294.

but don't worry. i never quit. and i never give up. 

his babies will be mine.

im still in love with the bartender. i fell out of love with him for like, 45 minutes. then i got over it. he's going to knock me up in the bathroom. he better fucking better. or that's it. its over. last night... 60's night. some friends we met at 60's night a while back came again!! COME AND COME AGAIN. so we partied. i was flat fucking broke. i got paid at midnight, like cinder fucking ella. i was a drunken mess, and an ass. my ass looked great tho. one of the other bartenders fell in love with me.. while i was watching. tv. yes. i watched tv at the bar. cuz im a salty old fat drunk now. i watched.. king of the hill. and others too. but i forget what they were. i sat a the bar, and watched the clock. and let my future ex husband baby daddy look at me. oh yeah. the other bartender fell in love with me. poor thing. i only have eyez for my number one. nick. from delirium. i wish he was in a better mood.. and that i was in a better mood. im really charming and delightful and sweet. and im not a slut, at all. really. i know what it seems like. but im not. im quite prudish actually.
i only fuck for procreation. bastard procreation.

anyways, ok. i think that is the story here. erin and i kissed. a boy girl kiss. she is so beautiful and amazing. you should kiss her. and we danced some.. i didnt really dance. i was watching tv instead. ok? so, if you see my BD, nick the bartender. tell him... tell him... Jillian says Hi.

(AND I WANT YOUR BONE)

(i want  more than his bone. i want to cuddle him. hear is troubles and console him. take his pants off an blow him. marry him, divorce him. kiss him... 
and get his phone number)