Everything has gone to shit. This past weekend, I went to mexico and got a root canal. When I go back to the states, Walter agreed to pick me up. He met me at Lolita's (yum), but the car refused to start. That was Sunday. His brother got a tow truck to haul it to a in front of a friend of a friend's house, then gave us a ride home. Since then, No one has been able to work, I got a really bad cold (I'm sick, I don't really know what kind), and I missed my only chance at getting a job, because we couldn't get the car fixed in time for me to go to the test. Walter is now sick. So, to wrap up my list of crap:
Within a month's time, I have gotten in a car crash, gone to the hospital, had to get a root canal, got me and Walter sick, there are no workable cars, quit my job and have no prospects, haven't seen my boyfriend in two weeks(I know, "boo hoo")and I now have no money, because I spent my last buck on the car.
If I remember later, I will elaborate more on each thing, but I am still tired and sick, so for now
Ciao
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Day the Earth Moved Faster Than Me
I haven't been on in awhile. Since "Update" ....Everything went to shit. I did actually get the job at MP and loved it. Frank and I broke up shortly after that post. I never really went back to church....hmmm. Katie and I got along very well at first, but our differing needs got in the way. I moved out in the beginning of November. Between that, I met a few guys that fit only one or two of my specific needs, but that's not really worth mentioning. Since I moved out, I have been living with my best friend Walter and his mom. I finally feel at home. Like I found the place that my soul is at rest ( or as at rest as it will ever be) I still have this urge to move, but as for living here itself, it's great. Walter is a fantastic friend. He is kind and understanding and more patient than I could ever hope to be. He taught me to drive his car (manual-urns out I actually LOVED driving it)
That brings us mostly up to date and to yesterday. Let me rewind just a bit and tell you that I met this guy online that is into spanking (refer to "my needs" above) and we talked online for awhile and texted before meeting in RL. I am not romantically attracted to him. Well, I am, but I am attracted to anyone who is gentlemanly to me. I should rephrase. I do not want a relationship with him, besides friendly spankos. Anyway, we have hung out a few times and gotten to know each other a bit better. His name is Conner and he is a musician in the Marine Corps band. He has a really sweet side and likes to pretend he is all tough, but he is just a kid inside. He is a bit younger than me, but he is the "top", meaning he spanks me when I am 'naughty'. :p
Anyway, Wednesday, I visited the San Diego Depot (usually he is at Camp Pennington....or what ever) I had trouble getting there, but once I got on the base, I had so much fun. They have a ton of stupid rules. Ugh. Since I got there so late, I decided to spend the night. Separate beds....dirty minds! Yesterday morning, we got up around 6 and I left. I was almost home, when I hit some black ice and Carrie Underwood's song pops in my head-without the baby of course.
The car started to swerve and as I tried to correct it, the car swerved more, until it fishtailed into and over a barbed wire fence. The car flipped a couple of times and landed right side up. The only injury I have noticed so far is two sprained fingers and my shoulders are sore. I used my hand to brace myself when the car rolled, and it got a bit banged up. The car was a hot mess. Dents and scratched broken glass everywhere. After collecting my thoughts, the first thing I thought was that I needed to call Walter. I felt so bad about the accident. After I calmed down and made sure I was not injured in any major way, I stumbled out of the car. My cell was dead, so I waved down a passing driver and used their cell. After that, I stayed at the side of the road until a couple of firemen saw me and came over to make sure everything was ok. They called a medic and a tow. While they were talking to me, two more cars crashed on the other side of the road right after the other. Then it was all chaos. Finally Walter got to me, and we hugged fiercely. He said he didn't care about the car and that all he cared about was my safety. That is pretty much it. A few details that are boring, like quitting my job at Subway (LONG story) and taking care of the bill at the tow yard. I was cajoled into visiting the ER to make sure I was ok. We waited 5 hours to be seen. I got my hand X-rayed and they told me that I was fine. My finger was taped to the other and I was told to rest for a few days. Ice and Advil. Shrug. Conner and Walter have both been very attentive. Both Walter's mom and my mom of course deluged me with all kinds of advice, that I ignored because I was so tired. I am still tired and sore, but as anyone who knows me, can say, I am not one to stay in bed all day. Most likely, I will take several small naps.
That brings us mostly up to date and to yesterday. Let me rewind just a bit and tell you that I met this guy online that is into spanking (refer to "my needs" above) and we talked online for awhile and texted before meeting in RL. I am not romantically attracted to him. Well, I am, but I am attracted to anyone who is gentlemanly to me. I should rephrase. I do not want a relationship with him, besides friendly spankos. Anyway, we have hung out a few times and gotten to know each other a bit better. His name is Conner and he is a musician in the Marine Corps band. He has a really sweet side and likes to pretend he is all tough, but he is just a kid inside. He is a bit younger than me, but he is the "top", meaning he spanks me when I am 'naughty'. :p
Anyway, Wednesday, I visited the San Diego Depot (usually he is at Camp Pennington....or what ever) I had trouble getting there, but once I got on the base, I had so much fun. They have a ton of stupid rules. Ugh. Since I got there so late, I decided to spend the night. Separate beds....dirty minds! Yesterday morning, we got up around 6 and I left. I was almost home, when I hit some black ice and Carrie Underwood's song pops in my head-without the baby of course.
The car started to swerve and as I tried to correct it, the car swerved more, until it fishtailed into and over a barbed wire fence. The car flipped a couple of times and landed right side up. The only injury I have noticed so far is two sprained fingers and my shoulders are sore. I used my hand to brace myself when the car rolled, and it got a bit banged up. The car was a hot mess. Dents and scratched broken glass everywhere. After collecting my thoughts, the first thing I thought was that I needed to call Walter. I felt so bad about the accident. After I calmed down and made sure I was not injured in any major way, I stumbled out of the car. My cell was dead, so I waved down a passing driver and used their cell. After that, I stayed at the side of the road until a couple of firemen saw me and came over to make sure everything was ok. They called a medic and a tow. While they were talking to me, two more cars crashed on the other side of the road right after the other. Then it was all chaos. Finally Walter got to me, and we hugged fiercely. He said he didn't care about the car and that all he cared about was my safety. That is pretty much it. A few details that are boring, like quitting my job at Subway (LONG story) and taking care of the bill at the tow yard. I was cajoled into visiting the ER to make sure I was ok. We waited 5 hours to be seen. I got my hand X-rayed and they told me that I was fine. My finger was taped to the other and I was told to rest for a few days. Ice and Advil. Shrug. Conner and Walter have both been very attentive. Both Walter's mom and my mom of course deluged me with all kinds of advice, that I ignored because I was so tired. I am still tired and sore, but as anyone who knows me, can say, I am not one to stay in bed all day. Most likely, I will take several small naps.
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