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THIS POST SUCKS
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KNOCKED UP AROUND PALM TREES
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WHAT IS SEX?
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MOVING BACK TO NYC AND FUCKING THINGS UP AGAIN
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MERRY CHRISTMAS. BOOTCAMP BABY.
December 25, 2010 13:12
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Eddie Pardovani:
Wow, are we in NYC glad to see Jamie Sneider back! We have really missed you!
Archive for the ‘Boyfriend’ Category
THIS POST SUCKS
I had to look up my password to this blog. I haven’t written for a while and I haven’t totally missed it. I’m back in school and there are so many things on my mind and sometimes I can’t get over the fact that the blog is called “Reluctantly Moving to LA” when I am [...]
KNOCKED UP AROUND PALM TREES
I am trying to picture myself pregnant in LA. Shopping carts; heat; white lines on pavement; strolling carts; beach options; family. Often people say they want to be buried in a certain place. It’s probably where they should live. I used to tell my boyfriend, “Don’t you dare bury me in Los Angeles. Please bury me on [...]
MOVING BACK TO NYC AND FUCKING THINGS UP AGAIN
I’m sitting in the Second Stop Cafe in Williamsburg, Brooklyn writing on a napkin. A big, brown paper towel/napkin. I’m checking my shoulder ’cause my boyfriend may walk in and mess up this writing. Why would he mess it up? ‘Cause I’m trying to write this blog again. As you see, I stopped writing this [...]
DRAGONFLY COCK RINGS
Immediately after I began dating my boyfriend last year I met a female friend of his, who shortly after being introduced, joked about having a threesome with my boyfriend and me. She wasn’t toxic, although that sounds terribly toxic; she was fun and she had a boyfriend who was kinda’ famous. I wasn’t sure if she [...]
TIGHTY WHITIES TURN ME ON
Okay, maybe not white, but tight-fitted underwear severly turns me on. I think tighty whities turn on a lot of girls, but they don’t know it. I didn’t know it until I dated “David.” (His name isn’t David, it’s Don, but I want to preserve his anonymity.) David was 10 years older than me and [...]
GO FUCK YOURSELF, DIET COKE!
I have a feeling that you may read this and think, “I quit soda in high-school. What’s this girl’s problem?” or, “I didn’t think Jamie would be the kind of girl to drink diet soda.” Well, I am, or I was. My friends know I drink soda; I order it at every meal. It’s like [...]
ROSH HASHANAH. THE PG-VERSION.
In about a week, I will celebrate Rosh Hashanah (the Jewish New Year) in the most unique way. Last year, I went alone to to the Writers Guild of America in Beverly Hills to celebrate Rosh Hashanah. They have an interesting service run by the Chai Center, a family of Lubavitch Jews whose patriarch gives [...]
FACEBOOK JEALOUSY
I may be the biggest hypocrite in the world writing this post. Not only do I post almost-naked pictures on this blog, but I also have people on my Facebook commenting in sexual ways. My boyfriend, god love him, tries to keep his cool though he did recently ask if he could write, “Listen asshole, [...]
MY BIRTHDAY WISH: SHEET CAKE + T&A
What do you get when you combine 3 sheet cakes with tits and ass? My birthday wish. Okay, you may think this is superficial, and you may be right, but I don’t feel like showing my present naked ass, still affected from my “I-got-a-divorce-so-I-must-eat” phase. I’ve been hitting the gym hard (wish I was hitting [...]
RAISE YOUR STANDARDS
The first real fight I had with my boyfriend was over the word “proud.” I needed a job — ideally a creative position that didn’t involve working for a complete douchebag. After a month of job-searching, I became desperate and applied to a “Hairstylist Salon Receptionist” position on craigslist. I romanticized the job. I thought [...]
MY STANCE ON MARRIAGE
I remember the first phone conversation I had with my ex-husband. It lasted all night. He asked me if I had a “wedding book.” “What’s that?” I asked. “It’s what girls keep to plan their dream wedding.” “Ha, I don’t have one of those. I’ve never really thought about that.” Something about that question – the [...]
REALISTIC
“Do you think I’m a pessimist or an optimist?” I asked my boyfriend last night. He paused and answered, “A little of both.” Not the answer I wanted to hear. I was always regarded, or at least self-regarded, as a heart-pounding idealist. A girl who dreams big and believes anything is possible. I felt defensive. “It’s [...]