inara

Late nights followed by early mornings sucks ass.

Come on tomorrow. Days off rule.

I am in desperate need of a massage.

I ♥ contact lenses...and also my new Fendi sunglasses.

Work has been kicking my ass lately. I'm only bartending 4 nights a week, but business has really picked up and it's been 4 nights of running until my legs actually cramp up and quit on me. Also yesterday Paul and I both worked all afternoon shopping and other crap. We also met with his broker about buying another bar. I don't even know how...
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I used to love monsoon season. I loved the lightning, the thunder, listening to the rain, the way the sky looked right before the storm hits. Now I don't get to enjoy any of that. Now monsoon season means waking up to our pool being full of dirt and debris, and spending an entire day cleaning it just trying to get rid of all the...
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David left this morning. I miss him already. We all had such a good time this last week, Paul especially and I am most happiest about that.

If you haven't seen The Island, GO SEE IT. If you already have, then go see Wedding Crashers. That movie is one of the new classics.

"....then later on we can play 'just the tip' just to see...
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Finished Buffy: Chaos Bleeds. Now onto Evil Dead: Fistfull of Boomstick. I've worked up some awesome gamer callouses.

Wow. Yesterday is a blur. Paul's twin brother came into town on Saturday and it's been non-stop ever since. Yesterday we went to the Northstar around the corner from our house for some drinks and OTB. The last thing I remember is doing some car bombs, then asking Paul to take me home because I needed to hurl, then passing out on our bed. The...
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Exhausting week. Turns out firing Nueve incited a chain of bullshit since she's a trifling bitch. Paul fired his mom and step dad because they came home drunk last Saturday night after being out all night drinking with and talking to Nueve, who apparently spewed a whole bunch of lies about us and things that we were "supposedly" saying about them. Rumor has it, Paul's...
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Good news, bad news.

Good news: Paul fired The Hooker (that's our little nickname for Nueve) finally. No more mysteriously low sales on nights when the bar is obviously busy. No more of my half of the tips being stranglely lower than what I coulnted would be my half.

Bad news: I'm now bartending 5 days a week. Sunday days, Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday...
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My head hurts, but not as much as that worthless thing inside my chest.

What does it take to finally be left alone???

What does a girl have to do to finally get the message through???

My ex-boyfriend of nearly six months now (broken up almost as long, maybe longer than we were even together) is STILL sending me "I miss you" "I love you" "I'm thinking of you" text messages in the middle of the night. Consistently since...
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