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The sons of the executives are doing some odd jobs around here. They’re about my age and quite adorable and straight. So I’ve been flirting with them again all day. I love the perks of my job!!! Woo hoo!

I relented and watched “American Idol” last night. The thing that surprised me was that some of them were actually pretty good. It was also funny to see how the two boys are such queens. Are they actually out on the show? That would be really funny. And my mom bought a carton of cigs for me for only $18. Less than $2 a pack!!! Woo hoo!

This entry inspired by newromantic29.

So I would absolutely go to a festival if these bands were playing (in no particular order):
Milemarker
Sonic Youth
Television
Unwound
Blonde Redhead
Shellac/Rapeman/Big Black
Skinny Puppy
Pixies
Mudhoney
PJ Harvey

Now, some of these bands would be impossible to get, but it would be nice, wouldn’t it?

Talked to boy last night. I fully involved him in my plans to overthrow Princeling Bush: he’s my minister of gooey things. I don’t know exactly what that entails, but I guess we’ll find out in a bit. We spoke of former loves, what we want about life, etc. He had a relationship a few years ago that went sour in a bad way (lover cheated on him at a rave). I get really liquidy when I talk to him. It’s like I’m in love or something. Ew…..

It’s 12:53 and I’m still not awake. Garg.

I told him to fuck me
While we listened to Fox News.
I want to be fisted over
The voice of Bill O’Reilly.
They talk of their wars with
Arabmen, Liberals, Faggots.
I’m here with clothespins on my scrotum.

The boy called me last night which surprised me a little. I think he’s taking this thing a bit too seriously. For one, we don’t know each other very well. All I really know is that he’s a yummy kisser and he bites. But I don’t know. He wants to meet for coffee so I told him this weekend. I gots no cash right now. And this boy makes me blush saying things like my voice is sexy. It’s confirmed that this mofo is demented. So maybe it will work out?

I did some socializing last night. One of Madd’s art-school friends Christine had a birthday yesterday, so we went to Farmer’s Market and experience their karaoke night. Since I didn’t know any of Christine’s friends I decided to be calm for the evening. I gave up about half an hour into it and just talked and talked and talked. Then Madd and I trekked on over to WeHo where I proceeded to exchange digits and some saliva with a boy. It’s odd because he’s such a prettyboy. Hmmm… I think I’m losing it. Feh.

BTW, I made grilled chicken topped with sauteed onions and garlic and couscous with pine nuts and garlic. Mmm Mmm Good.

An hour and a half left and I wanna go home now!!!!!!! Fuck.

To-Do List for the weekend:

You Are a Blowjob
Queen!

You are a Blowjob Queen.
That’s right – you are a
total blowjob master.
You give the best blowjobs in town.
In fact,
you could be considered a modern Linda Lovelace.
Your reputation
preceeds you, but that’s okay.
Men shower you with gifts to get close to
those lips.