First of all, I have to send mucho love to Zyon for always making my days infinitely better! I heart him!
Now back to the regularly scheduled programming....
Tomorrow (or today, since it's after midnight EST) begins my real search for employment. Wish me luck. I will be armed with my resume and I will be handing those bitches out like flyers. I don't really want to do an office job right now, though. I'd like to really concentrate on school and my art (all of it: the poetry, the photography, the digital crap, the painting, the drawing) and do some responsibility-less work in the daytime/nightime like work in the bookstore. I am tired of living and not having any fun. I want to experience things. I am tired of blaming everything on money. I want to LIVE....
(topic change)
I feel like I am living a double life sometimes. I have a boyfriend and things seem to be looking up (for once). I seriously thought I was going to have to cut him off a few months ago, but since then, he has been really decent. The problem is that I fantasize about being single again...OR I fantasize about dating women....But then I imagine myself being his wife!!! Um, yeah, this DOES suck pretty bad. I have NO balls (you know what i mean) when it comes to talking to girlies anyway, so that's kind of a moot point. I am so sick of doing the internet flirting thing! On this site, girls exchange flirty and sexual banter even when they are really really straight, so I tend to blow that shit off. Other sites don't really have the kind of chicks that I am into. I like girls who look sexy in skirts and heels AND in sweatpants and timberlands. I like girls who like music I've never heard of and do funny shit with their hair and makeup. I like girls who are artists or hang out in the bookstore. I like tough/sensitive girls who like mushy shit AND get all huffy with me for not knowing that Carl Malone doesn't play for the Utah Jazz anymore. Is that so much to ask?
Seriously, can someone just find me that girl and then I can take her out to drink a caramel machiato, a killians, or some appletinis and ask her what she dreams about and what her eyes have seen? I promise i'll hold off on the scalp massages and till later!
In other news, I am on a fucking diet (yes, again). Cross your fingers, three times is a charm! (or defeated walk back to the dugout)
Now back to the regularly scheduled programming....
Tomorrow (or today, since it's after midnight EST) begins my real search for employment. Wish me luck. I will be armed with my resume and I will be handing those bitches out like flyers. I don't really want to do an office job right now, though. I'd like to really concentrate on school and my art (all of it: the poetry, the photography, the digital crap, the painting, the drawing) and do some responsibility-less work in the daytime/nightime like work in the bookstore. I am tired of living and not having any fun. I want to experience things. I am tired of blaming everything on money. I want to LIVE....
(topic change)
I feel like I am living a double life sometimes. I have a boyfriend and things seem to be looking up (for once). I seriously thought I was going to have to cut him off a few months ago, but since then, he has been really decent. The problem is that I fantasize about being single again...OR I fantasize about dating women....But then I imagine myself being his wife!!! Um, yeah, this DOES suck pretty bad. I have NO balls (you know what i mean) when it comes to talking to girlies anyway, so that's kind of a moot point. I am so sick of doing the internet flirting thing! On this site, girls exchange flirty and sexual banter even when they are really really straight, so I tend to blow that shit off. Other sites don't really have the kind of chicks that I am into. I like girls who look sexy in skirts and heels AND in sweatpants and timberlands. I like girls who like music I've never heard of and do funny shit with their hair and makeup. I like girls who are artists or hang out in the bookstore. I like tough/sensitive girls who like mushy shit AND get all huffy with me for not knowing that Carl Malone doesn't play for the Utah Jazz anymore. Is that so much to ask?
Seriously, can someone just find me that girl and then I can take her out to drink a caramel machiato, a killians, or some appletinis and ask her what she dreams about and what her eyes have seen? I promise i'll hold off on the scalp massages and till later!
In other news, I am on a fucking diet (yes, again). Cross your fingers, three times is a charm! (or defeated walk back to the dugout)
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and thanks for the compliment. you do my little beater good.
-pb
If didn't have my eyes already set on another, you'd be exactly the kind of girl I'd pursue.