2002-12-30 - 10:26 p.m.

I'M ready to get a lill roudy.

as if i needed prompting.

okay, just to maintain my ladylikeness, i'll say my number is 29, which is my favorite number. in reality land now...i actually counted at age 24 and was around20-30 and i stopped counting, or caring.

is that sad or just liberated?

where is my sex and the city voice over when i need it?

listen, there's sex, then theres a joining, like i love you and now i am bonding with you. i can seperate the two. and i use that defense to justify the largish number of peter's i've enjoyed.

and to possibly add to the quilt that i call my life.. i will be attending that sex party at new years. first we buzz by a normal friends party in malibu. i'll assess the situation there and tease as many adorables as possible. then we sneek off like highschoolers hiking up our skirts and changing into slutty shirts to the sex party in masquerade attire. i've got the most delicious short dress that looks like a go go sixty's flashback. long suade go go boots and a matching curvy eye mask. it will be voyeurism at it's finest. i hope....

that crush boy hasn't called. :( other's are irritatingly calling tho. i'm borred to fucking tears with them all.

i surfed today, among the oil slick that they call our ocean. i get irritated and paranoid about catching hep c in the dirty water after a bad rain. rain flushes all the air pollution and trash on land into the fishy's playground. fuckin human's.

after all of my naughty playfulness, i've been luck struck, contracting not a single std or child.

i froze my snoozle out in the water. my feet were blocks of ice for a while after.

i'm in a particular trouble causing mood. lord knows i will never know how to have kids, 'settle down' and be 'normal'. i'm in the mood to call x's and torture them. not the main x's, the peripheral sexy ones that i dumped for some silly reason. one comes to mind. ran into a mutual friend and now he's occupying my brain space. he is god damn sexy. he's a sliver away from insanity. brilliant and nuts. what a combination. i'm going to get a hold of him.

he may now live in nyc, i now have a free airline tix to go shake up that coast. i got one for taking a bump on my shit holiday flight. actually not bad, stayed over at the double tree, worked out, had room service and masterbated twice. aahhh nyc.

spanklin, partygirl, batten down the hatches. i'm due.

cheers and happy new year.