foxfyre819

ugh! reeling from the late night of drinking and flirting my ass off.
i did get a chick in my bed! but she's only a friend, so no hanky panky.
heh.
i went to the fire house with wendy, quintin, and eric. had a pretty good time there, but i saw john, the ex. luckily though, he didn't see me.

see, we had been dating for 6 years. there was always something off in the relationship, but neither one of us wanted to acknowledge it. but i just couldn't deny it anymore, and i was getting all resentful and abusive. had to leave. that's not me. besides, he's happy with stagnation. i die slowly with it.
ANYWAYS! i called kristopher last night. i think i gave him a little what for. don't really remember everything i said or how i said it. i remember saying pussy quite a few times, and asking him when he was coming home to fuck me. don't really remember much else except for the feeling that whatever else i did say was heavily laced with the "you think you got me figured out, but i'm gonna show you, muthahfahkah" tone.
heh... i amuse me.
so now, i'm all dehydrated, feeling crampy and yuck. got shit to do around the house, but if this doesn't quit soon, i'm gonna be a very unhappy little girl.
my best friend's in labor. i'm gonna be a fairy godmother soon! but she said she'd call me when she needs me, so i'm just sitting here waiting........being crampy.