I'm thinking of making a cast of my boobs. I should immortalize them now while they're still holding their shape.

Date 4 = dinner and drinks = makey outie session afterwards = great success = I am number one dating champ, I should be on a talk show or something

Ducks game. Ducks lost 1-3, or 3-1, whatever. Not so romantic this time. Perhaps sporting events are not the best places for dates.

Date number two occurred on main street Huntington Beach yesterday evening. There was a full moon. Spit was exchanged. I am a Dating Champ.

I went on a date. So, what happens next? There was no exchange in bodily fluids, I am told this is normal. Le sigh....

Last night I dreamed I was an exotic dancer, and I don't wanna brag or anything, but I was pretty good.

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What's the rule for how long it takes to get over someone? Charlotte said it on Sex and the City but I forgot, something like 2/3's the amount of the time you were together? Is that it? All I know is that November 9th was the best day ever. I wish everyday felt like November 9th. Also, I wish Daniel did'nt suck it so much. This sucks. I wish life ( Read more... )

I would like to take the last year back. I need a do over and if that doesn't work a heart transplant. In the past week I have gone through 2 bottles of pepto bismol, 1 bottle of tums, 3 packets of alka seltzer and too many tylenol. So I think it's an ulcer, which runs in my family or permanent heartburn and diarrhea. Or it could all be ( Read more... )

I made california rolls. I am a genius.


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