Monday, May 02, 2005

Painting for profit, my ass! I'd better start painting so I don't get a freakin' F!

Ugh, I need a big meal. And where are my vitamins?

Mike awakened my libito. Thanks alot, not sure I needed the distraction. I've even been running these past few days to use up some energy and still. Bleah. Don't women come into their sexuality in their late thirties or something? Kinda don't need this! What am I gonna do, wank myself stupid? Or clean up my apartment and call Mike? Oh gawd.

It might be my low self-esteem talking here, but I can't imagine what Mike saw in me. When I look in the mirror, I'm not altogether unattractive but I see those crow's feet and man! I can't envision hanging with a twenty-something and not take on a maternal demeanor -- that just seems wrong. Even if he and I "got together" and I taught him a thing or two, it would just be for the benefit of some other woman ultimately. And you know what? I'm not that altruisitic. In fact, I'm downright selfish.

Awright, well, I'd better eat before I faint.

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