I am frozen! It's cold in Houston this morning, and I want to go back to bed very, very badly, but I'm already at work. I've been recording nutrition lessons all morning-EXCITING! Thank goodness for Merriam Webster's online dictionary with the audio pronunciation guide. I would tell you about all the beautiful new words I'm learning, like phosphatidylcholine, but I forget them as soon as I say them. I'm a sleepy girl on autopilot.
So, the James thing was weird and embarrassing. I had to ask him online last night, instead of over the phone like I had planned (with the aid of my trusty sexed-up voice), and as expected, he said he needed time to think about it. That's the kind of guy he is, which is why I chose him in the first place (what was I thinking again?). Anyways, when I got to work this morning I have a late-night e-mail from him saying he's thought about it and yes! he will help me out and sleep with me. As if it's him doing the favor
I was explicit with him as far as what I want and don't want: no fake romantic sex. I just want all-purpose, utilitarian, forget-your-ex sex. Is that so much to ask? I don't think so.
Last night I had some delicious unagi rolls & ginger ice cream at Miyaki. Their food is decent, but the service SUCKS. Also, the salad is always completely drenched in dressing, which is all mayonnaise-y and gross. Lucky for me the unagi was delicious, with toasted sesame seeds and everything. Mmmm. I think I want to start eating like a normal person again. It's so expensive, though!
Holy FUCK. My ex just called me. I didn't recognize the number, so I answered, but when he spoke I hung up. I wonder what he wants. Probably to make some excuse as to why he can't give me back all my stuff. He has tons of my books and odd things, like my blender and a few t-shirts, and also lots of pictures that I would really be relieved to have in my possession.
I am glad I don't love bad people anymore. I used to believe that no one was inherently "bad" or "good" but had the potential to be either based on the choices he or she made. I'm pretty sure borderline personality qualifies as bad.
Well, it seems everyone is cold, so I'm sending you all big warm hugs and lots of hot chocolate. Keep warm, people


So, the James thing was weird and embarrassing. I had to ask him online last night, instead of over the phone like I had planned (with the aid of my trusty sexed-up voice), and as expected, he said he needed time to think about it. That's the kind of guy he is, which is why I chose him in the first place (what was I thinking again?). Anyways, when I got to work this morning I have a late-night e-mail from him saying he's thought about it and yes! he will help me out and sleep with me. As if it's him doing the favor

Last night I had some delicious unagi rolls & ginger ice cream at Miyaki. Their food is decent, but the service SUCKS. Also, the salad is always completely drenched in dressing, which is all mayonnaise-y and gross. Lucky for me the unagi was delicious, with toasted sesame seeds and everything. Mmmm. I think I want to start eating like a normal person again. It's so expensive, though!
Holy FUCK. My ex just called me. I didn't recognize the number, so I answered, but when he spoke I hung up. I wonder what he wants. Probably to make some excuse as to why he can't give me back all my stuff. He has tons of my books and odd things, like my blender and a few t-shirts, and also lots of pictures that I would really be relieved to have in my possession.

I am glad I don't love bad people anymore. I used to believe that no one was inherently "bad" or "good" but had the potential to be either based on the choices he or she made. I'm pretty sure borderline personality qualifies as bad.
Well, it seems everyone is cold, so I'm sending you all big warm hugs and lots of hot chocolate. Keep warm, people




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I hate it when ex's don't give things back.
I share your
*shakes fists*
i don't think people are ever 'bad' just a level of selfish... and my ex was really selfish. i wish i could have ex sex so i could do something she didn't like...