Thursday, October 25, 2007

I hope I'm not a disgrace at blogging. I have always excelled at creative writing but I suck at grammar and punctuation and can barely write my own name without spell-check. (Ms. Rath thinks I'm mildly slysdexic. Ha!) Maybe this experiment will help me to discover my bliss faster. Hope so. Bye.

Friday, November 2, 2007

Last night Dan called and asked if I wanted to come over and watch a movie. We both know what that means. Which is why I swore I'd never go back. But I did last night. In fact I ran the whole way. I have no will power....

One wonderful thing about hooking up with an older guy is that you don't have to reciprocate. Younger guys practically grab you by the hair and push you onto their dicks. "My turn!" Or else if they're the sensitive type, they tell you how making love will bring you so much closer, and they start to beg. Yuck! Dan never makes demands....

One not-so-wonderful thing is that they think they know everything. I drank three beers pretty fast which got Dan going on his favorite lecture. He said I was flirting with alcoholism. I told him he was totally wrong and that I love alcohol way too much to ever let myself get addicted to it and have to quit. This made him laugh. He didn't believe me.

Later Friday, November 2, 2007

Thank god I didn't stop for coffee on the way home, because right after I got back, Rory knocked on my bedroom door, which means if I'd stopped for coffee, Rory would have found my room empty and known I'd slept out....

Our sex would have been so much better if I hadn't been thinking the whole time how I hadn't showered yet and how lucky I was that Rory didn't notice I was wearing a huge men's sweater....

Such a long post! When I was 11, I kept a diary and I wrote in it every single day for a month. Then I stopped forever. I hope I don't do that again. I quit too many things. The only things I don’t quit are the things I should: drinking, smoking and Rory. Ha!

Monday, November 5, 2007

I got an email today from julietisdead who is positive that I'm some slut from her high school named Katie Loomis who goes out with a football player named Rory McGirk. Sorry, babe, I've never been to Arkansas and no way would I ever date a jock. I prefer brains over brawn. Besides, Rory isn't in high school. He's a senior at the college where Dan teaches.

Just so you know, if I thought there was even a one in a google chance of anyone recognizing me from this blog, I would never ever be this honest. And what's the point of blogging if you're not going to tell the truth?

The reason I'll never be recognized is that I've changed every single name including my own. I have also changed many random meaningless details. For example, Dan lives in an apartment not a house. My dad did not have a heart attack after his operation. He caught a staph infection. (Can be just as fatal.) And Jade's grandmother does not live in Thailand. She lives in the Philippines. You get the idea. All the important details are accurate.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

I've been out of school for five months now and I still haven't found a full-time job, this is due mostly to the fact that I have never looked for one! Why, you ask? Why have I not looked when I promised my mom that I would? Well, first I graduated from high school and I wanted to have fun with my friends before they left for their pre-college vacations or started their boring office jobs in the city, then I met Rory on the 4th of July and thought I was in love. Since I still had some money left over from the $5000 my grandma left me when she died (she left the rest to the Catholic Church to pay their molester bills), I decided to take it easy until the end of summer when I would then begin my life as a responsible adult. By the time Labor Day came and it was time for me to labor, I was in the habit of being a lazy loser. And then I met Dan, which was another delicious thing to distract me.

Anyway I'm now broke off my ass and my mom says she's going to kick me out December 1st unless I start "fending for myself." She wouldn't really do it, of course. I am the light of her life. But she's right. It's time for me to get serious.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

I've only been writing this blog for, like, three weeks, but according to my tracking site it gets between 450 and 500 discrete visitors a day. Is this good? Sure seems like it. I wonder who the hell you all are. The most popular blog search terms that lead you to my site are gyrl, high school, sex, oral sex and bliss.

Friday, November 16, 2007

I just called my dad and asked if we could have lunch tomorrow, just the two of us. This is code for "leave your pathetic Indian girlfriend at home." He said yes but I could tell he was annoyed. He hates being alone with me. I don't know why. He didn't used to. Up until junior high we did things together all the time. Maybe it's because now that I am older I often want to discuss money. The subject is unbearable for him because it reminds him of what a deadbeat dad he is.