update....melodrama meltdown

 Current mood:blah

I feel as though i ought to elaborate...i tried to blog it out yesterday, but then i forgot to send it out and inevitably deleted it instead.  Someone, i shall not say whom, went through my stuff in my bedroom and found a sort of Diary, of sorts.  This contained my deepest fears, my tawdry affairs, my deepest hatred and rage, paired, along with every person whom I'd ever wronged-to the best of my recollection.  That's a freakin' lot of people, let me tell you.  All of my sordid past-gone in one person's inconsiderate and juvenile antics. 
still worse, despite the fact that i kept it in my underwear drawer...under my socks you pervs, but either way, my "Mentor" T-dog as i call her, told me that in the great grand scheme of things that That particular detail didn't really matter.  That's true, i guess, but even after he took it, he told someone else the damaging material from inside, and then was mad that the other person had told me what had happened. 
He now has it and won't give it back and is threatening to do lawyer-related things with it.  Except he's a moron and doesn't know that the statute of limitations for a misdemeanor as a juvenile is beyond invasion of privacy and theft and harassment and etc. 

On another note, i just keep reading. I love Janice Dickinson, and just recently finished Tweaked by Patrick Moore.  It was fantastic!  So was check, please! i think when I get home, i will go home and read something else I guess.  I am running out of books.