I dropped out of life for so long and now I don't know how to resume it. It's all just backlogged ( Read more... )

I have no readers anymore, so I have no standards anymore. I really have no standards for myself. I choose this diary because it is a continuation of myself. I revisit these entries and amaze myself. I was so articulate, so sincere - everything I want to recapture now. Where is that girl? Eight years later..where is she? She was amazing. Does she ( Read more... )

so, i work at noah's bagels now (oy vey!). i lend a certain cultural authenticity to the establishment. i also work as a hostess at an upscale thai restaurant, where my only atmospheric contribution is my ample bosoms.

i'm a better conversationalist than i am a writer. if you want to know what else is up, give me a call.

I'm packing my drab little life into a suitcase and moving to Oregon: the Beaver State. The hardest part of leaving the family home is not leaving the family, but relinquishing amenities such as free cable and a refrigerator that, as far as I know, stocks itself. And my kitten. She'll stay here until I find feline-friendly accommodation ( Read more... )

Lawdy, Lawdy...where did my childhood go?