Sunday, February 24, 2013
Fortunes
I liked the fortunes from last night's dinner cookies:
You are soon going to change your present line of work.
Your heart is pure, and your mind is clear, and sould devout.
You are soon going to change your present line of work.
Your heart is pure, and your mind is clear, and sould devout.
Don't Forget the Condoms
I did some risk taking and asked Old Guy to come over to hangout.
He was down, and asked if he should bring condoms.
I was like, "NO! Why would you?"
And he was like, "ok."
I ask, "Do you still want to come? I don't want you to be disappointed."
He basically said no and I told him nevermind.
What a waste. I was already annoyed with him but now, what a waste.
Condoms to hangout?
I think that I may be so unsuccessful at dating because I don't understand it at its most basic form. I don't know what dating generation I would better fit in to, but I am guessing it is the one where you don't need condoms to watch a movie on Netflix.
He was down, and asked if he should bring condoms.
I was like, "NO! Why would you?"
And he was like, "ok."
I ask, "Do you still want to come? I don't want you to be disappointed."
He basically said no and I told him nevermind.
What a waste. I was already annoyed with him but now, what a waste.
Condoms to hangout?
I think that I may be so unsuccessful at dating because I don't understand it at its most basic form. I don't know what dating generation I would better fit in to, but I am guessing it is the one where you don't need condoms to watch a movie on Netflix.
Sexually Suggestive
I had a meeting with my editor and publisher on Skype.
Midway through the call, my publisher tells my editor to beat it so she can talk to me alone. She said a lot of stuff. She said she didn't want me to get stuck in a box because sometimes people get stuck...That she has never seen my weight...blah blah. This somehow connected to the me allegedly not communicating with my editor well.
Then she went on to say that I needed to have sex to clear my mind. That it would help with my blood pressure.
I told her no thanks, but thanked her for the suggestion and yes, the suggestion was sexual harassment. You have to know her to understand why I am just numbed by the statement and don't care.
Then she went on to ask me what I was waiting for.
My boss suggested I have sex with someone.
Maybe this is not a bad idea. I mean, the typical ways I deal with stress, crying and sleeping, don't work. I am consistently paranoid, tense, and in fear that something really horrible is about to happen.
Just something to consider.
Midway through the call, my publisher tells my editor to beat it so she can talk to me alone. She said a lot of stuff. She said she didn't want me to get stuck in a box because sometimes people get stuck...That she has never seen my weight...blah blah. This somehow connected to the me allegedly not communicating with my editor well.
Then she went on to say that I needed to have sex to clear my mind. That it would help with my blood pressure.
I told her no thanks, but thanked her for the suggestion and yes, the suggestion was sexual harassment. You have to know her to understand why I am just numbed by the statement and don't care.
Then she went on to ask me what I was waiting for.
My boss suggested I have sex with someone.
Maybe this is not a bad idea. I mean, the typical ways I deal with stress, crying and sleeping, don't work. I am consistently paranoid, tense, and in fear that something really horrible is about to happen.
Just something to consider.
Back on the Wagon
Last year I changed my eating habits, started to exercise, saw no results, and resorted back to eating crap.
Apparently, I had lost weight, because people have told me I gained whatever I lost back.
So I am back on the wagon.
I even bought a pair of gym shoes so that I can get on the treadmill instead of swim when I go to the gym.
UGH, this weight thing.
Look, I have to lose. That is just a fact. And it is so strange because I know I have to, but at this point, I feel the prettiest I have ever felt in my life. I don't really feel like changing my appearance. For once, I am excited about my boobs and skin and hair and my overall flyness. But it can't be denied that I have to slim down...significantly. As vein and as stupid as it sounds, I don't want to do anything that could alter my now near perfect appearance, even if it will save my life.
Eye roll. I have issues.
So I now have sneakers. Still have my gym membership. I guess there is no excuse now for why I can't workout.
Major eye roll.
Apparently, I had lost weight, because people have told me I gained whatever I lost back.
So I am back on the wagon.
I even bought a pair of gym shoes so that I can get on the treadmill instead of swim when I go to the gym.
UGH, this weight thing.
Look, I have to lose. That is just a fact. And it is so strange because I know I have to, but at this point, I feel the prettiest I have ever felt in my life. I don't really feel like changing my appearance. For once, I am excited about my boobs and skin and hair and my overall flyness. But it can't be denied that I have to slim down...significantly. As vein and as stupid as it sounds, I don't want to do anything that could alter my now near perfect appearance, even if it will save my life.
Eye roll. I have issues.
So I now have sneakers. Still have my gym membership. I guess there is no excuse now for why I can't workout.
Major eye roll.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Out with Carol
Rihanna - Stay ft. Mikky Ekko
And my obsession with Rihanna continues. Do I look like this in the bathtub?
I doubt it.
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