I asked a professional whore what she does for a living. I can't say I didn't anticipate a smug reply like "I suck and fuck for money, hun."

Going camping for the first time in years with Pat. We're leaving in a few hours. Perfect excuse to cuddle for warmth. ;)

I just woke up to the sound of a man with an accent screaming "I like asshole!" down below outside my window.

New York Fucking City, ladies and gentlemen.

I feel like I'm finally getting close to my mother. We've always been on fairly rocky terrain but the last year or so has made us so much closer, especially now that Tanya's away at college and my father's in his own world. I worry for her a lot, not because I don't think she's not going to make it but because I feel that her life hasn't come to ( Read more... )

I wonder how much of a red flag it is that the way Duff talks over text reminds me waaaaaaay too much of Paul. Considering that my relationship with the latter went straight to shit after 2 and a half years, I don't want to think that the same would happen here. However, the red flags are popping up way too fast. I don't like this.

I'm on hold with the first person of a very long line of people that I need to talk to for registering for classes. Re-registering, I mean. I am going back to my first love - communications - but this whole bureaucracy bullshit that Pace has makes me want to kill someone.

If you want to get something done, do it yourself.

I've been looking for a true start-over point in my life, where I can just stop everything and go in a different direction altogether and yesterday was it. Yesterday was the slap in the face that I needed to realize that a) my mother loves me unconditionally b) my friends are living their own lives and it's time I stopped pretending we're more than ( Read more... )

...I just don't understand why I only have the urge to write after I've cried.

This journal serves no purpose.

When I can figure one out, I'll get back to you.