To write in this today. Nothing is going on. My life is pretty much still the same. I've had a couple of different jobs since. I now manage a store selling clothing. Its pretty cool, but expensive. And it makes me ill when i have to dress size 0 women who complain about how fat their knees are. Now that im writing in this I really dont have much to say. I do like my hair in that picture, plus i look pretty slim. That was a very different space in time, It was like 5 years ago, and i think it was taken right after i moved back to bmore after my 3 week stint in arlington. I was drunk a lot back then. Blah. i need to eat. I was supposed to go to a strip club tonight, but Scott has a kidney stone and its causing him a great deal of pain. Whats for dinner? I have a horrible craving for taco bell, all i ate today was a whole grain bagel, and 5 peices of prepacked sushi from tjs that was effing nasty. My new jacket is pilling a bit and its making me angry. I was supposed to get my brows done today too but i didnt. Thats something new and exciting, i've been trying to grow them in, and its pretty hilarious. I've been a compulsive tweezer for half my life now, and I also like to pull the hairs out when im anxious, so they grow in all kinds of crazy. I think im going to give it another day or two. I feel cromag. Damn i just realized i was pulling at them right now. Ugh. Wow i feel caught up.