July 8th 2001

Wow, lookie there! People are actually looking at my diary! How cute!

So last night, in the wee hours of the morning, I was talking to my old best friend (old as in not really anymore, we haven't talked much over the last 3 or 4 years.) and she got a little perverted on me. She asked to see what I've written lately, so I sent her a story I was working on. She asked if there was anything "spicy" in it, and I was like, not really, but I can send you some stories that do.

Once or twice, I've written some pretty decent porn.

What can I say, I'm a natural born pervert.

So anyway, I send one of the spicier stories and it totally turns her on. Then she asks if I've written any female/female stories.

It's just ironic. Because we sorta have a history. A history of me falling for her when I was like, 15, and she not ever feeling that way, but taking advantage of it anyway. She really hurt me, is what it comes down to. I think part of that ultimately contributed to the downfall of our friendship, but what can you do.

But anyway. It's kinda ackward for me now. She's talking to me a lot and she's being all perverted and she's even engaged. I don't know what she has in mind, but she's being slightly intimidating. She has some kind of power over me sometimes. I haven't seen her since I turned 19, so I don't know if she really has the same power. But I'll shut up about this now.

It's just wierd, life. What comes around, goes around, and I've always found that to be true.

Speaking of old friends, they're playing 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon on the radio. A different old friend of mine and I would play that constantly. She was better than me, but I was pretty good. I know way too much about things like that. Come on, challenge me somebody! Go for it!

I have been advised by an entry in my guestbook not to email Math boy. I happen to agree. I just need to let things go. If something was meant to happen, I'll see him on campus someday. And if he cared, he would have found my email address or something. So now I'll just go find some other math tutor to have a crush on.

This is all I'll say today, since I'm going to go to my dad's with my brother tonight. That should be interesting. I'm sure my dad will be delighted with my brother's newly bleached hair.

Have a good day, yo.

July 8th 2001

So I hear that Robert Blake's attorney, Barry Levin, killed himself in a cemetary. That was considerate of him, wasn't it? Just bring the casket, he's ready!

I seem to be having a steady run of good luck recently.

1. I got a job offer yesterday, kinda. For my field! But it's for the fall, and I don't do well in school when I have a job too. But it's just nice to know.

2. I got really good grades in summer school. Well, I don't know about art yet, but it's either an A or a B, which is good anyway you look at it.

3. I received some money tonight from my dad. That's good, cuz I'm going to a casino on Friday in Lousiana. That sounds like fun to me! Blackjack, look out.

4. 5 minutes after my dad gave me money, I went to Mobil and got a scratch off lottery ticket. Something I do basically everyday. And I won $20.

So.. what's going on? Maybe this is what Ms. Cleo was going to tell me. That something bad is going to happen to offset all the good things.

For those of you who don't know, which is everyone I guess, I love dogs. I wish I could have a million of them. I have a couple by proxy. That is, they aren't mine, but I consider them to be mine because they're in the family.

My dog, who really is mine but lives with my dad right now, his name is Charlie. He is the cutest fucking puppy you've ever seen. I just thought yall should know about my little boy, cuz he rocks your ass.

I would just like to proclaim my love for my boyfriend. I'm going to write a longer entry about him soon, but I just want to say that I love him, and I'm so very glad he's in my life, and I'm going to work hard to make us a good life together.

Now I'm going to burp.

I haven't gotten to watch Vin Diesel be fine yet in Boiler Room cuz I haven't had time. I need to make time for that guy.

I have to take my brother to the airport tommorow, so I have to wake up early. That sucks. But that's okay. He and his boyfriend are so cute, making little kissy noises on the phone and shit. His boyfriend rocks. And he's taking care of his dog while my brother is gone, so that gives him extra points.

If you can't tell, I'm just blabbering now. I have nothing really interesting to say, so I'll shut up now. Have a nice night, folks.