A slight ramble.
So yeah. I've been getting Myspace messages from Gordon's psycho ex (maybe current girl? He said she was dating someone else. Either way, a girl he was dating at some point in time, and may be dating again.).
Yes Gordon who I dated like, forever ago.
She seems to have it in her head that I'm a threat to her. All of 600 miles away that I am. And the fact that I'm perfectly happy in my current relationship and totally unwilling to fuck it up for a piece of ass I could get in Maryland. Um no thanks, I can hold off a few days while I'm up there visiting. Got better things to do anyway than to seduce someone who I haven't dated for such a long time for a reason. I like him, don't get me wrong, but we're not lobsters. We've never been super compatible on that level anyway.
Ew.
Anyway, everyone at work had a good laugh over it. Especially because I heard tale that she's called me fat and ugly. Ok, yeah, I'm a fatty.
A) I'm 6' tall. I'm never going to be 130 lbs. That's gross.
B)anyone who's done RHPS with me can tell you how disgustingly fat I am. As pictured here, with LDOD:
(Image belongs to Lips Down On Dixie www.ldod.org GO SEE THEM!)
I was trying to find some good ones on the Transylvanian Concubines' website, but all of those are of me playing Frank with a not so flattering penis.
Aside from all that, this is my last word on it. I'm sufficiently amused/entertained/whatever. She says she's going to quit harassing me, which would be nice, but I'm pretty sure she'll pop up in six months or so somewhere where I least expect it. Whatever.
On another note.
Yesterday was hard. I worked my ass off to keep my mind off of what day it was. I then proceeded to ask for the 14th and 15th of January off. I think I'll be drinking myself into a stupor during that time.
I need to go to Kinkos to get some photos blown up so I can work on my commissions. They're driving me mad.
Gillian and I went to the Green Fest today. We almost didn't stop because it looked tiny. I'm glad we did though, we ate crepes and window shopped. There were some people from Hampton Island there, and we talked a bit about the grand opening of the barn (next week, I'm totally excited!). We're taking King and Cheney down and we're going to hitch them up to the hotel surrey and take them on rides through the island. Totally psyched.
In any case, I'm done with this entry. It's total stream of consciousness and I don't feel like editing it.
It's my journal. I can do things like that.
Yes Gordon who I dated like, forever ago.
She seems to have it in her head that I'm a threat to her. All of 600 miles away that I am. And the fact that I'm perfectly happy in my current relationship and totally unwilling to fuck it up for a piece of ass I could get in Maryland. Um no thanks, I can hold off a few days while I'm up there visiting. Got better things to do anyway than to seduce someone who I haven't dated for such a long time for a reason. I like him, don't get me wrong, but we're not lobsters. We've never been super compatible on that level anyway.
Ew.
Anyway, everyone at work had a good laugh over it. Especially because I heard tale that she's called me fat and ugly. Ok, yeah, I'm a fatty.
A) I'm 6' tall. I'm never going to be 130 lbs. That's gross.
B)anyone who's done RHPS with me can tell you how disgustingly fat I am. As pictured here, with LDOD:
(Image belongs to Lips Down On Dixie www.ldod.org GO SEE THEM!)
I was trying to find some good ones on the Transylvanian Concubines' website, but all of those are of me playing Frank with a not so flattering penis.
Aside from all that, this is my last word on it. I'm sufficiently amused/entertained/whatever. She says she's going to quit harassing me, which would be nice, but I'm pretty sure she'll pop up in six months or so somewhere where I least expect it. Whatever.
On another note.
Yesterday was hard. I worked my ass off to keep my mind off of what day it was. I then proceeded to ask for the 14th and 15th of January off. I think I'll be drinking myself into a stupor during that time.
I need to go to Kinkos to get some photos blown up so I can work on my commissions. They're driving me mad.
Gillian and I went to the Green Fest today. We almost didn't stop because it looked tiny. I'm glad we did though, we ate crepes and window shopped. There were some people from Hampton Island there, and we talked a bit about the grand opening of the barn (next week, I'm totally excited!). We're taking King and Cheney down and we're going to hitch them up to the hotel surrey and take them on rides through the island. Totally psyched.
In any case, I'm done with this entry. It's total stream of consciousness and I don't feel like editing it.
It's my journal. I can do things like that.