sweetnepenthe

i was gonna post this rant i typed up yesterday. but i don't feel like it. i'm too happy right now for a sad post.
last night a little after midnight, HE called me. He was totally wasted.... and I still came over. Why? Because I am a nice person, and he wanted to "hang out", so I was like, why not? his idea of hanging out was going up to his bedroom the moment i walked in the door. i was like... sorry but i'm not fucking around with you anymore. i'm sick of it. so we just put in a dvd and had a friendly cuddle session that lasted until 7:30 this morning. no kissing, no making out, and most importantly, NO SEX! i'm pretty fucking proud of myself for standing up to him like that. and i'm really glad he wasn't an asshole about it.

i found out today that I will be starting my new treatment within the next week or so. i get it mailed to me, so it's just a matter of the package getting here. i have to go to the doctor to learn how to do the self-injections. i hear they aren't too bad.. but poking myself with a needle can't be fun! hehe nevertheless, i'm excited to start the new treatment.

i'm going on a road trip next weekend. i'm really excited but nervous as fuck because i'm meeting soemone for the first time. i always make the WORST first impressions.... so wish me luck that i don't fuck up another one.

my newest sleeping buddy (courtesy of LustEye )