Sometimes you have to go with the flow.

WEDNESDAY:

Fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck...the battery in my watch is dead. Obviously the cheap easy fix is to buy a battery. But really I'd like a new watch. So...if anyone would like to contribute to my new watch fund...you can go to my profile page and click on the make a donation button and send me some moolah. Thanks, I appreciate it. *smooches*

I don't feel any guilt about the situation between NotInterested and I. I feel like I should though. I wonder if it's because of the circumstances he claims. Or am I just that cold and dead inside?

"...I'm gon be who I be..." ~Jill Scott/Hate On Me

*panics*

I have the urge to do some construction work. Pulling up carpet, installing some flooring. Something.

RANDOM BUS OBSERVATION: Ooowhee lady put on a bra AND while your at it a shirt that fits you. Oh the humanity. Oh goodness my retinas.

Okay dirty old man...get the fuck out of my store and quit hitting on me. 1) Grooosss. 2) Super Gross 3) You're MARRIED and in here asking for my opinion on lingerie for your WIFE!!! And while I'm not married or boo'd up I AM taken care of and definitely not interested in your ugly, old gross ass and no don't bring your friend down here either. Just GO!!!

What? A lab tech bites a three year old because he bit her first??? That's ridiculous.

THURSDAY:

TheLiar called yesterday and today. What could his motives be?

"...Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me and Mr. Jones...What kind of fuckery is this...You made me miss the Slick Rick gig...You thought I didn't love you when I did...Can't believe you played me out like that...No you ain't worth guest list...Plus one of them girls you kiss...You can't keep lying to yourself like this...Can't believe you played yourself like this..."

*rolls on floor laughing* How appropriate.

Must be productive today.

On today's menu: Filet Mignon on a bed of rice pilaf with a side of butter beans. Let's hope it tastes good. [not bad]

Woo fucking hoo bitches. My replacement shirt came in the mail today just in time for the weekend.

Can we go back to the old days and old ways? "Do you like me? [ ] Yes [ ] No." Not that it ever helped me back then...but still.

Where the fuck did all these hood rats and thugs come from? Headed to the third floor? Good keep your asses up there and stay out of our D'Vine. Don't be trying to ruin our shit, we already have to deal with all the other invaders.

Holy shit is that Com??? Looking good Mr. Dot, looking good.

Okay...so maybe I didn't need that Snickers martini. I was almost tempted to actually flash the last few patrons of D'Vine...but I'm sure there are a few people who wouldn't have wanted to see that. It was hi-fucking-larious though. Photo evidence must be destroyed. And damn he has small nipples.

Fucking awesome.

Shit one person grabbing at my ass in the back...another trying to grab my tits...dang. Can I just walk passed.

*rolls on floor laughing*

Yeah...I was NOT expecting the evening to end like that. Nor had a I imagined that's how it'd play out. Thanks though.

"...gimme gimme more...gimme more...gimme gimme more..."

Sometimes you just have to go with the flow.