So know the old blog is back and available....so sad, which one do I prefer, which one is gayer? It's a big gay tie. I guess I'm just gonna link from new to old, but I can't imagine I'm the only one with this issue.
So to my future boyfriend, who ever you are, SCG or yet to be known, a few things I feel I need to get off my chest.
1. You should plan on calling me everyday, just hey, not a lot of time. Maybe every other day. Please know special circumstance will apply to each of us.
2. I have a lot to offer, please be willing to receive it.
3. Please have a lot to offer
4. Basically I want to give a fuck about someone, and I want to know that someone gives a fuck about me. Simple. Sound OK?
5. Please don't make me go >30 days with out sex. It's not good for anyone
6. I promise I will think you're awesome and tell you, could you please let me know the same? (see #1-simple call lets me know)
7. whatever
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Saturday, September 20, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
bitter party of 1
I am still bitter about the blog situation. WTF!!! 3 days to recover it? What if it was generating revenue? Just cause no one reads it doesn't mean I don't need it! Whatever, me and my 2nd rate blog will live happily ever after, just watch.
I saw Stevie Nicks today, which was helpful, I was a big cry baby. Which I didn't like since last week I was all high on crime after meeting super cute guy. Who said on Sunday (technically, but Saturday night my time) that he would call in a few days, so I cried about it. Not just him but being lonely, being alone, no one giving a fuck, but hopefully I left some of that there. A few people txtd to see how I was after sending Keith off, which feels like some one might give a fuck, although not exactly what I had in mind. I just feel sad. I don't want to be hopeless and old and watching Spongebob every night of the week. How am I supposed to meet someone?Dood I hate this fucking conversation. I've been having it for 6 months. Anyway....stiff upper lip time, glass of wine time, please let me sleep tonight time.
I saw Stevie Nicks today, which was helpful, I was a big cry baby. Which I didn't like since last week I was all high on crime after meeting super cute guy. Who said on Sunday (technically, but Saturday night my time) that he would call in a few days, so I cried about it. Not just him but being lonely, being alone, no one giving a fuck, but hopefully I left some of that there. A few people txtd to see how I was after sending Keith off, which feels like some one might give a fuck, although not exactly what I had in mind. I just feel sad. I don't want to be hopeless and old and watching Spongebob every night of the week. How am I supposed to meet someone?Dood I hate this fucking conversation. I've been having it for 6 months. Anyway....stiff upper lip time, glass of wine time, please let me sleep tonight time.
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