Saturday, Nov. 23, 2002 @ 12:13 am
My head is buzzing. I wish it were a good thing like things worked out between me and Jason, my blindate. But no it is simply the result of two malibu oranges, a malibu pineapple and a shot of baja rose drank on an empty stomach way to fast. There was nothing wrong with him. No prayers, he dressed decent. He was nice. Had a full time job, had goals. But just not my type. Shorter than me and a wrestlers build. I'm totally for the tall lanky skinny boys. Decent looking too. I looked nice I think. Wore my cleavage shirt and my very expensive underwear spent the time to curl my hair out wispy and bought a new lipstick (it's called flirt). Tonight I just feel like that I will be single forever.I should have accepted that ride home from Fernando on Wednesday.
before*little girl your in the middle* after
Katie(me)...curvy single 21 year old Wisconsin waitress who has the worst luck in men, believes in the positive effects of sexy underwear especially black,can't live without music, painted toenails, Curves(gym for women)and a good book(The Scandolous Summer of Sissy LeBlanc by Lorraine Despres)