regressing

So...seems as if being a sober and productive member of society just isn't my thing. Just killed a bottle of champagne; told myself that I would at least stay off the hard liquor during the work week. Work is boring me; I miss the stripping.

I called the Ex the other night - just checked and we had a 92 minute conversation. I remember him being very bitter about relationships and women. At least he always answers the phone. I hate when people I've dated ignore me. Even if I have no interest in you I want you to answer the damn phone - it's an ego thing.

I called the Mexican too. He did not answer but sent a text a bit later. Probably for the best.

I guess I miss the spontaneity of my old life; I feel like it's cute when you're 19, not so much when you're 25.

I have a pretty busy day tomorrow so I'm glad I kept it to champagne. Just wish I could be satisfied with a normal life.

Might be back to stripping soon, who knows...'Least I'll have blog material.