So yesterday was Carson's birthday and with a heavy heart I informed him that I simply cannot date someone older than me, that I feel it so very improper, and that our difference was too staggering, so we parted ways and now I'm dating a drag queen I met here in London named ChiChi.

I'm only kidding.

The drag queen is named Britinabelle.

I'm ( Read more... )

I am in one of the worst moods of my lifetime at the moment. If anyone's in the market to get screamed at or to have their ass kicked, today's the day to try and agitate me or piss me off, because I am at that point where I want to grab a chair and launch it across the room. Yeah, I'm that mad. Why? Some of you might already know if you pay ( Read more... )

Why am I still up at 3:52 in the morning? Yeah, it's 3:52 AM here, on November 1st. The date changes still have my mind warping. I feel like I lost a day. I feel like I lost a couple of days, actually, because I've spent much of the past few days on Tylenol PM. Little bit of alcohol, too, but mostly the Tylenol. It's better to be unconscious than ( Read more... )

I just lost my own journal entry. I must be frazzled today. Between packing and getting ready and being excited that my book came out, I've been like a goose with its head cut off. Why not a chicken? Because that's so cliche ( Read more... )

How can I love someone who lets crumbs dribble down into my hair? Because he does it wearing cow pajamas, that's why, and he's too adorable for me to get too mad, although once he did it the other night, I did have to run to the bathroom and make sure my hair was still perfect. Which was stupid, I guess, since we were about to go to sleep, but I'm ( Read more... )

The guilt is lessening. I hate admitting that, because when I type that, I think of Trent reading it and beginning to feel worse and that makes me feel guilty again. Then again, maybe I give myself too much credit. He's probably partying up in London and has met someone else already or at least hooked up. I'm glad he got out of the country. I don't ( Read more... )

Trent has already shared this news, but I suppose I should say some things about it, even though I bet at least half of my friends list would enjoy forming a posse and coming to my apartment to beat me up. Which I might deserve ( Read more... )

You always think that you're "not that way". When you think of people doing certain things or saying certain things, you shudder and you feel disgusted and sort of outraged, and either you push it out of your mind and forget about how people can be, or you have it hanging around your head, making you wonder. See, you think you can't ever be that ( Read more... )

Today's one of the first days that I've woken up and all I've wanted to do is go back to sleep. Not in that good way, either, where I'm comfortable in bed and the sunlight's streaming in from the window and everything seems beautifully calm and still and I want to experience it more. Not like that, not like that at all. I wanted to go back to sleep ( Read more... )

Queer Eye Hip Tip Of The Day:
Never tell your friend that you have kiwi juice in your refrigerator.

He will stare at you like you've just grown sixteen heads.

Oh, yeah, and I went away this weekend. It was fun. What, you want me to be detailed? Must I always be?