Kiss me.

SOME TIME LAST WEEK

More compliments regarding my skills this morning and from an unexpected source at that. Time to book another session.

I need some Kinder Eggs.

I have never wanted bigger feet in my life. Why can't the shoes I want come in my size??? Foiled again. Not in my size. I'm thinking none of what I want is meant to be. Signs maybe?

Idiot/douche bag manager.

Dude you're trying to hard and mentioning anything that has to do with commitment is no bueno. Big ol' red flags homie. It's going to be over before it even started.

"This is how you like it, right?" -Boss Lady No. 3 to Boss Lady No. 1 (I knew what was going on, but my mind immediately went to the perverted place it does.

People keep telling me I look like I've lost some weight. I wouldn't really know of course since I haven't weighed myself in a few months. But I suppose it's possible.

I don't mind helping out friends with lunch or moving or whatever. I've been SO blessed this year with a place to lay my head that I want to give back any way I can.

I wasn't expecting to see HIM out.

Great minds think alike.

Why does everyone seem to think I've got something going on with ________?

Amy, Amy, Amy...

So he thinks I have a pretty face. I know a lot of folks dig the body, but I'm never sure about the face.

TheFireFighter ACTUALLY came through when he said he would and then even took me out to lunch. *almost faints from shock* It was pretty nice and I'm glad we got to spend some time together. I'm still keeping my distance as not to be disappointed yet again.

I'm thankful for my friendship with McDishes. He pushes me. When I look back to where I was and where I am now and think about the people who've supported and encouraged me, he's always on the list. I'm also thankful for Import/Export, TheMC, JT and everyone else who've opened up my eyes to see how great I am and can be.

Please don't tell me what I can and can't do. Or at least put it in a way that doesn't sound like you're telling me what to do. Make it sound like you're giving me advice.

My ears throb...and itch...but I skipped 8g and went straight to 6g bitches. I'm almost there.

Ha...so now I'M an asshole.

Who the EFF is calling me from a PRIVATE number at 11PM? Leave an EFFIN message. I'm not answering and if I do, you're not getting the standard greeting. I'm not telling you who I am. And no I don't know who your husband is...hmmm. Someone's fucking around on the phone.

It's funny to see folks out acting silly when you're used to seeing them quiet and reserved.

Stupid kid...I know you were just trying to cop a feel when you "bumped" into me. Your ass is lucky I was working. That definitely deserved a smack upside the head. Get the fuck out of here with that shit.

See all that cussing. Oy. Must get in under control.

Ah yes, the joys of working in the mall on a Saturday night. Did anyone else catch on the news the fight at the mall? Gotta love the teenagers who don't know how to act right.

I almost fell asleep in the park...at night. No bueno. It was so nice out though and the breeze was quite loverly.

I *heart* when my "fiance" plays my song. *rolls on floor laughing*

"...let go/and let me live inside you/what your mouth don't say/baby your thighs do/I want us to arrive together/I love it when the weather/is wet and sticky/some depict me/as being conscious/yeah I use my head/it was you who fed/my appetite for seduction/biting and cussing making love and uh/touching where no one has ever touched before/the heat go you open like an oven door/because of your innocence/even more you'll remember this/hardcore gentleness/before you wasn't into this/on the ride your freak became limitless/holding on to the night and me tight/as we write on the walls/a story called go/you have come so far/you've got so far to go..."

This thing with TheMC...it comes and goes. I appreciate it his friendship...I like him...but I don't. Eh. Whatever. I've got other ish to worry about. I've pretty much put him in the friend box. It's easier that way.

What I really want from ThePromoter and TheFireFighter is the affection. Kiss me, hold me, spend a little quiet time with me.

I think I've become a little detached lately. Which probably explains why I've been such an asshole.

Man oh man...this libido needs to be put in check. I'm ready to tear someone's clothes off. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme.

I'm in want to have fun and date land...but some days want to be in love. *weeps* I'm so torn. I need balance...consistency.

I've been wanting to tell friends that I love them, but I can't physically get the words to come out of my mouth. I'm really good at saying them in my head though. I love you guys. Just so you know.

Wednesday at The Living Room Lounge: Wet T-Shirt Contest...$100 prize. I'm game...that's easy money.

Okay so my friends think I'm too smart to do things of that nature. I would have to say they are probably right. But what have I got to lose?

I've been really kissy lately. Kiss me.

Pimpin...

"She doesn't have anger management issues, she has anger issues she don't manage." -Grey about me after I've had a drink.

I tend to get a little belligerent...and sometimes I want to fight people.

THIS WEEK

The photo looks awesome framed. I'm pretty geeked.

NO NO NO NO NO I can't come in at 9PM after I get off at the other job, especially if you expect me to come in the next morning. I AM NOT available to work after 2PM for you. Quit calling me. I'm so very ready to quit that job.

Wow, this dude...I can't believe it. Details said I had a fucked the fuck up attitude and then said called me a broke bitch. Really? Okay so yes I've been an asshole lately, but is that really how you want to put it? I won't lie...it did sting a little bit.