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Ray of Sunshine my ass
10.03.07 (6:31 pm)   [edit]
Home. It's so quiet. I feel like I can't breathe when I'm here. My throat chokes up. I went to the grocery store, wandering through the aisles looking at anything that might be edible.

And then they had an ad on the loudspeaker about how some catfood will prolong your cats life and have a happy existence.

I started crying right then. Left my cart and drove home. I'm sure they thought I was nuts.
Maybe I am.
I'm about to crawl into my jammies, pull my covers over my head and not come out until tomorrow afternoon when I have to go to a business function.

I got an email from a guy from the Craig's list ad - kept pressing me for more pictures of myself. A) I purposely don't have any recognizable pics of me and even f I did, Iw ouldn't be sending them to a stranger. I told him we could meet for coffee and make decisions there. I don't take much creedance with photos. He said he didn't want to seem superficial but appearances count. (In actuality, I don't find  him physically appealing AT ALL but meeting someone can change that. And my email pretty much said that. He's dicked around for 2 weeks with bitching about wanting a piciture when we could have met and gotten it over with. I should send a scintillating picture of a redhead that isn't me and then tell him to go fuck himself.

Now. On to bed. Alone. I wish I had someone to cuddle with. I have a feeling I'm going to lose Lulu very soon. Then I will be completely destroyed.

Just call me ray of sunshine.
 


posted by: PirateGirl (reply)
post date: 10.03.07 (5:42 pm)

I'm so sorry for what you're going through

Lulu? Sorry if I should already know

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