I made him stand outside the bathroom before we went to bed... and I debated on putting both the tv's in the hallway OUTSIDE the apartment before I went to bed. The best is when we get people who are confused and really nasty. It's probably not the best thing for me to be listening to at the moment. I'm sick to fucking death of inviting people to do shit, because the majority of the time they either say no or they say yes and then punk out at the last fucking minute. Sunday we had dim sum and then hit up the Farmers Market in Hillcrestablished Sunshine, people all about, and wonderful colors and things to look at!

This one falls into the latter category. So that certainly turned what was supposed to be a restful afternoon into a fairly stressful timespan, for then and till I calmed down. But that's not the point- the point is, it was all *fall* stuff- cold weather clothes! I'll try to remember all I did in the last week... Now, I stay up that late all the time, but this is a 54-year-old famous guy we're talking about. I was slightly disappointed, but I thought that it was no big deal because it was a busy time of year for all of us and he was probably preoccupied with stuff. I guess because I realize that we want totally different things and though the times we have together are amazing, we can't both be happy. Some would call me really skinny, but I don't like that term because it sometimes gives an impression of being anorexic person, which I definitely am not. What was the significance of that? I teared up again when I told him about my dad and Stuart, just because of what happened earlier, and sometimes I do that. I curiously wondered if this person had a diary because they had actually complimented me..... and it sounded like a guy, guys usually are scared of me, or find me apalling.

Seriously, the trunk of our van was stuffed to the top of my mom's head, one seat was folded up, plus all floor space in the van was taken up by stuff piled high. Whatever happended to the original stuff huh? I mean, the current No. I mean, that's what Matt thinks? Please tell me that someone understands what I'm trying to say here! And someone came by my grandma's house the next morning and told us that someone was driving down the road that night and fell asleep, lost control and ran into the pole and knocked all the power out on the whole street, and that noise we heard was that person hunched on over the horn of the car knocked unconscious. And while all this was going on we heard a noise like someone was just constantly pressing on the carhorn of a car. Because the laws of human nature and mother nature and the natural order of the universe dictates the rules of male and female relationships, right? So, I think our subconsciouses realize that we are male and female, and that we shouldn't even talk or interact in any other way until we get it on.

Notice how I haven't talked about my dick? I got in his car, he asked if I knew how to get where we were going, I said yes, we drove around the block and nearly ran into a downed tree, turned around, went back the way he'd come, and were on our way. After golfing we drove around to Williams Bay, Elkhorn and did some shopping in Lake Geneva. Then she started talking about how it felt when he sucked her clitoris into his mouth and how wonderful his tongue felt as it danced on her clit. Born 27 weeks into her mother's pregnancy, she weighed just 9.9 ounces, less than any surviving baby in medical history. The funniest thing in the WORLD is a kid ripping open a fistfull of pixie sticks, dumping them in her mouth and then doing flips and cartwheels while screaming like a wild animal for the remainder of the festivities. I'd rather fucking give them back the $2,000 and take it out of my RRSP and deal with the government at the end of the year than hear another lecture from her. We almost had to beg her for more drinks, and my mom had to wait 20 minutes to pay the bill! I was able to talk and talk to her about Nicole and she listened so freely. Sweet guy though, I hadn't really thought it was a bad sign since I really hadn't had time to think about it.

Jurassic 5, Mos Def, Genelec & Memphis. In fact, he might be the worst ever for me. I just wanted to thank you for the very kind note you left in my journal. Thanks for the note! Hey~ Thanks for the note, it was really nice. Thanks for the note, hope you have a good night. We cabbed it to the Met, and along the way I just took in the city. Thankfully I was also a fast learner, and found out quickly what my limitations were in regards to the rest of society, and I never missed a opportunity to test them. From what little I know about the past, there was a great blizzard in the winter of '78 forcing many bored husbands and wives to stay indoors and inevitably have sex to relive said boredom. Sex and the City tonight sucked.

The guestbook is free for both Diaryland and non-Diaryland users to leave me a little message. I don't check my guestbook or notes everyday, but I do check my e-mail very regularly so you're more likely to receive a quick response if you e-mail me. This is where Diaryland users can give me comments, feedback or let me know if they are using any of my templates. I have to give credit to certain sites/programmes which I make use of to do the templates. Tired of waiting for me to update? This is where Diaryland users can give me comments, feedback or let me know if they are using any of my templates. So we drove home and then went to her hotel where she and my grandmother were going to stay. This is a damn shame, too, because I waited for Lindsay to log on and I never saw her. I would have to admit how lonely I am, how scared, and how I want to be able to break down, cry, and have her reassure me that it is all going to be OK. Sure, I know I want the Unauthorized Biography of Lemony Snicket or for my phone to be connected, but I don't know what I want. I'm used to people who don't want to deal with the hard things... Personality-wise, for two people who are supposedly speaking different languages, I spend a lot of time feeling like she understands me pretty well. That class was hell on earth, taught by the woman who called me Carol for the entire four years she knew me.

All of a sudden, around 6 PM, a band started playing. Kennedy, because I had this awful crush on him all through my sophomore year of high school. I chose the viola because in 6th grade, there was a day at school where we chose if we wanted to join the band or the orchestra. I remembered the conversation my mom and I had back in July when Dad told me they were going through with the divorce. Anyway, back in my world, the grinding bullshit that my boss was putting me through was finally starting to wear my nerves thin. I'm in the Bill Hicks camp with the drug business. When the waitress came back to the table with the food, Jamie told her to take it back and make it to go. Kourtnee told the waitress that we were waiting for someone. So I'll take back the hard toed boots I bought and get my money back and find somewhere else to volunteer. I'm sure the parents around me thought I was nuts, but how can you resist Josh Groban? Ive lost my copy of the Adults Handbook to Widely Approved and Cool Ways of Having Fun. Hey I am having a bonfire at my house friday and i wanted to see if you wanted to come. And afterwards we are going to a birthday party of a guy we dont even really know. I actually wanted to go to a big flea market tomorrow which takes place every saturday, but I didnt find anyone to come with me. Only come to find that not even a month and a half after the legal papers went through he's still issuing emotional blows.

The truth is I'm really excited about starting this program, my classes, and the research I'll be helping out with. Today kind of sucked, I started falling asleep in each one of my classes. The pain started on my upper arm, and went up to my neck. After an hour or so the meds started to work but it didn't help much. She started having an online affair with some guy in Montana. Then it only got worse and went up to my head. Yesterday for my Lady Lunch, I made a turkey and provolone sandwich with cucumbers on pumpernickel bread lathered with the Wasabi Mustard and a side of cold red seedless grapes? Anyway, my current obsession is The Wasabi Mustard. Yesterday day I was walking into school and Mr. Anyone on the terror watch list is put into solitary confinement immediately.

Also has a funny story to tell. Christinecgb: It's a very titillating story - were you trying to be erotic? Christinecgb: I think I'll put the kettle on. Then later I decided to post it to the CJ/Toby list - because I think it's really a CJ/Toby story as much as anything - and the reaction there was quite different. She died a few days later. Each time, the negative energy I was trying to purge, instead, became more intense and inflamed. I've been lowering and lowering and lowering the quality of my work, trying for a C. Later in the morning, I found her laying in the middle of the gym floor, shoeless, while kids ran around her and balls bounced precariously close to her head. And then I fucked her, spanking her quickly chilling ass while I looked around the parking lot at the truckers who more and more often were looking our way. You don't like the way your life's going, you don't like the way you are in the world, anything around you, you can check out anytime you like. So then he says he cant talk right now and goes on about all females and I say whatever and we get off the phone. The only difference is that i gave in and i had to do things that i didn't want to do, like listen to them talk when i didn't exactly have the time of day. Its hard to judge the... pro's and con's or whatever you would call them with those two. I've been sleeping too much, so I feel dull and lethargic most of the time, so I'm trying to do things with myself. At the time, sales were down and Chander was spending money like a drunken sailor on new equipment and other things.

Also, Foxy and I have worked things out. And really, if she'd realized that she wanted to go in a different direction, it still wouldn't have been something I could hold against her. God, she really cheered me up. So, she wanted to go take it back. Another part of me says she doesn't need to hear it because what good would it do? We kissed briefly, and then it was time for me to take Max home. Lets take a moment of silence, shall we? Like i know i need to say something any thing cause what if i never see that person ever again like how would i feel.