I still write Brett Anderson’s initials on my panties…
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Category Archives: Daily Confession
Hey! No Running in the Gym!
June 22, 2009
Hi Hi!
What a night, I slept like a fucking pig. It’s funny how one takes off for a weekend of relaxation and comes home completely shattered and exhausted.
I had the most amazing weekend though. Ok, well not THE most but it’s up there. Probably because summer has arrived… and days are spent poolside, nights out dining …amazing sunsets and a sense of being absolutely free.
Well mostly.
This summer is the anniversary of many big deals which can be best expressed in a short story, so here it goes:
There once was a girl who appeared to have it all together. She thought comfortable meant right and brushed all doubt aside, even though deep down she knew better. Then one day, not necessarily out of the blue, an epiphany struck and she soon discovered that all she had believed to be true were, in fact, lies. It took only nine minutes of rapture for her high horse of nine years to come crumbling down. Her friends were really her enemies and all she was left with were a half empty pack of cigarettes, a hangover and an unfamiliar smell on her skin. Unfortunately, for this girl, her fate had already been decided for her…her epiphany came far too late.
She follows the marauders every move, wherever it goes… as long as it goes for as long as she goes.
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In code. The end.
xoxo
CL
Daily Confession – Webcam
June 6, 2009
I may hop on camarades (ww) as it appears they put my page back up.
See ya in like an hour or so or so…or so
Blogging patterns in relation to rock-bottomness
May 20, 2009
I was bored two minutes ago and so I started actually having a look at this blog and posts and the numbers. It’s so funny to see which months had the most posts because it is so closely tied in with the BS going on in my life.
It seems the better I am doing, the less I write. How unfortunate that I have nothing GOOD to say or go on about when things are actually going GOOD. I thrive in chaos. I should have stuck with working in the emergency department.
I love….
vodka on ice with a squeeze of lemon. why does admitting to that always sound a lot worse that saying “i love merlot” or “cabernet”… it’s ok to love a wine but if you love the hard stuff, you have issues.
I hate…
being bothered when I am shopping. If I needed help, or wanted something else that I couldn’t find, I would have asked.
I love…
my dog, right now. lying on back, one leg straight up in the air…snoring, twitching.
I hate…
the spider that bit me. Not because it hurts, but because I hate spiders and I don’t like that it was on me, eating me, without permission. I feel violated.
I love…
meat. I am a sucker for a succulent steak or a perfectly roasted chicken. I love the fatty parts and the salty outer layer of a prime rib roast.
I hate…
thinking of a day when I will have to be more conscious of the amount of red meat I eat.
I love…
working out so hard that my endorphins, alone, make me want to cry (a happy cry)
I hate…
that I may never get to meet all of you, or invite you to dinner….at the same time.
I love…
laughing and farts. In that order .
Confession of the day….
April 4, 2009
I am not-so-secretly, madly, passionately, Italianly, in love with:
Giada De Laurentiis
Feed me anything that makes my toes curl. Come close, lather my body in olive oil, toss some Parmesan on me and watch me jiggle all over with delight.
xx
CL
