I am so lame

Today is a lame day.

There is nothing to do today. Marinegirl (my best friend) is busy with her hot new marine fuck-buddy. My sister (my other best friend) is doing homework (lame..). Dearboyfriend is going out to the buffet with his guy friends today. Crazygirl is attempting to move out of her house into Marinegirl's. I could hit up some grad parties, but I hate going to those kinds of things alone. What a bore.

I've already:

• eaten. a lot.
• played the guitar for over an hour
• did my hair and makeup just in case
• read through my favorite blogs

Plus, our fridge is broken so we don't have any good food. Or milk. Which I drink in my coffee. Taylor is suffering from a very boring, very coffeeless day. *sigh*

Later tonight I have to work with the new girl. According to my sister and my other co-workers, she's loud and obnoxious, fat, and slow. If I'm lucky, she'll provide me with something interesting to blog about. If I'm unlucky, I'll be bored to hell all night listening to her fatass ramble on and on.

I shouldn't talk like that. It'll give me bad karma.

I'm going to sit in my backyard and creep on CN. I am so lame.

No, dogs do not turn me on.

So. Dearboyfriend (my boyfriend.. obviously..) and I had the worst conversation today. We were heading off to the mall when he asked to go have sex at his house instead. I whined about wanting to go to the mall and conversation stopped for a couple of minutes. He seemed real upset.

Taylor: Are you okay?
DB (dearboyfriend): Yeah, I'm fine, it'd just be... y'know... nice to have a girlfriend that finds me attractive.

Stupid. Of course I find you attractive. Otherwise I wouldn't be with you. Duh.

So we end up having this 15-minute conversation that consisted solely of me convincing him that I still find him attractive. Which I really do. I'm very physically attracted to him and I love sex with him. He's one of those guys that wants me to climax first, yknow? It's awesome.

The real reason I didn't want to go to his house for delicious sex? I'm scared shitless of his dog. The stupid bitch has bitten my feet twice now. I absolutely loathe that stupid dog and I've been avoiding his house for about a month because of it. But DB adores the stupid pooch and so I pretend I like her. He's one of those guys who would be secretly upset at something like me hating his dog. Luckily (and I'm going to have some shit karma for saying this), the dog is like 14 years old and nearing death.

I can't wait.

Goodbye my lover

So. I'm pretty sure that I will never talk to my ex-boyfriend (who I'll call CN, on account of him being my Christian Neighbor) again. He seems to be completely infatuated with his new uglyass girlfriend. Yes, I'm bitter. He's ignored my obvious attempts to reunite. Last night was sort of our last chance at re-falling in love and we didn't. He barely even talked to me.

Didn't help that I avoid eye contact and that I get really flustered around him. Damn.

Anyways, we dating a couple of years ago. It was never serious and I broke up with him after a couple of months. I've re-fallen for him plenty of times in between then and now but we never got back together. Last year he wanted me pretty badly, but unfortunately for both of us, he wanted me at a time when I reallllly wanted somebody else. Dammit! And now our chance at love is gone. Unless he randomly decides to stop by the house (which I've told him he should do SO many fucking times), we will never speak again. *sigh*

I had such high hopes for last night's party. I really wanted us to have a nice heart-to-heart and then fuck, you know?