ratchetstardust

Hey, I have the internet again. That's pretty neat, huh?

Okay, I guess I'm Ratchett on the Eonar realm, with the hordes. This game is pretty confusing.

So I started playing Wow. I know, wow. How could I? A betrayal to myself. I'm waiting for the patch to finish downloading so I can crack out and see if my friends are online. If I knew what server I'm on, I would totally post my information, but I don't, because my friends just picked the server they're all on. Ah well.

I feel like a baby. Brand new. It's summertime, I just quit my job, I just quit my boyfriend, I'm out of school, and I need structure. I also haven't been doing very much modeling lately (okay, none at all), I'm about a month away from shaving the rest of my hair (I haven't updated with my new hair yet, I don't think, I'll remember...
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It's balls hot. In fact I must leave the computer soon for it is radiating heat that I could very well do without. Back to night #4 of red wine, candles, and squashing fast beetlebugs.

Hmm. So I broke it off with Frogstar a couple of days ago. It's a sticky situation. I still really love him, but we've been going out for over two years now, I haven't been single in almost 3, and we just fought constantly. We're still sharing the same bedroom, although we are in the process of clearing out the other bedroom so he can...
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So all of my family is in California. Well, not all of them. But my mom, stepdad, sister, brother in law, niece, grandma, and grandpa are all visiting my sister in San Diego. Swell. Thanks for, um, the invitation.

I feel like I've been excommunicated or something.

Um. Holy shit. I mean it. Holy shit. I just got a new bright shiny monitor (that a friend gave me) and I've been introduced to a brand new world of SG. There are tabs. That is so cute. And it's so colorful! I finally understand what people are talking about when they say that the Suicidegirls post in pink. This is woa. Good job,...
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I think I'm starting to feel it. The nausea. The sinking feel of slime falling from your throat into your stomach, for it to rot and decay. I can't look at the monitor, the radiation is destroying me and my body is letting me know. I'm fucked up. In all sorts of ways. First of all, my lungs are not happy. While eating some hummus...
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Spent the night riding around with an awesome photographer, looking for locations, finding dark places to park, sneaking to said location, getting naked, posing, and then running to my robe after hearing a car coming.

Fun.