Chocolate

So, my boyfriend, ya, I said freaken boyfriend because that's weird for me to have one...if you will and Kitten I know you will...told me if his new job opportunity pans out, (which where did that come from? Pans out?) that he will indeed be my first "Sugar Daddy." That's right, Midget. SUGAR DADDY.

He has a job offer that will make him enough cashola, and yes that's a word, to take care of him and me. No, we're not moving back in together. He wants to take care of my bills and put Log in private school, if I want and pay for whatever I want to become...

Clearly, I want to become an actor. Not an actress, because that sounds weird. But an actress.

I love my Nicholas. My heart is pleased that his heart is on the same page as mine...