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Feeling: Calm. Loving my life.
Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.

Listening to:
*Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
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Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.

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Today is: 2003-02-05 - @ 8:08 p.m.
What? I'm bored.

all time - is relative
Last night was soo weird. I was sitting there, talking to Ariel on the phone, when suddenly my parents busted in and told me that they were driving down to L.A. becuase my grandma got into an accident. So they drop me off at Ariel's house, whos parents aren't there. And we get bored. Remember what happened last time I crashed at Ariel's house when no parents were within a 200 mile radius? Yup, we invited boys over. But these were four fine ass guys and the brought good daquri mix and strawberries. And whipped cream. And pot, tons and tons of pot. Natasha actually brought it, but she had to go, someone paged her. I think my guy's name was Dean. Or Dan. He was the one with the curly blond hair and football player's body anyway. Both of which I got very personal with. It was the best sex I've ever had. He defintely had the best body. After we were done (about and hour and a half! WhooHoo!) we went out into the living room, becuase we had used Ariel's room. If Ariel didn't blush like mad this morning when I brought it up, I would had thought I dreamed it. But nope, it was real. There Ariel was, getting fucked by one guy, another's dick in her mouth, and the third (lonely) one jacking off on the couch, watching. It was like a badly done porn, it was soo great. I was so stoned and soo wasted that when Dean/Dan came up behind me and told me to go blow Lonely on the couch, I did without a single objection, which is soo not me. But I did. Oh well.

When we woke up in the morning, the pot that didn't get used last night was gone. And one of the other guys, Travis, was conviced that Lonely (the guy I gave head to on the couch) was the one who took it. Lonely denied it, and they started getting louder. And with a vicious hangover, fights are sooo not fun. Lonely got his ass beat, and he wasn't even the one who jacked it. I was!!! Hehehehe...

Quote for the Entry: "Life without sex might be safer but it would be unbearably dull. It is the sex instinct which makes women seem beautiful, which they are once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all. Throttle it, denaturalize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill." ~Henry Louis Mencken

all time - is relative

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