time for another one of laura-belle's random point-form updates.
back on the pill again. after the last little scare, i said enough! so i broke down and saw my doctor. i feel much better. i haven't even been on it for a week, and i think my jugs are already getting bigger. i'm not sure how i feel about this. i mean, i've always wanted big tits, but lately i've just started enjoying the perks (pun definitely intended) of having little cupcake sized titties. the last time i was on the pill, i gained a noticeable amount of weight, but it all went to my cans and my ass, so i actually looked pretty smokin'. i told the boy this, and he got this look on his face that looked like i had handed him a pie filled with winning lottery tickets.
i'm seriously thinking about going vegan. lately, whenever i eat dairy, i feel really gross and mucusy. plus, the whole dairy industry really disgusts me in general. (what makes it ok to drink cow milk as opposed to, say dog milk? you're still drinking another species milk.
) i've recently read the book "vegan freak" which i would recommend to anyone who is thinking about becoming vegetarian or vegan. it has a lot of helpful advice like: where to find good vegan food/recipes, what to look for when buying food in the grocery stores, tasty/passable vegan alternatives to your meat/dairy favourites, and even how to deal with dumbasses who ask questions like "do you eat, lke twigs and shit?" there's a whole host of books that i want to read so that i will be able to do this in a healthy and ethical fashion. plus i have a close friend who is vegan (and super healthy!) who will be more than happy to help me out.
i seem to spend a lot of time with boys lately. i spent the weekend with my boy at one of his friends' parents' place. i was up to my neck in testosterone. not that i'm complaining, cuz a lot of the time i would rather spend time with boy-types. y'know, drinking, cursing, off-roading, setting things on fire, watching porn, etc. but i feel like lately i've been neglecting my girlfriends. i think sometime soon, a girlie sleepover is in order. with margaritas, toenail polish and pillowfights in our panties. (just kidding about that last part. i just threw that in there for the guys.
)
i'm becoming hooked on horrible tv that i would make fun of other people for watching. i won't tell you what said shows are cuz i'm honestly supa embarassed. but goddamn, if reality tv isn't entertaining sometimes.
hopefully soon i'll be shooting a practice set of sorts with the lovely rpg. i'm actually kind of excited at the whole prospect. and hopefully Asthenia will be able to tag along to be the assistant/lookout/eyecandy for my very first shoot. plus, it'll be nice to have someone to oggle.
BecomingX, i miss you. you should just blow off work and come visit me now. we could start drinking at noon and hang out in my front yard in the sprinkler, eating watermelon and spitting seeds at the uggos. c'mon...you know you wanna!
i need a big tall glass of water. i'm bored. i think i'm done.
(i need to find a better way of ending my journals instead of abruptly ending them like i'm trying to end a conversation with someone who has horrible b.o. any suggestions?)
back on the pill again. after the last little scare, i said enough! so i broke down and saw my doctor. i feel much better. i haven't even been on it for a week, and i think my jugs are already getting bigger. i'm not sure how i feel about this. i mean, i've always wanted big tits, but lately i've just started enjoying the perks (pun definitely intended) of having little cupcake sized titties. the last time i was on the pill, i gained a noticeable amount of weight, but it all went to my cans and my ass, so i actually looked pretty smokin'. i told the boy this, and he got this look on his face that looked like i had handed him a pie filled with winning lottery tickets.
i'm seriously thinking about going vegan. lately, whenever i eat dairy, i feel really gross and mucusy. plus, the whole dairy industry really disgusts me in general. (what makes it ok to drink cow milk as opposed to, say dog milk? you're still drinking another species milk.
) i've recently read the book "vegan freak" which i would recommend to anyone who is thinking about becoming vegetarian or vegan. it has a lot of helpful advice like: where to find good vegan food/recipes, what to look for when buying food in the grocery stores, tasty/passable vegan alternatives to your meat/dairy favourites, and even how to deal with dumbasses who ask questions like "do you eat, lke twigs and shit?" there's a whole host of books that i want to read so that i will be able to do this in a healthy and ethical fashion. plus i have a close friend who is vegan (and super healthy!) who will be more than happy to help me out. i seem to spend a lot of time with boys lately. i spent the weekend with my boy at one of his friends' parents' place. i was up to my neck in testosterone. not that i'm complaining, cuz a lot of the time i would rather spend time with boy-types. y'know, drinking, cursing, off-roading, setting things on fire, watching porn, etc. but i feel like lately i've been neglecting my girlfriends. i think sometime soon, a girlie sleepover is in order. with margaritas, toenail polish and pillowfights in our panties. (just kidding about that last part. i just threw that in there for the guys.
)i'm becoming hooked on horrible tv that i would make fun of other people for watching. i won't tell you what said shows are cuz i'm honestly supa embarassed. but goddamn, if reality tv isn't entertaining sometimes.
hopefully soon i'll be shooting a practice set of sorts with the lovely rpg. i'm actually kind of excited at the whole prospect. and hopefully Asthenia will be able to tag along to be the assistant/lookout/eyecandy for my very first shoot. plus, it'll be nice to have someone to oggle.
BecomingX, i miss you. you should just blow off work and come visit me now. we could start drinking at noon and hang out in my front yard in the sprinkler, eating watermelon and spitting seeds at the uggos. c'mon...you know you wanna!
i need a big tall glass of water. i'm bored. i think i'm done.
(i need to find a better way of ending my journals instead of abruptly ending them like i'm trying to end a conversation with someone who has horrible b.o. any suggestions?)
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why don't you make up some sort of signature that is uniquely your own?
I knew a girl from Saskatoon...she entered my life, turned me on, thrilled me to no end, then slowly floated out of the picture. I miss her. Seems like Kasara was from Saskatoon, as well.
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