There’s a disturbance in the force…

I’m debating on whether or not this should be a "friends only" entry.

I’m feeling sorta crazy.

I also feel GIGANTIC and eating is like the last thing I want to do.

No eating disorders please, keep moving along ya bitch.

I was binging on cola’s this weekend.

LIKE BINGE. Like 8 in a row non stop binging.

it was horrible.

I shouldn’t have done that.

but with each *pop* of the cap and the *fizz* of the carbonation something inside of me was calmed.

It made me sick and I felt really horrible.

I had a lot of bad dreams.

That is the end of that binge. I should not do it. anymore.

I was also very bad.

I ate ice cream.

For dinner.

On Saturday.

yeah, bad idea.

I shouldn’t be so crazy.

I also watched Advent Children which really makes me wish I still had the Final Fantasy that my brother let me borrow so I could finish playing it.

Alas, it will never be.

Good movie though. Gotta love Final Fantasy.

I don’t even want to talk about the gym right now. I know I need to go. I know I’m paying for it. I know I’ve only gone once this month and that’s not really acceptable. Ugh.

I almost feel like I’m crashing from a sugar high.

The Hot Russian bugged me all weekend. He really wants to hook up with me. I wish my boyfriend showed as much interest in me as he does… and the compliments … my god. If I didn’t know any better I’d think I was really amazing.

Well I’m just normal, thanks.

but he’s not. He’s damn gorgeous and reallly DAMN gorgeous.

*sigh*

And his penis was crooked. that’s awesome. I love the crooked peen.

Anyway, why am I talking about this?

I think I just need to get laid.

Baboo said he’d come over today, but I don’t think he will.

I really really want him there, I miss him.

I haven’t seen him for almost a week. I was a good girlfriend this weekend and I let him hang out with his "boys" and do whatever and that was that. I didn’t call him a lot or text him a lot and yeah, I think I did well.

but now I want him.

but a secret? A part of me just wants to be alone. I can masturbate and play video games and lay around naked in my room and not have to do anything (besides take care of my  kids).

If Baboo comes over I have to cook and be interesting and keep my clothes on (cuz i’m a giant whale and I don’t want him to see my stupid fat blubbery body) and we might have sex, but I’ll have to work for it almost and…

yeah.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

If I could have it my way I’d be pulled closed and kissed and touched like I meant something more than just the fact that my hole gets wet and you can put stuff in it (that was horrible and crude! ha ha)… cuz that’s how it was before. When I was slutty. I knew it was all about me spreading them and being good at it.

Blah.

I think I’m just feeling really disconnected from Baboo. It could be that we haven’t really been apart for this long in a while.

I need to reconnect and see him and not feel like a giant worthless dollop of daisy (ha ha, sorry, it just came out)… but really.

Right now I don’t feel good enough to be with anyone.

It’s this "cycle of depression" I manifest sometimes.

I’M NOT BI POLAR. ha ha.

Until a few hours from now after I get food in my body (I haven’t eaten more than half a brownie and some orange juice, so mega sugar rush and crash is occuring, but not the good kind of rush!) and then I’m happy and manic and writing about cucumbers talking to me in the form of Larry Boy cartoons and how I long for a slice of pizza with the cheese stretching long and a tall delicious mojito with lots of mint and lime and yeah… yeah… yeah…

Hey that cheered me up!

I really need to learn how to make mojitos at home. talk about drunk bomb.

did I mention I cleaned my house fairly well this weekend? I’d say 80% clean.

I rearranged my kids room and put the air conditioner in there. I need to get a screen on that window… it’s just not cool having the window like that. I might just go buy my own and take it out of my rent if he can’t give me one. I shoudl call my landlord.

stupid landlord sleeze.

I also got my livingroom in order. I hope to get my couch soon!

And I cleaned my bathroom and kitchen and most of my room.
I bought some 2 lb weights (I’m hardcore yo), but I lost one somehow… I’m not sure how… but I can’t find it.

I bet it’s under my bed.

I also think there is a portal to Narnia under my bed.

i’m gonna go do "work"…

I’ve put it off too long.

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May 19, 2009

I think you’re hot hun 😉

May 19, 2009

mojitos are easy to make.. and you get to use stuff to crush it!!

i think you rock. 🙂 /huggles have a good day. and stuff 😀 Chris

May 19, 2009

Oi, you are amazing! It’s pretty shocking that he makes you work for it like that, everyone deserves to feel like they’re worth more than just a source for an orgasm. You deserve to feel loved and cherished, and to have HIM work for it. He shouldn’t make you feel practically slutty, from the sound of it. Mojitos are fine to make, I used to make them when I worked in a club. Two measures of bacardi

May 19, 2009

(which is 50ml here, no idea how to translate that past metric), then add the ice and mint, get something like a fork and mash it all up, then top it up with soda. Lovely!

May 19, 2009

Wait… I think it’s actually one shot, then ice, then the second shot, or it gets stuck at the bottom, sort of. Yeah. Try that.

Sometimes I feel like he doesn’t appreciate how great/funny/unique/pretty you are. I wish he did. 🙁 It makes me a little sad. A lot sad.

May 19, 2009

Hugs honey. You’re damn sexy. Grawr!

haha a portal to narnia. awesome. hope you can cheer up more soon! 🙂

May 19, 2009

do a dollop, do do a dollop. I would think that if a person loved you for you you wouldn’t care if you felt like a big flat blubbery mess.-although i’m pickin up what you’re putting down-there are days where my gut makes me look 6 months pregnant (i wish i were exaggerating) and if Sheri touches me I immediately suck in and pull away. us girls-we are utterly insane

B+
May 19, 2009

Dude… I really want one of those passionate, takes your breath away, stops your heart for a moment, clenches your sopping southern belle, throw out your moralities kind of kiss… Intense. Man… It’s not helped that the girl in the book I am reading is my age and getting all kinds of wicked good sex.

May 19, 2009

Portal to Narnia??

Oh, I was at the alkie store this weekend and saw some premade Mojito mix. It could work?

May 19, 2009

I basically, echo the statement, that, if he truly loved you for you, then you wouldn’t care and be so self-conscious about your weight and how your body looked! And, Him Making You Work For It! Oh, Please! Sex and love making, are supposed to be something, that you do with someone, as an expression of your love for eachother! Not slavery work!

May 19, 2009

Hmmm…Actually…when a man makes a woman, “Work For Sex,” then, that actually constitutes as one of the signs of “Abuse!” And, also, along with the other things as well! (You HAVE to be “interesting” for him that way, in order for him, to even pay any ATTENTION, to you??!! Man…What kind of man, is he!

LOL Its nice to be alone and just get off and play video games, I think everybody wants that every once in a while… I said Hi to you on YIM the other day, I popped on for a sec then left I didn’t know if you got it. I figured you was busy. I am just saying =)

May 19, 2009

You are not ugly or anything…. you are awesome! And some of us guys like the affectionate, cuddly stuff – we just don’t always admit outloud because it’s not all macho and stuff……

May 19, 2009

Going to the gym is a pain in the ass sometimes, but you really just have to force yourself to do it. Once you start going and get your schedule organized, it’s a lot easier. Plus…when I feel blah working out always makes me feel like a hottie.