STILL CRAZY AFTER ALL THESE YEARS......
Tommorow is my Birthday and I have a Blind Date.
Knowing my luck I'll Prolly be better off if I stay home and bang my own head into the wall.
I mean is there anything worse then spending 2 hours to get ready for someone who is about as interesting a shoelace.
I mean what a waste of lipstick.
Pfft when did I become such a pessismist.
Oh thats right I remember now its prolly because if there is an asshole in this city I've dated him or I'm going too.
Why do I continually subject my self to such madness.
I guess its just another facet to my need for self destruction.
Wow who knew walking such a fine line to sanity would be such a thrill....