who knows a dyke who knows a dyke who knows a dyke who can get me in!?
i'm more of a free will girl myself, but there's something about los angeles that makes me consider determination. i mean, as far as fate goes, some things have just fallen into place reaaallly nicely. exhibit a:
i've been going back and forth on this vegetarian thing. not to say i've cheated, but mental resolve has gone from overflowing to depleted over the passed few days. yesterday was a good day for peta though, and all the thanks goes to jax. so mareine made this mistake, a ranch "chicken" wrap, and gabe taught me how to make a (organice vegan) cappuccino, so my lunch was super delish and gave me hope for not needing meat in my life. cause, i mean there's the health reasons. then there's the feminist reasons, including cost to womyn and animals. and then it just tastes really good. lucky that i had that before they sent me to bristol farms to get paper towels, because bristol farms had free samps--anyone who knows me knows my obsession with free samps--and they had chicken (without the quotation marks) pasta. i obstained. may have been the first time i turned down free samps.
ooohhhh, what? PRIDE?
"this is los angeles, every girl in los angeles is as straight as the next cocktail"--jackie warner
listening to: i know by dionne farris
1 comment:
i think this is the scrabulous player/former SAT student coming out in me:
it's "abstained," not "obstained."
i shall call you soon, my dear. i miss you, too!!
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