despite my concerns, tonight's plans did in fact materialize, and the evening was really quite nice. finally, a significant avenue of communication...how precious. taking this development at face value would be the most comfortable option.

oh, peaceful skeptic.

i need to find a new workplace where a minimum business-cordial (read civil, neutral [read WORKING]) relationship with co-workers isn't regarded as a weird request. wtfffff

i guess this is officially a sex journal. whatever.

yesterday, my 11 year old girl fantasy of making out on a bed with a long haired boy while hanson is playing in the background came true. a check mark in an abandoned, almost forgotten section of life's to-do list...i feel a bit more whole.

okay seriously, seriously, how often do things turn out exactly the way you imagine?? never, right? except...

holyfuckingshit we did it, we did it, we did it. epic success, everything went PERFECTLY. much to the satisfaction and afterglowiness and giggles of all parties =) it was literally like a dream, everything flowed so well and felt so right =)

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oh, so much to say about wicked, but so tired. for now i'll just say that i have never been more happy to be having sexytimes with such a pretty boy...all the other gorgeous people, as well. and lots of fantasies can be checked off of many people's lists. beyond satisfaction at this point, exhaustion. rawr yes.

yo kid, get off my dick. you're always going to be a freshman and seventeen to me, i'm sorry. please take the hints, plural.

fucking epic 24 hours. dancing literally all night until it was light out somewhere in the middle of the pine barrens, then one hour of sleep, then white water rafting complete with all-out splash wars in the poconos! i felt AWESOME. after 10 more hours of sleep, i still feel awesome.

after months if not YEARS of my sister busting my balls for listening to belle and sebastian, she finally decided that she likes them. a lot. vindication and much lolz to be had on my part.

same old shit...out of sight, out of mind. i want a boyfriend, not a pet goldfish. i'm so tired of excuses, backward justifications. this is one of those cases where, unbelievably, trying isn't good enough and "better late than never" doesn't exactly apply. liiike the way the rest of the world actually works outside of elementary school classrooms.

apartment hunting! http://cnj.craigslist.org/apa/1213191177.html . want.
love love looove the new job, such an upgrade.
nude beach tomorrow for the first time this year!

right now: insomnia, mreh. would enjoy more than 4 hours of sleep to go on. hi xanax!