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Look! Just a warning...I have changed a lot. I was reading a bunch of my older entries last night and I realized how much more...fresh I sounded. Not that what I wrote about was new and amazing and totally out there, but I wrote like I still had so much to see and do and I was young and knew it. Now I sound like a bitter old hag who uses Jim Beam as mouthwash and doesn't spit it out. A dozen times a day. I've seen all I've wanted. No more, please. That's not necassarily what I believe, but it's in me somewhere. The past year and a half has done something to my blood (besides raise its alcohol level) and I'm not sure some of the people who used to read me will like it. I'm a changed woman, fuckers. And oh so much more melodramatic. Enough of that shit. I'm probably the only one who notices a difference and that's cool. I'll just never ever mention it again, OK? So. How are things? Good? Good. I have 2 cigarettes left before I have to go to the corner store to get more. So this will be a 2 cigarette entry. 1) I moved. Again. Three times in just over a year. I fucking scored a sweet yellow house on the beach in a town I shall call Tourist-A-Go-Go. I am so very happy here and the fact that one paycheck covers rent makes me drool gleefully. Also, I have several cactii up front and they are FLOURISHING. And! The kicthen is vagina-pink. Something to think about if I ever cook for you. 2) I am still fucking a hippy and we are still in love. Yes, it is still gross. I accidentally listened to Phish last week. It was harsh. I cried. 3) I also still live with a weasel except her new name is Shitbeast or just HEY! STOP SHITTING ON THE FLOOR! for short. We also found out that "she" is actually a "he" but the damage is done. Guess that wasn't a weasel belly-button after all. Poor Belly-Button Penis. 4) That stuff wasn't really New For You. Sorry. 5) I got a new tattoo! On my wrist! No! The other wrist! It's a marigold. 6) I saw the Boss for the THIRD FUCKING TIME a month or so ago. I shit on the word "cool". I AM STELLAR!!! 6) God. Shut the fuck up, Molly. OK. (PS: I no longer have a spellcheck. Mock me at your convienence. Hee. Forever 23, my ass - 01.25.06 P-Nutz - 01.20.06 My nose hurts - 01.16.06 And really bad eggs - 01.13.06 I ain't no Alex Trebek - 01.11.06 � |
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