Monday, November 28, 2005

Attack!!

Had enough of the pumpkin butt? Yeah, me too! School is almost over for the semester and I'm happy to say that I think I'm coming out of my first 2 master's classes ever with an "A" in each one. Way to go me!! Feel free to leave congrats as comments. I have one paper and one test left. Raise the roof, my friends, and bottoms up to me, last girl standing!! (Can you tell I'm excited??)

I'm off to Axis in Ft. Worth to see 30 Seconds to Mars, one of my new favorite bands. I'll say hi to Jared Leto for you.
*kisses*

Oh, did I mention I started dating my bartender? he he he

Friday, November 04, 2005

Isn't Halloween supposed to be over?

Many of you probably don't know this, but I'm not exactly a fan of Halloween. Ugh, I know, I've heard it all.

"What do you mean you don't like Halloween?"

"How could you not like Halloween? Candy, costumes and scary stuff - it's great!"

blah blah blah. Here's what I have to say about your Halloween:

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

I NEED A HAIRCUT

Have you ever heard of stripper hair? Well, apparently that's what I've got. It's long - my ponytail hits mid-back - all one length and starting to get stringy. A friend of mine works with women who are trying to get out of "the business" and she tells me in a tough love kind of way that I look like one of her clients. Nice.

I'm so frikin' tired lately. I've been going to bed around 9:30 (which means it's WAY past my bedtime right now) and when my alarm goes off at 6am, I can barely open my eyes. It must be massage therapy time.

I just found out that my female coworker plays for both teams. That's cool, I don't care which side you're on as long as you know how to play the game. Because you know, that's all it is, is a game.

Speaking of game, I got a little lip-action from a bartender friend of mine. Actually, he isn't a friend so much as he is my bartender. We've been flirting for awhile, and the other night he gave me a smacker, right smack on the mouth, as he bear-hugged me good-bye. To my surprise, he did it again on Monday. The down side to all this? He isn't what I would call "potential" (not to be confused with someone "having potential"). And on top of that, I still don't get free drinks. hm. If I'm not going to date you, or tear your clothes off and at the very least do fun & nasty things to you, don't give me smackers if you aren't going to give me free drinks.

Oh, who am I kidding, I've only had sex once in the last year, he can "smack" me all he wants!

Don't let the pretty face and the absolutely adorable sleeping position fool you. . . she draws blood as she attacks my feet when I walk
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