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2003-03-11 - 8:50 p.m. Diet pills are not good. I took some Xedidrine (sp?) today...2 in the morning, whereas before, I was taking 1 in the morning. Whoa nelly. I keep forgetting what day it is. I went to tan & told the girl I needed a appointment for tomorrow...Wednesday? she said. No, I said, tomorrow. She said that is Wednesday. But I know I am going to sleep well tonight. Josh called today. I was surprised to hear from him, b.c. he has been in the field for 2 days. He called & we talked for a little over an hour. We laughed & talked about new things. I love finding out new things about him. It's like a discovery. I learned that he is a good joke teller. I learned that he likes to say that things are gay. That I don't understand. How can something be gay? People are gay. You can ACT gay. But can someTHING be gay? I said I was buying Deftones: Live in Hawaii, he said that was gay. I told him a joke, he said my joke was gay. He even said my car (Honda Civic) was gay. I know it's just a figure of speech, but saying EVERYTHING is gay is, well....gay. He told me he read my letter 4 times already. Aw. I want a new tattoo or a piercing. I am leaning towards the tattoo. But I want my nipples pierced too. I have had my tounge done & hated it. Stupid. And getting your navel done is gay. (haha) Not really GAY but you know, done to death? Plus I don't wear hooch clothes to show it off. Of course, that wouldn't be the point. I am thinking, & don't tell anyone, but I am thinking about getting my _ _ _ _ pierced. I will not say it; take a guess. But do you think that would be trashy? It's not like I would show it off. The problem would be getting someone to do it. I would feel ex. uncomfortable spread eagle on a table w/ a man (or woman) felling on the goods. But it's sorta sexy, you know? Kinda DANGEROUS. I have got to do something edgy. Something off the wall. Something not me. If I get a tattoo, it will not be some fairy, angel wings, roses or any other type of flower, a butterfly, something tribal, or "mom". I want something ME. Something new. I don't even have a location picked out. No ankles. Blah. Michelle got let go @ work today. I didn't want to say anything, b.c. I have been crying all day. That's all I am going to say about that. That's a part of my life I didn't want to end.
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