November 9, 2005
Dear Diary,
Last night was the worst of times and the best. I got dumped...then I got trashed...then I almost got arrested. Yeah...one of those nights. It was a blast though. After drinking two GG and cokes, I got online and dished with my harem, then I left, went to Parodi's, ate CHili cheese fries (the best you can get in the Lou), and after that I was just sober enough to go throw eggs at my new ex's dorm room window.
Now, of course, I'm down and out in St. Louie. We were contemplating going partying again, but tonight is VM night so I stayed home to watch. I've dealt with break ups before, and contrary to popular opinion, girls do not eat their way through sadness. I clean. My house ain't been this clean since I found out Nixon died.
Back to the point, thank you to Cookie for talking to me, you helped, and for everyone else who was concerned. I'm cul now. Smelly boys can't keep a good ***** down.
Love,
Coldqueen