does thinking about anal sex during church mean that you're automatically going to hell? Just wondering.

Ahhh, Monday. This day has gone by incredibly fast, as has the rest of my days since I moved to Austin. Today at work, I actually had to go on the phones without my partner. I almost shit my pants, especially when I got the sterotypical Cussing Lemon Law Man. I don't like Cussing Lemon Law Men. They scare me. But I handled it okay, and I haven't really screwed anything up too terribly bad today. I wish I could have a somewhat less complicated job where I don't have to terrify myself on a daily basis, but this is good. I'm paying my dues. My dues definitely need to be paid.

So, Matt. We have talked everyday for almost a week and a half now. He recieved some very good news last night - he's going to do a High School Football radio show on Thursday nights during the football season. This makes him a whole shit ton happy, and it makes me happy because he's happy and when he's happy then he's not depressed and there's a greater liklihood of us getting back together! I'm not ashamed! I even told him last week, I want to be here for him but not if there's not something in it for me. A real saint, I am.

But we're having really cute and promising conversations. We've decided we need to find a place to meet and have wild nookie for those lonely and horny nights apart. That point will most likely be Waco since both Dallas and Austin are an hour and a half away. When you think of Waco, I'm sure you think of fiery deaths and the ultimate destruction. When I think of Waco? Multiple orgasms, baby.

I think I'm going to make chocolate chip cookies tonight. I feel so lazy, though. To make cookies I'd have to clean the kitchen and that involves effort when I just want to lie on the couch and watch the tribute to Robert DeNiro. Lazy = ratings!

My 2 year D-Land anniversary is coming up on Friday. I probably will do a big ass tribute edition because really, that's just the way I am.

I'm gonna go decide if I want to eat or be lazy now. Lazy just might win.

But I mean come on! I already worked and went to the gym and now I wanna be lazy. Boo!

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Liz's random entry of the day:

August 22, 2001 -

"BB really pissed me off this morning. He sent me a poem that some chick wrote for her boyfriend, and it was really pretty and everything, but it just irriated me. He hates when I show him the poetry I write. He called one of my favorite poems "Cute." For some reason, he has something against me showing him paper that declares my love for him, which sometimes creates a problem, because that's another way that I express myself. For this reason, maybe, I haven't written alot of poetry in last couple of months. But that was just annoying and it sucked."

Liz's other random entry of the day:

January 23, 2003 -

"I don't know what it is about seeing the nekkid people on my TV. Mostly it's total and complete fascination with them. Why would someone be a porn star? Why would they sacrafice their body and their pride and their self respect to get out there and show the whole world what they have? I just couldn't imagine doing something like that. I mean, what if their dad sees them in that position? Aren't they embarrased? Is the money they get paid really worth it, because they're just putting all their stuff out there! It's fascinating to me. "

And..

What was Liz doing a year ago?

"And based on the nature and rules of our relationship, I, and he too, can get lovin from someone else at any time. It sounds bad, and sometimes it is, but its a long long story that has evolved into something thats bigger than it is over the years, ya know? But I wouldn't have sex with anyone else. That's just not something I'd want to do because for me, sex means way too much and it causes too many problems anyway. Anyway.. how do I do it? After almost 5 years, it gets easier. I mean, it's not like we're not all over each other all the time anyway.. he may be a virgin, but that doesn't mean he doesnt believe in doing "everything but." After all this time, we're both still attracted to each other, and its good times. "