Last weekend, I heard a crashing noise come from the kitchen while I was reading in my room. A few minutes later, Tab came downstairs to tell me she had broken a glass, in case I was wondering. I said "Oh, which glass?" She told me it had only been one of hers, so I thought nothing more of it.

Cut to today, when I notice that my beautiful, classy martini glass I got from a friend for Christmas is MIA.

I'm going to have an aneurism.

I hate the fact that most of my entries lately have been about what a cunt Tab is, but for Sark's sake, she keeps doing these stupid things that make me want to shoot her in the face. I'm not really pissed that the glass got broken (I originally had two, but Laney broke the other one a while ago), it's the fact that I asked her what had been broken, and she LIED to my FACE. Wow, Tab. Way to be a goddamn grown-up. All these little stunts she pulls only serve to confirm something I've suspected for months: that she's responsible for our Playstation 2 getting stolen. If I ever find out that's true, I'm going to kick her fucking ass.

I don't understand how someone can be so nice to my face, and try to pal around with me, while she's ripping me off and lying to me and being an all-around zit on the ass of society in general. And to top off this lovely little sundae of bad manners and scumminess, she's racist. She's told me she is. Once, I heard the n-word come out of her mouth. I stopped mid-sentence and said "If you want to be racist, that's your own problem that you'll have to deal with, Tab, but if you ever say that word around me again, I'm going to pop you one right in the mouth." She laughed like I was kidding, but I wasn't. I have no tolerance for that word.

All I can do is hope that her bad karma will come around and bite her in the ass. Meanwhile, I'm creating bad karma for myself by dreaming up ways to cause her physical harm. *deep breath* I need to align my chakras or something.

I've given up eating meat (again), but this time, I'm sticking with it. It shouldn't be a big problem, since I don't eat red meat anyway, and I don't eat meat at home because I hate cooking it. So, as long as I avoid eating at restaurants as much as possible (Chicken Parmigiana is such a weakness), and stay FAR away from McDonald's cheeseburgers, it should be a snap. That last one will be easy. I haven't been there in months, due to my severe hatred of McD's latest marketing campaign. Whenever I see those golden arches, I hear the irrepressible frains of "Ba da buh buh buh..." and I lose my appetite immediately. Fuck you, Justin Timberlake. Fuck you up your stupid ass.

Also, I've been doing yoga once, sometimes twice a day. I've started my New Year's get-in-shape resolution almost two months late, but better late than never, am I right? Once I get used to exercising every day again, I'm thinking of taking some kickboxing classes. I really want to learn how to kick Tab-- I mean, someone's ass, Bristow style. Plus, I think the knowledge that I can take someone on will really add to my strut. A girl's gotta have a good strut.

Miss Black

Listening to: "Latin Girls" by Black Eyed Peas.

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Miss Black also contributes to a David Anders/Sark site under the name Chaton Espion. Feel free to visit her there if you'd like to witness the terrifying depths of obsession.