So I have been away. I jumped off the internet haphazardly when my friend Kelley died in October. I met her off bme many years back, and it was a hard situation to deal with, to say the least. Then for some insane reason I jumped on the lame networking bandwagons and did all those sites. However, I have realized that all those features are simply a dilution of what writing to the public should be about. You wouldn’t find too many people without any capabilities for expression running around on this thing-because it would be absolutely pointless.

Oh–in the news. CD and I went to Philadelphia so I could be Redbull Future Fantasy prom queen. At the end of the night I was tired of having my ribs squished into the latex corset that was my outfit. My ass hung out, which was alright, since I have an okay butt, but it was basically a very uncomfortable evening. I made mad loot, which made it a little more bearable. Then we hung out in Philly for Tuesday. My outstanding purchase of the day was my fancy little cowboy hat, which looks fantastic on, and is going to be my new signature weird girl medallion. I used to be the weird girl with the tattoos. Now I can be the weird girl with the tattoos who always wears the cowboy hat. Weird. Funny how it is that you instantly get smacked with the label of “weird” when people know nothing about you. I prefer it that way, but it’s funny to hear people I know tell me about those little labels people fastidiously assign me because I refuse to participate in those “hey, what’s going on, busy at work” conversations.

Today is a beautiful day.

I am not doing lame gym sales but instead, management. I need a bartending job! I need to get out of health and fitness since I am the laziest person to be doing that stuff. I am naturally thin, and basically need not do a thing to maintain a size 6, but still. My brain says “you would work out if you didn’t work there”. I’m sure it’s a lie, but the fantasy is enough to fuel the search.