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I have another mouse. Stupid mouse.

I got a phone number on Saturday, gave him my number too. He was effing HOT. Two Ts even: HOTT. And he tipped very well, and gave me hugs. haha. My baby daddy (the guy who adopted my pitbull) was at the lounge Friday. I think he was trying to ask me out, but I kept steering him back to the doggy. haha. He commented on My Space the next morning. P told me he was obsessed with me that night. Yeah, I looked good, but. . . She told him that I joked about marrying him to get my dogga back.

I really like this new weekend job. I made over two hundred dollars just by running drinks and flirting. Fuck yeah. And I get a LOT of compliments, which never hurts.

I'm getting bored with the blond hair. I don't think y'all have seen it. But it's not the color that's in my pic there. I need to bring back that color. It looked nice.

I used some of my bonus work money to buy an outift for my date next weekend. Oh yeah. . . My soldier is coming to see me sometime over the long weekend. :-D Like I really need any clothes. . . But I want to make him squirm. He made me wait this long to actually visit, I'm going to make him sweat on the other side of the dinner table. I needed new clothes anyway. I've lost two sizes. I'm a bony little thing now. Can't wait to take some noodz for y'all.

I'll try to get a pic of me in my skinny jeans, totally fucking hot black sweater and little red ballet flats. So francy.

I need to read my Nietzsche for class tonight. Blech.

Lunchtime too. Gotta love some PB&J.



Qs:

Do you go numba 2 in public bathrooms?

What's your favorite smell?

Do you read stuff like TheSuperficial.com or tabloid shit like that?

What's the best thing to put on pizza?

Ever had multiple partners in one night/event?