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APHIE'S RANTS AND PIECES
March 22, 2004 - 11:30 p.m. - A long list of things Aphie would love to do before she turns 30 I just want to give a shout out to my new boss/attorney in my new office. She never gets into work at 9 am, 10 is the earliest for her. So this gives me time to get here any time from 9-9:30, and then, I don't have to get up and rush into the car as if there's a fire happening in the office I don't know about. And I don't have to dress up, even though I still like to, and some days we just sit here and gist about nothing like two ladies yanked from Sex and the City. So big Ups to my boss/attorney/supervisor. I had a beer for the first time in two months yesterday. I had given up beer for Lent, but with the kind of non-interesting weekend I was having I needed something to cap the lid on it, and just make me feel some fire in my loins. The beer was so freaking good. I don't know why it's easier for me to give up certain things, like sex, but beer, I was freaking out. Yeah! I can trade sex for a good beer. Aren't I delirious? Unless it's sex with KR that is never gonna happen then, I can give up all the beer in the world to make that happen but with any Joe Blow, heck yeah! I am slowly walking into alcoholism, baby steps to AA. In other news, I spent a huge portion of my day first and most importantly surfing for some Keanu goodness on the web, then, surfing my old journal entries, glancing at my former/present obsessions and fascinations. I was amazed at my BSB concert entry on my 27th birthday and shocked that I had made such a big deal at turning 27, something I would much rather do now, than turning 30. Following that I came home tonight and watched my BSB concert tape cooing at how gushy the BSB boys love used to (and in some ways still) make me. In those days, boy bands were soo innocently packaged, there was no need to do music for the shock value it was more of the PG oriented feel-good value, get as many teenage girls to squeal in pleasure then, you'd be sure to sell more records. Now, it's nipplegate, Britney kissing Madonna, Whitney in rehab, Nick Carter dating Paris Hilton, the millenium has defaced all the innocence. I remember the big deal it was that AJ had gone to rehab mid tour. Now, every artist would check themselves in after every shoot/concert tour as if it were some kind of country club. Are we moving towards the better or the worse I wonder? Also the main reason for the trip down memory lane was me trying to revive my writing career. I have been getting some random warm feedback from my KR stories, so I decided to at least write something now, before the next big KR movie comes out and to end it like all great stories should be concluded a la Sex and the City. I have also come back to my full blown KR fascination, because I am grieving from the loss of my ex-boyfriend into the land of the married since KR is the only man in my life who is true to me somewhat. Face it, he won't make earth shattering announcements like I am getting married in a month even when I've been chasing your coochie around for the past 3 years, like some people I won't name here. He is the nicest, most single humane thing about me, and yes, the obsession has returned. If I had been in that obsession mode I won't have entertained a lot of things, eg sex with Uninteresting guy, opening the line of communication with my ex, actually considering the idea that he may have been the one etc. I would have been in full la-la land and in that space nothing can touch or hurt me. I feel like having another beer at lunchtime tomorrow. That's another thing I love about the new place, yes we can fucking drink during lunchtime and it's not a big deal. Big ups for that. And to my writing, let's see how long this spurge lasts. back track - fast forward - history aphie's chronicles - aphie's transcripts tell aphie you read her work - 
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