In two hours I will need to take more magical pills
can I just pause for a moment and express my love for Fefe Dobson?
oh and how I saw Simon Doonan at whole foods while on a fruit salad and parfait snack run, of course I stared like hick into the sun and tripped all over myself- yea I'm that girl.
anywho, my foot has been getting better, there's a blister on it that makes my toes go numb when i press on it but I'm counting it as the process, I'm also hoping my inner surgeon does not take over and slice it open to let the pressure (read: evil spirits) out.
Yesterday was Natasha's birthday, I wanted to be there but I'm not enough of an in control drinker to not drink in a bar if I'm feeling well, so it would have been a bad deal all around but I sent my best wishes and headed back home to continue my "regimen".
My ichat status read "meds a-plenty" and I got an instant message from Tatiana inquiring if I had a xanax hook up. What a fucking bottom feeder, you would think after not talking to someone for years and after multiple imposed failed attempts to "hang" that one would stop the crippling charade that we are any kind of cordial acquaintance.
I even resisted the urge to reply with something snide and undercutting
can you say growth?
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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