To all whom I know... I loathe thee. As I loathe the subtle scent of pancakes in the morning. It's like me jumping into a swimming pool and you are the wool sweater, impossible to remove. Nothing more disturbing...except for force feeding me maple syrup and peanut butter combined. End ( Read more... )

I went out to the Cricket Cafe with my sister this morning and had quite the taboo conversation. Now I really don't think dirty talk is appropriate at the breakfast table, but we really aren't appropriate girls. I like to compare us to the Hilton sisters, but trashier. Which brings me to my question of the day... What kind of "dirty Talk" is ( Read more... )

Well left Philadelphia yesterday. Back in Denver. Went out with Justin last night. We had fun. In more ways than one. Leaving tomorrow. Going home. Ewww! Leaving again on Sunday. Back to Philadelphia. Tuff is coming with me this time. I'm glad I stopped in Denver. It's better this way. That's it.

Last night I had a new experience. I was at the Blue Martini with my new friend from Philly, Reece, and all of a sudden I felt a deliberate grab to my irresistible ass. I looked at him, but he had a cocktail in one hand and a smoke in the other; so I turned around and realized that a black, thugged-out, midget had taken the liberty of stealing a ( Read more... )

My problems dissolve ( Read more... )

I really am a piece of work... I managed to make an online Staples order require about 4 hours out of my busy filing schedule. Fucking off at work and working at the same time is truely a feat that I have mastered. Sort of like sleeping with your eyes open. Last night was my first night off since I've been here, so what did I do? (Lightbulb...* ( Read more... )

Morning coffee and 2 cigarettes...breakfast of champions. Beautiful day, staring at the skyline from my balconey, inhaling more carbon monoxide than I should. Haven't had time to think lately, maybe I prefer it that way. I tend to over-analyze everything. But at my age that's normal, right? My boss want's me to come out to Philadelphia more often ( Read more... )

I am sitting at a desk right now in Philadelphia, doing most exhilarating office work. Trying to put the old weary brain to use for the first time in a long time. If this were my full time job, I would fucking kill myself. In fact, give me cancer now, God! Which brings me to the question... Is this what people are trying to achieve in life? When ( Read more... )

Don't condescend me...

The footprints ( Read more... )