I was watching Gina Gershon on Howard Stern last night. I so want to marry her...really. We can have a nice sexless marriage where I cheat on her with Paul Walker and she cheats on me with whoever she wants...but we occasionally get together and make out and grope each other incessantly. Really I'm not that stalkerish, but I do love the woman very much. She just has an amazing personality (not to mention a hell of a lot of talent).
I like her new philosophy. She said guys with big dicks think because they have all that equipment, they don't need to give you oral sex. "Big dick, no lick...I mean, it just doesn't work." that's very true Gina, very true. That's where I want to be one day...content with my life and not giving a fuck. She says what she wants to say, she does what she wants to do, and she's happy. That's cool.
She is so the Ultimate Sexy Bitch. It's not that she's exceptionally gorgeous...her face isn't perfect in the classic beauty sense. There's an oddness about her look, but the odd elements fit together so well it's really beautiful. Enough about Gina...now on to my crappy life...
How do you break up with someone you're not really with? I mean, Chris certainly isn't my man, but he's something other than a friend. Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy...but right now, his career is too important to him. I understand that, and I support it, but I need more than what he can give right now. Hell, I've just gotten out of a bad marriage...I'm young and single, yet I'm still sitting around the house like I'm on lock down.
Besides that, I've grown to expect certain thing...demand certain things. I expect to be put on a pedestal, I expect to be treated like a goddess all day every day. I can't accept anything less than that. Granted, he does that when we see each other...but that's a rare occurence. He's definitely a person I could see myself with down the line, but I think for right now...he needs to go off and do his thing, and I need to do mine.
So...other than that...
I redecorated my daughter's room. She has a little playroom that was actually supposed to be a small walk in closet, but I guess the owner's decided against it. I'M NEVER REDECORATING AGAIN! I painted...me, painting...there's something seriously wrong with that picture. But anyway, I painted the whole playroom with chalkboard paint. Why am I having more fun with it than she is? As usual, I was a complete klutz. Redecorating is dagerous. I broke my foot...dropped a dresser drawer on it. So I'll be on crutches for a couple of weeks. I also got my nipples re-pierced. I had them done before, but when I had the miscarriage I had to take them out and they closed. I don't know what the hell I was thinking getting that done again. The things I do out of boredom.
10:52 a.m. - 2003-10-29
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