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nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 20:50:49 -0700

Here's a journal entry that I wrote earlier while Gabby and I were at the park:

Today at the park Gabby made a friend on the tire swing, They had so much fun that they ended up going on the slide together, the swings, the see-saw....then 20 minutes later Gabby walks away, plops her butt down next to me and says, "Mommy- he's not my best friend anymore..."

Life is easy at 3.

You see, you conquer, then you're fucking done. Time for a damn Happy Meal.

"You don't wanna go down the slide with me...fine..."

Then they meet again in the sand box. He wanted to build a house, she threw sand at him.We can see Gabby is not the domesticated type at age 3. He kept tryying to talk to her but she got her own 2 sticks and made her own shit. He wanted one of her sticks. She offered him the small one and he said," I want the big one."

Don't we all want the big one?

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What Can I Afford?

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:37:27 -0700

Let's see. I think it is official that all of my good friends own something. Either a house,a condo..a brand new car...shit, something. It's not that I'm trying to hop on the "buy a house wagon" but it got me thinking about where am I going to live next year and where will I call home.

What can I afford?

Shit, I have no idea. I mean, I like spending time at home. I like renting movies, cooking, entertaining friends. I also like to enjoy an occasional night on the town. Can I afford that if I purchase a condo?
I like to shop. I shop in moderation ever since I had Gabby. I have no shame in saying I discovered thrift stores and go to Value Village. Will I be able to afford shoes for daughter if I purchase something?

Will I be able to afford a vacation if I'm a homeowner?

My boss said," I first purchased my condo when I was making 16.80 an hour"....

I told her, "I'm not making 16.80 an hour yet....."

Man, purchasing a home falls under that "signing of something". *Have I mentioned I have a fear signing things??

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My itinerary is to get my life back.

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 21:11:59 -0700

It's Thursday and already I'm beat. A typical Gabby/hectic week which consists of no sleep, more work, less blogging, less me time and no time to really fix my Tila-do. I felt like a bum this evening passed out on the bus. A well dressed bum that smelled like sugar anyways...

It's one of those weeks yet again I wake up, tell myself "today I'm starting my life" only to realize to have the life I want to lead I must have "no-life" for a bit and suck the life I have left in me to continue on.

Just as I return from Vegas, I ask myself what's next. Where to? New York? Yes, that's planned.. Where am I going for September? July? Next weekend?

Then my friend tells me she wants to go on a vacation with me,Somewhere she's never been.

Then it hits me as I have the phone on one ear, listening to a recording from an insurance company and they're prompting me to press 3 for Provider and I'm pressing 3 on my keyboard wondering why automated systems suck ass-

I need a vacation.

No itineraries, well except to get my life back.

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The Way I See It #316

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 21:35:26 -0700

If this ends up on the back of a Starbuck's cup then that's just scary.........

" A good friend will always be there for you in time of need. An even better friend will invite you to Vegas for a bachelor party, get you lap dances, a buffet, and offer to sleep with you or hook you up with one of his horny friends."

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The Way I See It #213

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 20:55:34 -0700

The Way I See It #213

Someday my shit will be on the back your latte cup...

"Life is a party, then you settle down, have a kid, cheat on your spouse or be cheated on, get divorced, get a MySpace, sip on a bitter-ass cup of coffee and then you're thrown back in the sea and you don't even like to swim and then before you drown you wonder why you can't you just be reborn and come back looking like Kim Kardarshian..."

Kristina

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This Morning I Realized...

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 09:10:57 -0700

I have no milk to pour into my coffee.

I had sleep but I'm not well rested.

I haven't got drunk yet since my whole heartbreak ordeal.

I need to do something with my pubes so some unknown stranger isn't blogging about me tonight.

I love it when the sun is out.

My co-workers are friends.

If I was truly done, I would have swapped my Cali ticket for my June trip to Vegas but I didn't.

Alaska Air must love me.

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Yes, I am a girl.

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 22:08:23 -0700

Tonight my mom asked me, "Why would a woman want to box...why do you want to box, men are supposed to be aggressive, not women...."

My parents are not thrilled that I have this new found love of boxing. They cringe every time I tell them I'm meeting my trainer. I sooooo had to bite my tongue on this one....

Why does a woman want to run for president?
Why do men box?
Why is the sky blue?
Why is it I'm able to wear pants and skirts in the work place?

I answered: "Because I was looking for a contact sport that challenges my body. Did you know it's 2008?"

My mom: Can't you relieve stress some other way?

Patron and a cigarette.

"No, Mom, I can't."

This is who I am and I do what the fuck I want.

Haven't my parents caught on to my behavior yet, I am 32 years old now, not 15. I wanted to be a Chef, they didn't believe me, they wanted me to be an engineer. I tell them I like to travel and they're like that's what the internet is for...www.gowherethefuckuwant.com and you can see what it's like and not worry about being on the no-fly list, I tell them about boxing and all hell breaks loose and they think I'm going to turn into Mike Tyson or I'm secretly gay.

Yes, I am a girl.

I wear skirts, I shave my legs and pits, I LOVE dick, I LOVE challenges, I LOVE to cook and be creative and sometimes I like to throw on some hand wraps and boxing gloves and fucking go to town with that shit....

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I've came a long way.

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 19:47:10 -0800

Tonight is the last night in my place.

I envision myself drinking coffee about 10pm to stay awake and pack. Trying to keep Gabby entertained while packing is challenging.

This is a big deal for me. I asked myself the question do I really need to move back with my parents a thousand times. I know that I don't have to, I know that I've successfully lived on my own. But with my asshole landlord doing such a good job of being an ass fuck, I decided I'd rather not give him anymore of my hard earned money. I deserve better.

Some things I'm doing differently...

I hired a moving company to help me. I'm packing everything on my own. I didn't ask anyone for help. Call it my stubborn-ness but if I can get through this, dammit... then I'm stronger than I think. Unless you've been in my situation in life example...living with your ex for 8 years, depending on someone for your every move, having a child, trying to build your career back, trying to find yourself, being single, trying to find out if you truly have a calling in life, then you know the shit aint easy.

Nothing is ever easy.

I remember my first night here. The sounds of the traffic going by, the street lights shining though my room, no furniture, unfamiliar faces. It was overwhelming. I've spent many nights here crying. Many nights laughing. Hell- many nights on the fucking internet or stumbling in drunk.

Then I knew what I had to do.

I knew I had to make it feel like a home. Make it my place. I got furniture, came familiar with my fucking nosey neighbors, found late night spots, a Thai restaurant, a bar, a nail shop.and soon before I knew it- I became a West Seattle-lite.

And dammit, I've enjoyed it.

So tonight I will spend my last night not saying goodbye, but see you later hood...Better things await me. I know my independence isn't stripped from me. I know that I can take out my own garbage, pay my bills, hang my own pictures, and am able to create a home.

Though I feel like I'm taking a step back I know that I've came a long way.

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So much

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 16:10:09 -0800

on my mind right now...but so little time...

Well, I have a ton of crap on mind and I have to let it out, but it's going to have to wait til tonight when the little one goes to sleep..Ugh....

life, single parenting, cleaning, Mr. Cali......

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QotD: Happy Birthday To Me

nobody@vox.com(kristina-uncensored) — Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:53:20 -0800

How do you feel about your birthday? Do you look forward to it and remind all your friends, or do you dread it and try to keep it a secret?

My birthday is approaching fast actually...

February 13th. Yes, I actually look forward to my birthday.I will be the tender MILF age of 32. It's the one day a year where it's my day and I don't have to share it with no one.

And yes, I remind my friends...

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