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Where's Me Mojo?

I have felt a bit catawampus lately. Like my mojo is off.

There are so many sexy men. The flirting is off, but yet still somewhere. They are still after me. I'm a powerful flirt. But right now, it's at a low simmer. I think I may kiss someone soon just to see if the fire is still there.

And The Boy For Sex, well that's the one that got away. Our timing and distance could not be more off. I can't love a man who is shutting down. And not just from me, but from life. I can't choose complicated men like that anymore. Dr. Egypt was the same way. My life is complicated enough. I don't need explanations. I don't want emotionally unavailable men. I know they both loved me, but it can't be that difficult. I don't have the patience for it.

So now I guess I declare myself once again single. Weird.

But I'm also in need of some Deb time. In the worst possible way.

I'm about to get some as Zoe is headed off to her father's for a while. I feel like I am going to stop breathing without her near.

So I'm either going to be greatly social or abusively anti-social. I'd love to spend a weekend in bed. With a book, not a man.

I spent tonight with the mighty Paige and her chirrin. She's quiet but carries a big stick. She's me, but with tact. And Zoe adores her and her girls. Me too. I want to be her when I grow up.

I got to see the season premier of the new Six Feet Under. I felt lost but then it was right back at home.

I would shave my head if I could kiss Nate Fisher. Damn he's fine.

Cyberstalkers ... I still see you lurking. Just because you are silent, doesn't mean I don't know what pathetic pieces of crap you are.

If I'm as lame as you say I am, then why are you here? Fat ugly fucks.

Posted by debutaunt at June 7, 2005 12:55 AM