Friday, April 07, 2006

I watched "Girl, Interrupted" tonight. God, I love that movie. It always makes me wonder if I am crazy. Deep down, or maybe even just below the surface, I probably am.

I need some pot. I miss the feeling of being high. A certain therapist says that smoking pot, drinking alochol and cutting are all on par.... you get the same effects... that wonderful little high. So, I say whip out the bottle, a blunt, and a pair of scissors! Let's get this party started lol. JK --but I am gonna drink some alcohol.... beer in the fridge... hmmmmm

Anyway, I am sleepy. It's late enough and I need to get up tomorrow.

Good night, Moon.

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Thursday, April 06, 2006

The meaning of discretion. When one engages in a relationship with someone who has a girlfriend already.... on a small campus where their coupledom is common knowledge... both parties agree to a certain level of discretion. But, I have come to realize that some people may understand the term "discretion" in theory, but not in practice.

For example: When walking across campus, and spotting the chica who rode you like a new showpony while your clueless girlfriend was asleep... do not stare her down like you just saw her picture on America's Most Wanted. That is not discreet.

DO not snap at her friend when friend approaches you. Assume the chica understands discretion and revealed your identity to no one. This just makes you look bipolar - or signals something is amuck.

Do not linger in the parking lot staring up at a window to her room. It makes you look odd, gives you a crick in your neck, and sends off that serial killer vibe.

discretion.... tell no one, act no different, basically pretend it never happened. Now, is that clear?

posted by Ashlyn @ 10:23 PM 0 comments

blogger sucks today. Lalalala.

I am all about sporting the Little House on the Prarie braided pig tails.. which, I admit, is weird.

So last night was weird... very interesting conversations with jack last night... as always. HE purchased like the motherlode of cockrings... which, I swear i dont understand. I mean, WTF? So, one of our conversations got a little heated. He was being an ass and when I snapped back at him he said "you have issues that you are projecting on me". ha! So, I - also took the low road, which is the one we usually take and I made small penis jokes and told him all his exes deserved Golden Globes in the best fake orgasm category. See... that is the kind of sense of humor we have.... we appreciate the really mean shit.

anyway Jack told me to buck up if his weekend plans didnt work out.... I told him that I am not a fan of being on the back burner, so it is never gonna happen. TO which - he replies... best answer ever ... but it still wont work lol. "nah, baby, you are not on the back burner. you are like a crock pot. i got you on simmer..." hillarious. but no.

So speaking of weird... I saw Bobby last night on several occassions. I was outside smoking on the steps... talking to Jack-ass and then again when i was walking out front to talk to jack and smoke.... it was odd... havent seen him in quite a while. Still cute though - could have raped him right there in the hallway. ;) Oh,,, dirty thoughts lol.

anyway - I'm off.

posted by Ashlyn @ 12:15 PM 0 comments