And now I’m fairly certain that the dreamy vegetarian is blowing off our plans for tonight. Plans that were his idea. That he talked about a lot on Monday. Taco truck, here I come…
And now I’m fairly certain that the dreamy vegetarian is blowing off our plans for tonight. Plans that were his idea. That he talked about a lot on Monday. Taco truck, here I come…
I’ve met someone who has everything I’m looking for. Pigs. Flying.
I’m smitten with a vegetarian. Smitten, I say. Aboslutely smitten. Did I mention I was smitten?
Today C sent me a friend request via a certain social networking site, and I rejected him. I finally reached a point where I completely stopped thinking about him, so why would I want his info showing up in my feed all the time? I was just thinking recently (on one occasion I was thinking of him) that I’m so glad I’m not with him now because he wouldn’t allow me to enjoy what’s going on in my life.
Today would have been my three-year anniversary with C. I only remembered because A invited me to Shakespeare in the Park tonight, and that’s what we did on our first date. Weird.
I’m so glad I’m not with him so I can actually enjoy what’s going on in my life right now. He would not have let me.
I just added myself to the “Notable People” section of my high school’s alumni page. Is that bad?
I was emailing with a guy on Nerve. He seemed okay, not great. Then he used “lol.” Done.
I love it. All of it. And I’m feeling so fucking happy. And I haven’t been laid in forever. Hm. Life is good. I need to get my bike…
Why am I so attracted to guys who have problems in the following categories:
1) Health
2) Drugs
3) Life
I jut had a date with a 31-year-old, undergraduate, stoner, heart-attack victim. Seriously, all of those things make me want to run, but he’s the first guy I’ve been really attracted to since the last guy with health/life/drug problems I went out with. Fuck. What is WRONG with me?