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I’m going to the movies with a friend tonight. It’s only a dollar and I have gas in my car. Usually she comes down to see me and we load up on movies and junk food [milk and cookie dough] and spend all night watching movies at my shop. She lives with her two children and her parents and comes here to escape.

Recently she’d been out with some of her other friends, two of whom have had face lifts, one recent. They are older than her and from the way they talked, it seems she’ll soon be due for the obligatory face lift at age 45. That’s just how these women are. You reach 45, you should at least be considering a face lift.

I know exactly what surgery I want. I really want a neck lift. I’ve looked in to them, know about how much they would cost. I’ve even been researching the plastic surgeons. It’s futile. I don’t have the money and even if I did couldn’t justify it, but I would feel much better about my appearance if my neck was firm giving me a better profile. Next on the list would be a breast lift. A relationship is out of the question for me. First, I’m too fat. Second, even if I do lost fifty pounds, my breasts will be even saggier than they are now and no one is going to see these breasts until after a breast lift. I know I scar easily and will have scars from it, but I’d rather have scarred breasts than saggy ones. Until then, no relationships for me.

I really got off the topic. I’m not sure what we’ll see. We were thinking The Bucket List. As far as we know it could be out on video, but $1 is cheaper than renting it so why not. I need to go up early and swing by the bookstore so I can look through some price guides. I’ve got some pieces to sell on E-bay. I really need things to sell well on E-bay since I have just $47 in the checking account and the pity money my dad gave me before going out of town.

The friend I’m going out with tonight is quite attractive. I’ll change clothes half a dozen times before settling on something, realizing there’s no point in even making an effort because no one’s really going to look at me when I’m with her. And that’s kind of a nice thought. Takes the pressure of. No one is going to look at me when I’m with her. Besides, we’ll be in the movies. Nice and dark and just us scarfing down popcorn and washing it down with diet soda!