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*Semi-Evil Grin* in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Years ago, I wanted to get a little tiny angel tattooed behind my right ear and a little tiny devil tattooed behind my left. The concept was kinda like in the cartoons, where the little angel s...
Anyone Got a Match? in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
I realize I havent been around in a while. I have lots to write about, but its not coming out that easily lately. I havent even been doing too much noting round these parts (or anywhere fo...
I’m a Good Girl, I Am! in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Aah. Now that Ive gotten all of that crap out of my system. I suppose I should update on whats going on in my life. Lets see one whole week of NOT getting myself into trouble. *Yawn* A...
Idiotic Things I’ve Done While Drunk in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Heres a partial list of some of the less brilliant things Ive done while drunk. Just so that I can have something to look back at when I crave a nasty drinking binge: Pierced my own ears (...
Better than a Bump on the Head in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
So yeah. Now that Im back from the wild, wild weekend and have started to put myself through detox, I have decided to calm down a little and start concentrating on good things once again. I d...
Coincidence? Probably Not. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
16 I act like I’m 16.This test was brought to you by David – Part of the David and James phenomenon. Take it here.
Estrogen Overload (1) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Oy vey! What an exhausting, exciting, emotional long weekend! I know words cant really convey the ups and downs of the Annual Girls Trip in New York City this year. I will say that I did have ...
Estrogen Overload (2) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
More hormones Meeting Dean. Finally ended up at a place in the Meatpacking District on Saturday night (that is, after half of our group left either sick from bad sushi [?] or pissed off). A...
Girls! Girls! Girls!! in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Whelp, looks like I’m outta here for a few days. Girls’ Trip 2002…look out New York City! Eight luscious women are ripping through! Okay. Maybe sashaying through. In addition to non-stop ...
As if THAT Wasn’t Bad Enough… in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
I did end up seeing Ethan last night. He realized that I am leaving town for five days and reconsidered his cancellation late in the afternoon. Nice of him I guess. Honestly, I should never h...
Not a Negative Entry in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
I will not write a negative entry. No I wont. I will not write an entry about simply giving up. I will not sit here and tell you that Im done. Over it. And I wont tell you that Ill neve...
I made the dress yesterday. In true Ginger Snap form, I decided to split the difference between Version A and Version B. I actually cut out the pattern to make Version B (the longer, more flar...
Hy and Bye in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Hy came and left with little fanfare. What a disappointing visit. I guess I can understand. He’s under tons of work stress right now and leaves for London tomorrow. He’s working on two proje...
Half Past a Monkey’s Ass in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
I realize Im generalizing here, but my gay guy friends just cant seem to keep their mouths shut! Gah! I cant tell them anything in confidence. But if I ever want to start a good, juicy rum...
Go/No-Go in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Here’s a general update on my current state of affairs…. Goings-On: Hys coming! Hys coming!! Hes driving up tonight and has to work all day at his familys ranch on Saturday. Ill see him...
The Conference Call in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
As I stepped into the conference room, I turned and shut the door behind me. I knew that this conference call wasnt going to be pretty. I assumed that there would probably be a lot of raised ...
Loads of Laundry in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Came home from work Friday evening and gathered practically every stitch of clothing that I own and went to the laundromat. Uh, yeah. I think my entire wardrobe was dirty. I was on the brink...
Straight or with Flair? in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Okey. In an effort to chill out and stop obsessing about guy and work issues, I decided to start working on some projects over the weekend. In fact, I’ve been meaning to get the ol’ sewing mac...
An Evening with the Sleep Doctor in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Remember Devin, the party-boy anesthesiologist? We went out last night. On a school night and everything! After playing a few rounds of phone tag, him being sick, and me thinking that I was pr...
A Conversation with my Body in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
So I’ve seen this format before (see: Poppyseed), but I really did have this conversation with myself this morning as I was getting myself ready for work (I think we’ve lost it): Body: Pssst. ...
He Just Left in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Ethan spent the night last night. And actually stayed through the morning. It always takes me off guard to wake up and see someone there. He rolled over and put his back to me. It made me a ...
(Pre)Occupation in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Bleh. Haven’t been able to catch up on too many of my favorites. I’m really starting to freak about the work situation and it’s kinda put me into scare mode at this point. What’s it gonna t...
Oops. I Did it Again. (2) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
(Part 2 in a series.) I woke up super early Sunday morning because Kitty was hungry and talkative and I didnt want to wake Lovely. Damn. That chick even sleeps beautifully. Got up and fed K...
Oops. I Did it Again. (3) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
(Part 3 in the continuing saga ) Let’s see. Where was I? Oh yeah. At Bar #2 with Devin and crew. Just gotten off the phone with Ethan and walked upstairs to the rooftop patio where everyone...
Oops. I Did it Again. (1) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)
Will I ever learn? Nope. But did I have fun? Hell yep. My body loathes me now. My mind is mush. I’m confused and weary and frankly, I just don’t care any more. I had an amazing and sort o...