I think I have gotten to the point where I cannot be in the same room with Mark without being irritated.

He's actually trying to be friendly, wanting to talk to me, I'm crouching in the corner with my back to the room. I just really can't take his shit anymore, he's too much work. Not that I won't change my mind in a day or two, I know that.

There are no absolutes with Mark, but I know my dream about Omar yesterday was really about Mark, about how I can't get away no matter how much he makes me want to.

The song I have been singing all day:

"Signs" by The 5 Man Electrical Band

And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said, "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do"
So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that! Me workin' for you!"

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?

Today's horoscope:
A friend has something they'd like to say to you, and they won't be shy about letting it out. Once they begin speaking, you may need a minute, however. Don't hesitate to take it alone and in the bathroom before you answer.

One year ago today:
Also, I forgot to rouge my nipples, so the Green Tea boob reveal wasn't as good as usual, although luckily there was lipstick on my bra from the previous performances, so they showed a bit.

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