Betrayal

... is a bitter, bitter pill. I feel so dirty. Yesterday's video? The one I raved over and commented on how I was crushing on him but not in any other video? Yes, well that would be because that wasn't Gabe. It was a film student named Liam. A seventeen year old film student named Liam.

I should have myself arrested. God, what a disappointment. I'd still lick him from head to toe, once the pacifier has been removed and he has celebrated his 18th birthday.

Other shit: Popcorn. WTF is with people and the making of popcorn? The popcorn eater at work is at large and the aroma of popped corn permeates the air in my living residence. I cannot stand the smell of lingering popcorn. Reminiscent of urinals.

Clearly I'm in a pristine mood today. My apologies. I'll shake the cobwebs free by tomorrow.

Note to self: "Mia, bring garlic cloves to work. Place in microwave and set for thirty minutes. This means war."