as soon as i get enough money to spend on something really ridiculous, i'm going to get whatever plastic surgery there is to make the tip of my nose not move up and down when i talk. when it's all downward-pointing, i look like a witch. and i might just get the big bump i have in my nose [from breaking it playing red rover in the 9th grade] smoothed out while i'm at it. i kinda hate my chin too, but i keep telling myself it's a sign of good breeding.
i'm drunk. glenn found a really good spanish white wine. apparently it was inexpensive. naia 2005. it tastes kinda new zealand-y, but it's some undisclosed blend. yarr. i'm going to take klonopin and lay around feeling awesome. i wish i had yarn that i liked so i could mindlessly knit. ALAS! maybe i'll have sex. actually, i doubt it. if i've been bored with sex for over a year, does that mean i'll be bored with it for the rest of my life? i only have sex, like, once a month. [if that.] seriously. it's weird. i started taking welbutrin because i thought it would make me want to do it, but no such luck. all it did was make me a raging sociopath for two months.
what other embarrassing things can i tell you while i'm too intoxicated to know better? hmm. now that i'm LOOKING for embarrassing things, i can't think of any.
oh. here's something really lame: i would move back to pittsburgh if i could buy a huge old beautiful house here. the real estate is so inexpensive. but i would never raise my kids here. it's culturally bereft and sooo racially segregated.
my shrink is pressuring me to go back to pre-med. it's so cute that all my shrinks are so adamant that i become a doctor. i think i might make a good lawyer too, but i imagine the coursework to be very boring. my friends want me to go into marketing. i need to take one of those "what color is your parachute" tests.
i'm drunk. glenn found a really good spanish white wine. apparently it was inexpensive. naia 2005. it tastes kinda new zealand-y, but it's some undisclosed blend. yarr. i'm going to take klonopin and lay around feeling awesome. i wish i had yarn that i liked so i could mindlessly knit. ALAS! maybe i'll have sex. actually, i doubt it. if i've been bored with sex for over a year, does that mean i'll be bored with it for the rest of my life? i only have sex, like, once a month. [if that.] seriously. it's weird. i started taking welbutrin because i thought it would make me want to do it, but no such luck. all it did was make me a raging sociopath for two months.
what other embarrassing things can i tell you while i'm too intoxicated to know better? hmm. now that i'm LOOKING for embarrassing things, i can't think of any.
oh. here's something really lame: i would move back to pittsburgh if i could buy a huge old beautiful house here. the real estate is so inexpensive. but i would never raise my kids here. it's culturally bereft and sooo racially segregated.
my shrink is pressuring me to go back to pre-med. it's so cute that all my shrinks are so adamant that i become a doctor. i think i might make a good lawyer too, but i imagine the coursework to be very boring. my friends want me to go into marketing. i need to take one of those "what color is your parachute" tests.
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le chiffre is very cuddly it seems, but i can't stop laughing at those bloody tears.