Well, after one year, ten months, and one week of sleeping in the same bed, Tyler McAuliffe has gone. I hope he finds everything he's looking for.

Horny little boys are funny to me. Do you know how you tell between a man and a boy? Oh, you'll know. A boy will claim he is a man, always, but with a desperation that reveals an insecurity in that statement. A boy wants you to mother him, while a man will protect you. A boy likes girls. A man loves women ( Read more... )

I've been so tense in my neck and my back, tension headache today worst ever. My brow seems furrowed constantly. I can't unfurrow. It's tiring. It is difficult to relax the muscles in my face, and harder to relax my body. At work tonight I kept feeling so out of breath. The same with earlier today, and the day before. I was a BITCH tonight at work ( Read more... )

U.S. population to hit 300,000,000 in 2006. Projected time - October ( Read more... )

I have insomnia. I've been trying to get to sleep for two hours, and though I truly am exhausted, I cannot for the life of me sleeeeeep. I think this is because of my meds. I was CONSTANTLY drowsy and exhausted, I brought it up to my doctor, and now I may have the opposite problem ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is what I believe to be my first day of being a manager at Victoria's Secret. Friday I'm giving my headshot to Anand, and he's sending it over to the exec. of CBS.com. Everything seems so full of opportunity -- yet? I was driving down the highway tonight, at first cautiously because my car decided to stop working randomly while in the ( Read more... )

I wrote this entry several days ago, and I was so depressed, thinking it was deleted and gone forever. But lo and behold! It is here! Enjoy ( Read more... )

Last night was another rough night ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wish he would just leave my life. Like that huge pang in my chest when I stumble on a journal entry about him, and me. As if we were forever connected. I wish he wasn't automatically there, like a ghost that I never want to look back at. I wish I could make peace with him ( Read more... )

November 8th 2005, about my improv teacher, Anand Chulani, exerpt:

"As we went into the other room together, him crouching down to see the computer screen and I leaning over his shoulder holding my alcohol, I nearly felt like we could be lovers collaborating on a project. It felt very nice.May 16th, 2006 ( Read more... )