tinyhobo

Sometimes I feel like I am made of glass. That one wrong move I will shatter. Other days I feel like I am made of sugar, dont get me to hot, or I will melt, sweeter than anything you have ever tried. Then there are days like today. I feel like I am made of a million different wonderful and confusing things. I am overwhelmed.

I could not sleep last night. The stress of having to come to a job I hate was eating at me for most of the night.
I will be working from home this time next year. Hopefully on my site. I just have to keep focusing on that goal, and everything gets a little bit easier.

I shoot on Saturday. I am looking forward to it. I already have my "looks" picked out. This will be my best sets yet.

I made a yumtastic dinner last night. I love the joys of domestic life. I cleaned, and cooked and did all these wonderful things in an empty house yesterday. It brought me such joy.

My brother left. He is so wonderful. He has this laugh it just makes you smile, you can't help it. He is a funny fucking guy, probably one of the funniest people I have met. Brian and I were saying this morning, its like, by making him laugh you have done somethign successful, b/c he is so fucking funny himself.

I hate the word supper. It just bothers me.

I have a project for work this week. Its fucking stupid. I HATE this place. I work with idiots, and my boss is clearly is a moron..whatever. enough of that.

its cold. I need some boobs to keep me warm

I have a crush on about a billion people.

oh shit!! I almost forgot, You guys remember the bartender girl who I gave my number to? She called me Friday!!
We have played phone tag, but it looks promising. She is into girls. thats atleast one of the worries of my chest.
I asked her on a voice mail, Which is weird but I just didnt want to waste her time if she didnt dig girls..well, she does! so yay.

God Im horny today.