a morning of upsets
Tuesday, Aug. 20, 2002 - 9:47 a.m.

do you know whats sad? the fact that im only completely comfortable when i know that i am at the lightest weight that i can be.

"i was anorexic for two years, but damn, those were the best two years of my life"

im not going to get that extreme about it, but it really is scary when you just step back and take a looong look at yourself and your current priorities.

watched an episode of mr. rogers this morning. i woke up too early all do to the several mysterious little phone calls we've been getting this morning. they were all long distance, and the voice of this lady im telling you, it was a mix of hello kitty on crack and rosie perez with a bit to much caffeine.

anyways, it as i was watching rog, i like to call him that, i totally had these urges in killing him. IM not joking, how did i watch that shit when i was younger? it takes the man 10 minutes to put on his fucking shoes, and he has to bloody sing a fucking song about it. Can you tell im pissy becuz of my lack of sleep?

9:51 am - still awake. damnit, why can't i go back to sleep?

i am SO hot for andy. I think im going to be a slut when we get together for coffee, im going to call him tonite, i have the whole scene played out in my head too. he'll invite me to his place to "hang out" or "watch a movie"

yea the only thing im going to be watching are his biceps, and that fiiiiineeeee lil booty. HHEHE!!