2010 what's up!

Welcome to 2010. First blog of the year. Bitch and a little writings for the readers.
I hate my job. Promotions are not what I want in life. I don't want to work for pheaa. I hate pheaa. Who doesn't? Again. Working out? Worst idea ever. I'm doing 10 miles next week on a bike. Getting ready for 36 miles at the tour de cure. Check that shit out!
I miss everyone, carly, meeks, michele, my ex. Oh ken, I love you. I need to blog more but I just don't have the time anymore. Once again I'm trying to build my business. life was truly more interesting when I blogged everyday.

Here goes:
The cigarettes don't satisfy
The way you always do.
God I miss you
And the things you used to do.
The you, the me, & the we.
The lights get brighter
Wheres my lighter?
The wine we brought, you bought
is darker than I remember 5 minutes ago
Just looking for a good score.

and again... I find myself in your eyes
As if I was drifting and along came shore
but we're far from shore.
and thats okay,
we'll be back again anyway
and when somebody steals out clothes
while we float along the waves
this sparkling blue ocean
we'll just laugh and order another round.

I miss the furniture we used to lie on,
but I'm happy with this
you & I and a beautiful beach
Just you and me, begging for sleep
Enjoy the sun, my love. The sun.
Is exactly what we've needed.
through the dire cold winter.

Where did we buy these clothes?
What is that music?
Why didn't we run away together
& who the fuck do we think we are.
I love you
I love you
I love you.


Carly, if you don't take some risk. You're getting thrown in my cabrio & we'll drive into the sun. xoxo

I'm here for your entertainment

Hello hating my body. Oh God this workout was the worst idea EVER! I have to be pretty though...this weekend I have to go buy new workout gear so I can look sexy at the gym. I'm hoping to be fabulous. I'm moving into the city and the idea of leaving my mom is totally weird. I have a sick connection with her.... for real I need to cut the cord already. People are judging. I just love her too much. Anyways, it's off to bed for this boy... Enjoy the video ;)

Wow.....

I'm so sorry I haven't blogged in ages... please don't be angry. I've been so busy, and broke...(I'll send your money!) It's been crazy! The good news is, gradually things are getting better, everyday. Soon I will be standing on my own two feet. I swear it!

So tomorrow I begin my new workout!
I have decided I'm going to build a new me for key west in just over 30 days... so I am going to work my ass off! I begin my workout tomorrow night, with lifting a cardio.
The plan is
Cardio in the morning 2-3 hrs, eating small throughout the day and then at night 1-2 hrs of lifting. This workout is going to kill me. I swear it! The problem is, I can't have 100's of queens trying to maul me because I'm the only one who can crack walnuts with their ass, or because I don't have a washboard. Instead I've chosen to have 30 days of Britney momentum, the appetite of Mary Kate Olsen, and the determination of Dorothy! The wizard will have abs for me yet!
I've decided to post my progress as I bloat myself to hell by drinking a case of water a day, as well as starve my body of any real nutrients. Lots of protein, Cum is full of protein, if only I could find an endless supply! Also I have to stop smoking, which if you ask me is bullshit. Marlboros are much cooler than high tops. Whatever.
So tomorrow I will be writing more, as well as posting before pictures...if I ever take them. I'll probably be bloated from drinking all this tasteless fluid called water. I don't get the point, it doesn't burn going down. Why drink it?

Workout music anyone? Daft Punk Kanye Style - Harder

Help

I hate my job.
I don't want to get paid. Ever. Again.
I want to run away to another country build a life with the natives and live off the land. I want to be a local. &&& I honestly think it's because I've always been so fucking desperate to fit in.

Ugh.... fuck it. I crave adventure every day. I'm hungry for it. I can't stand the cubicle life. The monotony of the shirt and tie. I just want to be free.



Save me.