard the familiar sound of heels on a tile floor. I saw these little black shoes with bows on them under the stall ( Read more... )