Let's end these bullshit games. Just end them. This offer expires in 40 years.
The truth is, it would have been fantastic. Deny it if you want, but you're fooling nobody, not even youself.
That seems to be my philosophy for today. Whatever. Nothing else I can do or say. Whatever.
NotHideousGirl is here. She looks cute in her pigtails. I'll see if she'll let me take a picture.
Interview went well. I may need to get fitted for a cowboy hat, though. And
of course I can't sleep, so I'll go to Bearno's and have a sedative.
When did it become a bad thing?
That some people will allow themselves to be force-fed opinions, and they won't believe their own hearts.
With OddlyFamiliarGirl. NotHideousGirl is late. HatGirl isn't coming. Neither is KittenDamsel.
Got caught up on my sleep, so that's good. My schedule is still upside-down,
that's not as good.
I'm at Denny's again.
There are millions of people here.
I like it when I allow myself to get angry. Especially when it's
well-deserved, and more especially when that anger isn't directed at
myself. I should do this more often.
There's a guy here at Rich O's drinking a Samuel Smith Imperial Stout straight out of the bottle.
After a horrendous series of flakes and unflakes, I got to have dinner at
Polly's Freeze with HatGirl. Yay!
McDonald's has these new brownie melt thingies. I could die now they're so good.
It may be time to consider drugs.
Right now, it's not what people think. Right now, it's much more understandable. And much less noble.
I'm in my garage now, drinking a Barfly. It's a little chilly, and I don't like it. The weather, I mean. The chilly Barfly is quite good.
I'd forgotten about the Thursday weirdoes. They suck.
Going there for a while. I think HatGirl is mad at me, so a beer is
I slept three whole hours. Whoop-de-do.
So very tired.