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what happened at denny's (unfinished got kicked from library)

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what happened at denny's (unfinished got kicked from library)
09.21.02 12:44 p.m.

some might find it odd that this is the next entry after all that has been said here and in Eric's diary, but it's very important, and it's crazy, and I guess it would count as a defining moment of my life:

lon's been talking about starting a net porn site for some time now. I havent been paying much attention to him so through the summer the idea has grown into a reality. he and my brother have begum ordering things they'll need to build their own server, and software for the computer etc. They have books and other resources helping them plan. The site will be dedicated to all the hot young girls that there are SO MANY of around these parts. He thinks by offering them $50 or whatever that they'll come do all sorts of dirty things in front of the web cam. If they like it they can be regulars, if they become really popular amoung subscribers then they'll get their own show, weekly or however often. It is an actuality, this is really going to happen, they are really going to do this and I'm sure they'll really make lots of money. So where i fit in here is that they want my graphic design skills firstly, they want my tech support I guess, to help build the server and the website. "I dont even know html..." I say, and lon promptly brings home 'html for dummies' from the library. Most importantly though I am needed because I am a hot chick magnet. Stop laughing.... There's just something about me, something that attracks the pretty young things to me, and there's something about me that attracks the sordid and depraved, and that's what they want- sordid, depraved pretty young things.... I scoffed the idea last night, in our prison cell of a bedroom, because we are SO FAR from getting this off the ground. An apartment, a server, more computers, wecams... and the whole starting a home business thing, I'm sure there are licenses or tax ID's, forms to get in order, so that this thing would be legit... not to mention needing about ten HOT SLUTTY GIRLS to start off with... then finding more later on.... so to me it's barely a reality, on the horizon of the future, an indefinite, to them it's the present, the NOW.... And I scoffed because the two of them, lon and my brother, yes they might be big dreamers but do they really have initiative? Could the two of them REALLY pull this off? nah....

and then we went to Denny's.

It's a friday night, about one in the morning, so it's PACKED. I don't even like being there at those times, and whenever I'm in dire need to getting out of the house away from my mom's drunken boyfriend and denny's is packed I usually hang out at the lake until the crowd dies down. (Im about to get kicked from the puter, hour time limit at library) So there's a booth full of HOTTIES, the one knows me, was flirting hardcore with me like two nights ago... and she's got a friend, very drunk, very hot... hotter maybe, physically speaking.... and the two of them are sitting on the same side, our booths adjoining so that they and I are separated by the back of the seat. And we start flirting, like incredibly lewd stuff pretty much, and lon was there and was loving it big time... the girls started talking about---

fuck I have to go! will finish this ASAP.....


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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