It's Only Humilating If You Admit It...

Weeding through a box of junk today, I happened upon a diary that I kept during my ealry 20's, most of which were spent pining for a boy I was sleeping with on a regular basis-but who only thought of me "as a friend."

I spent endless hours devising all manner of plots and schemes that would win his affections.

Here is one of the better ones:

September 14, 1995

1. More dresses
2. Less eyeliner
3. No ripped fishnets (regular are okay)
4. Avoid Jaegermeister
5. Keep combat boots clean, wear ONLY with pants
7. Consider underwear
8. Swallow


Amazing how it was imperative to me to keep my combat boots clean, yet only consider the possibility of wearing underwear.

Thirteen years later and I still don't think I have been able to accomplish any of the above.