I can�t believe this has happened. Nobody thought to tell me, I had to find out through random sources, people I don�t know. This is a travesty. I thought about not going in to work because of it, not getting on with my day. Having something just popped on you like that� it�s, well, it�s disheartening. But I was able to push on, despite this news, but I know it will be festering in the back of my mind all day: �Stamps are now 34 cents.� WHY, GOD!??! WHY???! Alright, so maybe I�m overreacting. I never said I wasn�t melodramatic. But you must admit, it�s fucking annoying that I have to go buy those 1 cent stamps now just to get my bills out.

Got my Digital TV box this morning. Cable Modem guy, on the way. Mmmm, Cable modemmmmahhhh. So the guy who installed my TV thing was pretty cute. Every time I have a guy come out to my place (repairman, phone-man, cable-guy, deliveryman), I can�t help but think about the classic porno setting. Gee, I bet you�re all tired and hot and dirty from manipulating those (insert appliance, wires, object here). What say I show you what�s hanging on the back of my door, huh?

See, I like to say that, because only a handful of people have been to my new place, and I don�t think any of them have seen the back of my door, where my riding crop is hung. Black. Austere. Promising. Don�t ask. But I sat there, cute guy telling ME about buttons, how to press them to get what I want, as if that�s something I need to learn, and I stared vapidly, nodding my head and saying �uh huh� and all the while, thinking, �what if I just touched his crotch? What would he do, really?� And smiling inwardly. It�s a good thing my sister was home, sleeping and coughing in the next room (poor thing is sick, that�s what happens when you have a cold and still go snowboarding). Her presence kept me from being later to work than I already was.

But anyway, onto other things. Big party on Friday night. I�m looking forward to it. Gonna see a lot of friends, gonna party my ass off, it�s been� days since I�ve done that. So maybe having TV and internet access will keep me at home more.

Nah, who am I kidding. I like the nightlife, I love to boogie. I have my phases, more or less, but the itch is always in me, and I have this inkling that it always will be. The social itch, that is. I saw the movie, Caligula, last night. Okay, no one told me this was a full-fledged-fucking porno. My friends and I were pleasantly surprised. They covered EVERYTHING. Incest, S&M, Golden Showers, Bestiality, necrophilia, orgies, I mean, you name it, any sexual taboo, kinky craziness, it was in there and it was graphic. More graphic than some actual porno movies I�ve seen. Who knew?

-Barbarella

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