what’s good?

Currently listening to: Birds of a Feather – Billie Eilish

I could start fires with what I feel for you.
– David Ramirez

I’m going through PMS right now.

I want to eat everything.  Beef chips.  Spicy ramen.  Birria tacos.  Street cart fries from Spitz.  AYCE sushi.  I want a big fat grilled cheese sandwich on a sourdough bread…but I’m gluten free and I know I’ll regret it afterward.

My emotions are off the Richter right now.  I’m a bit spicy these days because my assistants have been Chatty Kathy’s all week and damn.  I generally try not to talk too much because I’m mindful, cautious, and discreet about what comes out of my mouth.  People seek me out to tell me the latest chisme.  At one point, I literally had a line of three coworkers waiting to talk to me.  They know it won’t go anywhere because I’m like a vault.

I’m salty cause four of my girlfriends and I were supposed to go eat sushi after work tomorrow but they’re sick and I’m not trying to get whatever they’ve got.  I really wanted sushi…I always want sushi. Another friend canceled meeting up on Sunday…I’m about to write her off because she’s such a flake.  This is why I loathe making plans with my female friends….my male friends would never.

I’m also putting a pause on the K-dramas and reading books for now because it’s making me feel melancholy.  Listening to The Smiths, Billie Eilish, Lana Del Rey, or Cigarettes After Sex is definitely NOT helping.  Rewatching (500) Days of Summer was a mistake.  Fuck.

On the flip side, I’m exceptionally aroused, more than ever before.  I’m also feeling rather extra.  It’s like go time 24/7 and I’m trying to show some constraint but having one hell of a time doing so.  I can’t even with myself right now.