"Dallas in real life" or "Letter to M part deux"

ahhh, you know how hard it is for me to stay away.i have no will power,i must tell you every boring detail of my day,week,month,year......

i will not even get into the married billionaire story(it can wait & yes, it IS quite exciting).
today was quite bizarre with me & Britney at the courthouse today. it was sooooooo weird, almost like a funeral & all the paps running & having no idea where they are running or what is even going on.of course, i did not see Miss Spears. somebody has a life....

i texted M with a little "i will be at {insert lame club name here} tomorrow. your presence is requested,though not required".i told myself that i would never ever speak to M again this Saturday.i texted him a little "cancer was more fun than you". a couple of days before, i had a mini breakdown & he definitely did not help the situation.i am at the end of my rope right now.with everything.every day gets harder & harder.he said that he wanted to be friends,& now that i actually need him as a friend,he is nowhere to be found. trust that i am not surprised or even disappointed in M. just disappointed in myself for being such a fool for him.

now mind you suicide is not happening any time soon(so treehuggers don't get too happy). it's been brought up,but i still have yet to see London or marry bonny Prince Harry.it's funny how hard i fell for M, though i cannot say that he broke my heart. "Elvis" made sure that i had nothing left to break.

i was looking through some old pix of exboyfriends & it finally occurred to me that they all looked alike,the hair,the clothes,the guyliner. now i know that it was NEVER about M, just me trying to make right all the wrongs of the past. me trying to get love from guys who all look alike (who all remind me of my dad). profound, right?Who knew Lee Harvey could have such an effect all these years later?

i only say all of this stuff here about M because i cannot say it to him.we speak in English but never understand each other,no common language. oh & btw, it WAS hard for me to kill our baby. it would've had your eyes & my mouth,you know. i named it Libertie(cause nothing else sounded cute with your last name). i could never raise a child if daddy was too busy f*cking random skanks on mommie's birthday.

oh yeah,before i forget.don't forget to vote(or vote twice if you are in florida).you can write my name in the ballot if you are undecided. i promise to lower taxes,the drinking age, & abolish all drug & prostitution laws.
thank you for your time,
Dallas "Evita!" Harrison




Dallas 2008
1/16 of course, i never went to {insert lame club name here}. all those years of insomnia have finally caught up with me. i met a guy who is cuter than M(which is saying a lot 'cause M is a total 10).the new guy is a 12, looks like M & Donny Osmond had a love child. tres hot n sexie.i will soon be getting my Nobel Peace Prize for my theory that all white people look alike.i've been workinig on it for many many years....

i went to Hollywood & ran into Donovan Leitch again. that man is a walking sex machine, i've had a crush on him since i saw "The In Crowd" in '89 as a child. i couldn't keep my hands off his hot little body(ahhhh, those abs). i'm sure Kirsty Hume would NOT approve. he said his own name & i totally had an orgasm.le sigh.

there is going to be a fab party tomorrow night(if you have an invite, i'll see you there).i cannot wait.i really have not gone out in a very loooong time, as you can tell.i bought a brand new pair of white pvc shoes & yes, i do have an addiction.

1/17 slightly disappointed in myself. i didn't go to any of the 5 parties that i was invited to tonight.it was soooooo cold, eh. i have some form of OCD. eh. went to a great audition today(thanks W). i am insane but it is working for me(for now). eh
don't read my blog. it only encourages me to write more piffle (& we ALL know i could be doing something better with my time).