Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me.

In two years, I have gone from a size 18 to a size 13. Weighed myself on a whim. 173.5. I broke 180 and have never felt better.

I think I'm lost...

Yeah, so I'm tired of trying to call people and never getting an answer. My friends who live only an hour away have forgotten me. Hell, they don't even mention me anymore. Wonderful. And I still have stuff down there that I need to get. Wonderful ( Read more... )

I think I've been forgotten by my friends...

Oh well, not forgotten by Mark, which is good.

I've been a bad, bad flirt these past few weeks. Shame on me.

I April, I went to a group shoot in the city where I now reside. I had a great time, and everything seemed to go well for me. I got to meet some new people, models and photographers both. It was fun ( Read more... )

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LYNNIE!!!

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Okay, so it's been nearly a week and I still haven't gotten my paycheck from work. I've gotten an advance, but forty dollars only gets one so far and I have a powerful urge to eat sometime this month. That, get myself a damn phone, maybe some new clothes, put money towards the cable bill. You know, the normal everyday stuff that I haven't done ( Read more... )

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY WOLF!!!

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I am now a member of the working class again. Finally. I wnet in for an interview yesterday at a bar/restaurant called Manhattan's. About an hour later I returned and was asked to stay for training. About two hours later I went home, then came back in at 5:30 for my shift which I didn't get off of until nearly 1 in the morning. I'm a dishwasher. A ( Read more... )