Saturday, November 06, 2004

It seems that we live in a world ripe with possibilities, but with all of these options and opportunities; how do we finally turn off that inherent indecisive gene? Do we simply ignore the alternatives and choose one option or is really possible to have our cake and eat it too?

Take restaurants, for example. There is such a wide variety out there. But be honest, haven't you already narrowed the field down to a chosen few that you really visit often. Movies are another one of these endless oceans of options. We can choose a movie based on the story line or the actors. Don't you have a favorite genre already and an actor you love coupled with a list of the ones you hate.

CSI. Vegas is , by far, the best. I never was able to get into CSI: Miami because I hate David Caruso. Granted, I dont know him personally, but I saw him in an interview once and he was an arrogant "I'm so hot and successful" type. SO, with three helpings of a show that I love, I have reduced the options down to just one.

Men. Now, men are interesting. Well, several of them are. But here, unlike the food and the movies and the soft drinks and the music and clothes, I am utterly indecisive. I can't make a decision to save my life. Love is one area where too many options is a bad thing.... at the time. Date more than one man and you are considered a "cheater" or loose. Marry more than one man and boom - you are a mormon. ;) Deciding where a realtionship exists is a delicate situation as well. How invested are you? Is it casual? Is it more than casual but not quite serious? These terms and definitions are murky at best.

And once you have discovered the state of affairs... how do you decide what you really want? And more than anything.... how to shape your mind and heart around the idea that you might not be cut from the exact cloth you thought you were.

So I am left wondering.... how do you determine if a realtionship exists, how much should you invest in it, and how can you tell if the bank is FDIC insured?

ahhh.... it is late and I am rambling.

I made Crystal prank call Randy with phone sex.... only she misdialed the number and ended up chatting with a very nice fellow named Jeremy. LMFAO. now that was some funny shit.

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Thursday, November 04, 2004

Relationships should be give and take. So here, my friends, is the low down on the 50/50.

50/50 - a relationship where there are equal partners... equal consideration, and of course - equal sacrifice.

*note - this relationship rarely, if ever, exists.

Relationship - a word people like to throw around so they dont look or feel like a whore. No, we are not serious, but we are in a "relationship". If that is the case, my car is about to have an intimate relationship with my mechanic.

Breakup - something that is never good for at least one party involved. These tend to be the end of a "relationship".... however; these can take place when a relationship doesnt really exist. That, my friends, is when a break up is GREAT. See, sometimes, they guy will go all asshole n psycho on you post-"relationship"..... but other times, such as if you "break up" with a fuck buddy, it is just smooth sailing from then on. You eliminate even more strings from a supposedly "no strings attached" relationship.

Please note that I am using quotation marks at every available instance. So, please, when you read this.... make the little quote marks in the air.

And to the only three remaining decent boys in this world: seth, randy, and james - I love yall.

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Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Isn't it funny.... how someone can say something.... maybe it is just one word... or maybe it takes an entire conversation.... and it pisses you off so bad.... and you know you really have no burning desire to talk to him again. For instance, he, oh I dunno - just a shot in the dark here- wants u to conform to his schedule.... and when you cant.... you are a bitch. Or maybe he propositions you for sex and then when you decline... he gets pissy - cause clearly you are just being a bitch. When did the nice guy morph into just another one of the asshole losers of my past? Do I have "Please Treat Me like shit" tattooed on my forehead (and if I did, my forehead would be huge... or either the letters would be in a dainty lil font :) )? Isn't it funny, how one little word. Hell, one little syllable can piss you off.... can open your eyes and make you wake up. "Busy". He is "busy". Well, I hope he gets "busy" masterbating... cause I have the distinct feeling that will be the extent of his sex life. "Busy". I hope he gets busy realizing that he is a dipshit asshole.... or at least he is acting like one. What ever crawled up his ass and died needs to be removed. Ugh. Asshole. Well, dont worry. I got "busy" deleting your number and messages from my phone. So, Crystal, this one is for you - Mr. Small, you are *licks finger and makes an X in the air* dead to me". And I really mean it this time. No more bullshit, no more games... just good bye.... ahh, sometimes... good bye feels so damn good. :)

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Monday, November 01, 2004

"She didn't get any of my pita" -Seth on not giving it up to a homeless woman.






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Sunday, October 31, 2004

I just finished watching "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days". GREAT movie. So good the tenth time you see it.

So - Halloween! Marvelous! I spent last night in Columbia where I spent time with James, Randy, and Seth. I had a great time.

We started out at Dr. Roccos. *Everclear slushies* Beer yay Beer
Seth lept over the concrete ledge and lost his shoe. It was great. Randy stepped on my shoe n pulled my foot out of it... right as we walked past a huge group of black people who told me I was gonna burn in hell in gasoline drawers.... (I was dressed as a nun).

So... fast forward to Jakes.... where we saw a Pedophile Superman and Hurricane Ivan. Fast forward a little more to the Pita Pit and the girl who was like a fairy or something who threw a huge handful of glitter confetti on randy.... and his pita. So damn funny..... I was really drunk at the time though. ... we all were. Nice Nice time.

Seth is too funny. We called Cheezit.... he did not answer... called Cynthia and hit her v-mail too. I forgot how much I missed Randy until I was able to see his ass. He was my perverted counterpart at work.... and I miss that. I dont have that now... no one ro verbally rape in the office. The kid always kept me on my toes.... any quip or comment... he wont let me get away with shit. He is precious - even when covered in gay ass glitter with bloodshit "too much liquor" eyes.

Last night was wonderful. Had a blast. Happy Halloween, all.

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