Do I get my lap dance now?
2001-11-15 06:33:57 (UTC)

I don't ask a lot.

So I still haven't broken up with the poor boy, but we've
fizzled. Like we ever got beyond a fizzle. I want Friday
to be right now so I can stare longingly at Andrew the bus
boy. I'll just stare though, because he respects women.
Dammit. Who came up with that stupid concept, anyway?
Look at me! I'm a peice of meat!! Don't respect me, fuck
me! I need to make that into a political statement. Watch
out for it.

It's commonly cold in my house, and I don't appreciate it.
And the light in my bedroom is burned out. I can't afford
heat, I can't afford light bulbs. At least I have my body
fat. I want to be on a desert island right now. With a
boy. Who isn't George. And I want some coffee. And I
want a decent tile cleaner. And a nap.

Current mood: dissatisfied.
Current music: Huey Lewis and the News - Working For A
Current advice: Eat oatmeal because it lowers your cholesterol or