CaliGirlNY
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i wrote a whole fucking post then my fucking compter crashed and restarted. so im just copy and pasting my texts to a friend about my night last night here and will follow up tomorrow.
my life is a shit show party to the next party, pills and powder making the world go round. its lovely and enjoyable but im also getting a ton of work done in job searching. but i can feel that some part of me is going to crash into a brick wall soon. like tuesday my friend amy and i are planning to binge eat oysters and drink champagne and take Oxy
here are the texts i sent Amy - they r long:
Two stories and one WTF morning. Bother relating to men I went on dates with. 1) dude I went on date with before NYC with the small penis was Dj'ing at the lame bar. Woman who I met in December at mutual friends party is there. She is like 40 w/ 3 kids but super MILF and single. On date w/ dude weeks ago he asked how I knew her. I didn't think twice. She tonight was there but didn't know anyone but me - she asked how I knew him I said I met him and then we went on a date and her face turned pale and I realize they're fucking! So I covered and was like "well it was more hanging out not a date" bc I didn't want to make her feel bad (I've been in her shoes) but then she said how she came with him and he was her "ride home". Uhm she lives in palo alto so I doubt he is driving her there. So t all clicked to me that they r fucking and I just outted him on seeing other ppl - or at least one date with me. Yikes. And here I am 10 years younger - but she has a WAY better body. Just super lame and embarrassing for all of us. This dude was at the bar getting a drink next to me and I go "get how r u" we do the usual quick hello exchange then he literally turned his back to me to order and stayed that way instead I talking to me. F that shit
2) we left the lame bar and went back to bar from before. There like 1 hour and I go to the bar to get a drink and I make eye contact w/ man sitting at the bar and I recognize him. And we say hello. I went on a date w/ him in December and fcked him! Then he was in Costa Rica for a month and then in LA "writing his book" I talked to him via text earlier this week and e said e was gonna be in LA for 2-3 more weeks. Obviously a lie bc here he is in SF! So I go "so how was LA - you came back early..." And he fumbled - and the woman next to him stared at me- he was on a date!!!!! Then he introduced us! said "like you to meet my friend kendell" and we did a flimsy handshake. So I got my drink and said "I will let you get back to your date - have a GREAT night" like SUPER nice. When they got up to leave a while later she was getting her purse etc. and he was staring at me - in a weird way and then put his arm around her and they left. Fuck that shit.
ok so I came home and took 2 ambien to help me sleep and texted my ex Chris in NYC and i was texting poorly bc the pills kicked in and he started to worry.i told him i took pills but dont worry i promised i wouldnt pull a heath ledger. then i went to sleep. He called me at 5 times from 9am to 11am and my phone was on silent so I don't answer - I was sleeping. And he freaked out that I overdosed from 2 days of partying and stuff - even tho he and i party all the time. So he called jamie lyn and she tried calling me then she said she would call my parents but chris said no to that - so chris called the police and had the fucking cops come knock on my door to wake me up at 11:30am and make sure I didn't OD. they asked me a bunch of questions about my drug use and pills and stuff. my apt was super clean. but if they had looked in my bedroom there are pill bottles and bags of pills and blow in there. luckily they stayed in the entry way.
I love that man, chris, but he is in NYC - that is so unnecessary. And embarrassing with my neighbors! He is really angry with me for taking sleeping pills after blow and I'm like "dude u do it all the time and so do I why is it now an issue?!" And he said he was thinking about Heath ledger bc of my text Wtf
my life is a shit show party to the next party, pills and powder making the world go round. its lovely and enjoyable but im also getting a ton of work done in job searching. but i can feel that some part of me is going to crash into a brick wall soon. like tuesday my friend amy and i are planning to binge eat oysters and drink champagne and take Oxy
here are the texts i sent Amy - they r long:
Two stories and one WTF morning. Bother relating to men I went on dates with. 1) dude I went on date with before NYC with the small penis was Dj'ing at the lame bar. Woman who I met in December at mutual friends party is there. She is like 40 w/ 3 kids but super MILF and single. On date w/ dude weeks ago he asked how I knew her. I didn't think twice. She tonight was there but didn't know anyone but me - she asked how I knew him I said I met him and then we went on a date and her face turned pale and I realize they're fucking! So I covered and was like "well it was more hanging out not a date" bc I didn't want to make her feel bad (I've been in her shoes) but then she said how she came with him and he was her "ride home". Uhm she lives in palo alto so I doubt he is driving her there. So t all clicked to me that they r fucking and I just outted him on seeing other ppl - or at least one date with me. Yikes. And here I am 10 years younger - but she has a WAY better body. Just super lame and embarrassing for all of us. This dude was at the bar getting a drink next to me and I go "get how r u" we do the usual quick hello exchange then he literally turned his back to me to order and stayed that way instead I talking to me. F that shit
2) we left the lame bar and went back to bar from before. There like 1 hour and I go to the bar to get a drink and I make eye contact w/ man sitting at the bar and I recognize him. And we say hello. I went on a date w/ him in December and fcked him! Then he was in Costa Rica for a month and then in LA "writing his book" I talked to him via text earlier this week and e said e was gonna be in LA for 2-3 more weeks. Obviously a lie bc here he is in SF! So I go "so how was LA - you came back early..." And he fumbled - and the woman next to him stared at me- he was on a date!!!!! Then he introduced us! said "like you to meet my friend kendell" and we did a flimsy handshake. So I got my drink and said "I will let you get back to your date - have a GREAT night" like SUPER nice. When they got up to leave a while later she was getting her purse etc. and he was staring at me - in a weird way and then put his arm around her and they left. Fuck that shit.
ok so I came home and took 2 ambien to help me sleep and texted my ex Chris in NYC and i was texting poorly bc the pills kicked in and he started to worry.i told him i took pills but dont worry i promised i wouldnt pull a heath ledger. then i went to sleep. He called me at 5 times from 9am to 11am and my phone was on silent so I don't answer - I was sleeping. And he freaked out that I overdosed from 2 days of partying and stuff - even tho he and i party all the time. So he called jamie lyn and she tried calling me then she said she would call my parents but chris said no to that - so chris called the police and had the fucking cops come knock on my door to wake me up at 11:30am and make sure I didn't OD. they asked me a bunch of questions about my drug use and pills and stuff. my apt was super clean. but if they had looked in my bedroom there are pill bottles and bags of pills and blow in there. luckily they stayed in the entry way.
I love that man, chris, but he is in NYC - that is so unnecessary. And embarrassing with my neighbors! He is really angry with me for taking sleeping pills after blow and I'm like "dude u do it all the time and so do I why is it now an issue?!" And he said he was thinking about Heath ledger bc of my text Wtf
be careful out there, buddy...
