No bullshit

I’m pretty sure my pubic hair is darker now. I’m pretty sure this happened just last week. wtf.

still no blood.

I feel really fat. I need to get my fat ass back to the gym.

I didn’t get my period. I spotted, a week early, and then when the time came, nothing. I’m not worried about being pregnant, I’ve been pregnant before and boy howdy there’s no mistaking it. No, I’m worried that even though last month was a bloodbath and I’ve had no other symptoms, maybe this is menopause. I’m probably over-reacting. Can I really be menopausal and still be fucking 25 yr olds? (oh god I didn’t know he was 25. I knew he was young, but 25? I’m so sorry. at least booty boy is over 30, and ex-boy is about to be…)

it’s entirely possible. since this blog now seems to be entirely focused on my getting laid, well, I saw him again last night. he needs a name here. booty boy? i do only see him late night when he’s horny and i’m bored.

so…. three times now, only the first one any good, and here’s the thing. he still hasn’t fucked me. i mean, sex is sex and all that, but no actual intercourse. and i like intercourse. i even asked him the second time but didn’t think that much of it it when he chose another option. now, though, it’s starting to seem a little weird.

i’ll see if he’s free next week when i have some time and don’t need to be up early, maybe invite him out toy shopping, that ought to open up the conversation.

is it possible that I will never get properly laid again?

it makes it so difficult to run errands afterwards

oh I did get the late-night booty call again and was bored enough to accept. but I think that’s gotta be it – second time not as good, and yeah, I really don’t actually like you. I tried to get in touch again a week later and first you ignored me, then you texted at 2 a.m. and didn’t even bother to come fuck me. so fuck you.

Badannie spent yet another night with people who didn’t actually want to talk to her.

Badannie looked as hot as she could get, for now, and couldn’t get 5 minutes of attention.

Badannie needs more friends. Or different friends.

Or maybe I just need to stop giving a shit.

ok one more time: why have all my friends suddenly become completely self-centered? ex-boy was the only one who even remembered to ask me how my interviews went.

i’ve been employed slightly less than half of the last three years. i’ve had exactly two hook-ups and zero dates since ex-boy became ex TWO YEARS AGO.

i’ve got a boatload of chi but seriously, don’t you think at least one of my friends would have a clue that i’m starting to wear thin?