delores

on thursday night i talked to arctcknight for like three hours. that was really nice (until the very end), just like the old days.
he told me that he's going to take me to the SG burlesque for my birthday on the 30th (at this point i dont know whether it's going to be worth it though. we'll see)
saw him very briefly on friday afternoon. *sigh* i hate this. there's nothing i want more in the whole world then for things to be as they were.


of course i worked all weekend. today seemed to be asshole day.
yesterday i got bitched at by my manager for just running to the vending machine to get a bottle of water.

since i know i wont get what i really want for my birthday (as there is only one person who can give it to me), here are some more ideas for some material items that might distract me from the hellish relality that is my life:


Man Ray's Montparnasse


500 Self-Portraits


Bitches, Bimbos, and Ballbreakers: The Guerrilla Girls' Illustrated Guide to Female Stereotypes


The Guerrilla Girls' Bedside Companion to the History of Western Art


Women & Art: Contested Territory by Judy Chicago


Golden Girls: The Complete First Season


Roseanne: The Complete First Season

and of course i wouldn't mind some sex either. i'm going on 5 months here

p.s. i have a crush on Mariska Hargitay