Last night Brian and I were having sex and he accidentally hit me in the freshly pierced industrial really hard. It was so fucking painful. I was actually crying because it hurt so bad. When I got up and looked at it this morning, it was covered in dried blood. Yuck. It's still tender even now.

My boyfriend is awesome. I was hungover this morning so he made me a bubble bath. So cute. Despite the bumps we've had I truly think he is the one.

Jamison has been calling again lately. He just broke up with his girlfriend. I hope he doesn't have any ideas about trying to get back together.

I think I want to get a nose job. I don't think it's a bad thing and it certainly doesn't mean I'm insecure. I'm happy with the way I look except for my nose. And if I could save up and change it, why not? Brian says he would kill me if I did it, because he likes my nose, but I think he'd get over it. And it is my face. I'm afraid my mom would get pissed at me about it too. So I don't know.

Tonight I think I'm going to stay in and I'm actually rather excited about it. I'm going to get some work done, hang out with my kitty babies, make some dinner and maybe rent a movie. God, I've turned into such a little homebody!

What is wrong with the American people? George W. Bush...Clay Aiken....I don't get it! I'm embarassed to be an American!

Love,
Jess