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| Funny. I keep forgetting I have this other blog. I guess I don't really
need it except that I am a blog whore and I love to have lotsa stuff
online. But what I won't do is join Friendster or anything like it b/c
that's just going too far. After all, a bunch of people I hated in high
school are on sites like that, and if you join them, they'll find you.
Then they'll be like "oh, I wanna add you to my friends list and I'm
going to pretend it's because we were really tight in high school even
though I was a total cunt to you and I'm really just doing it so it
looks like I have a ton of friends when the truth is that everyone has
finally realized what a flake I am.
Bitter? Oh no, not me. 
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| Today, I read my boyfriend's little brother's blog. It's neat. See? | | |
| I'd like to say this on notitles but I can't because he and many of his friends still read the site, but I'm starting to feel extremely bitter toward my most recent ex for all the ways in which I compromised myself during that relationship. It makes me furious. And it's so weird because he never *asked* me to compromise myself, but I did it because when I refused to compromise I was basically shamed. I hate guilt and shame. They're so fucking Catholic. I had forgotten why I left the church. Now I remember. I swear to all that is sacred I will never be in another relationship that causes me to feel insufficient. | | |
| How much do I hate people who hit on you when they know you've got a
boyfriend? Granted, I SOAK UP flirtation, but only when it's obvious to
everyone involved that we're not actually going anywhere with it.
Flirting is fun. But today? This guy I just met who is in town for
quakecon and rooming w/ some of my friends totally followed me around
and shit, even after he saw me hugging sanford and kissing him goodbye
when he had to head home before I did. The guy insisted on walking me
to my car. Again, I appreciate friendship and even shameless
flirtation, but I get annoyed if you're dumb enough to think you're
going to get anywhere with that bullshit. Especially if you're drunk.
By the way, this is my arrogant side you're meeting. Hi!
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| Oh my GAAAAWD I want a cigarette. I want a lot of cigarettes.
Made the mistake of telling someone at work about the other web site...
but she seems pretty cool. I just always worry when a person from work
starts reading the site because, well, I don't really censor myself on
the web site like I would to avoid annoying/offending people at work.
So, I just hope she understands that the two are not meant to mix,
i.e., it's not a good idea to tell Mega Boss Lady about the site.
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