So, I dropped off the face of the earth again and now I’m back. I’m still considering posting my email argument with The Ex. It would definitely be more fun posted here than at my other journal.
Anyhow, sorry for neglecting to update here, etc. It’s not like anyone reads this thing, so I doubt anyone missed me all that much. I’ll live. Maybe with more frequent updates I will have more readers? I hope they’re not all woman-hating pro-lifers. I am quite distraught that a woman’s life is only 80% as valuable as a fetus. It’s good to know these things, what would I do if I didn’t “know my place”? Pfft. (We all know I don’t know where my place is, so ha!)
I’ve been taking a really great online class. I got an A on the midterm – go me. Had to come here and brag a little. Other than class it has been work, work, work. Work is such bullshit. They moved me to another section though, and I have to say, I really love the Brits. I could work with these guys forever. Their accents alone are worth it.
The dating scene in my area is really dry. I fortunately found a guy with a really big penis, though, so at least I can stop being a bitch to everyone since now I am getting laid. It’ll do for now. I’m still on the prowl for something more serious, but I honestly don’t know if I want to date a military man. I would pretty much have to give up my life to be with him and I have some pretty big dreams. However, I am getting kind of sick of this whole single thing. I’m 24 years old and the only person who I really ever fell for is an imbecile who is missing his “sensitivity chip” and who had too many emotional problems to name. Ugh.
