"um, shouldn't you have started like, 8 months ago?"
"No, I'm a procrastinator."
"Never say that in front of me again, I am your boss."
"Oh, yeah..."

That cracks me up.
"um, shouldn't you have started like, 8 months ago?"
"No, I'm a procrastinator."
"Never say that in front of me again, I am your boss."
"Oh, yeah..."

Might be? There is a blizzard here every day between october and april...and thats on a good day. On a bad day you wonder if you're still alive or if you are in hell.
I guess I should dress for a hurricane, cause I'll be there Decemeber 4th and I'm sure hurricanes don't carry around calendars and say "Oh shit, its the 5th of December, I guess I better pack it in and call it a season."
Funny how girlfriends are never big on other women being deeply involved in their boyfriend's lives...My best friend is no longer allowed to drink till he pisses himself at my house anymore. And, no more slumber parties. WTF. Girlfriends suck. I swear, I've never been the Yoko to my Lennon's before. I don't get chicks who pull that shit. It just causes undue tension. I mean fuck, I'm like the best babysitter she could have for her "boyfriend", I'd never let him fuck around on her, friends keep friends real. And now I have to suffer alienation so he can hit that? She's not even that pretty. This depresses me. And makes me feel like...eating...
I had sushi for lunch, a spicy tuna roll, and an order of edamame, and then three cookies, and a hersheys chocolate bar. And, I think I'm ovulating. Thank goodness those tubes are tied up like hudini in a steamer trunk. At any rate, I'm super horny. I have a date tonight. My ex-wanna-be-ex-ex probably won't like it if I call him for a post date booty call...but, I always overestimate his moral integrity so I could be dead wrong.
That is the same time I will be in Jamaica. I'm kind of hoping for no hurricane season also. Although it isn't likely I'll lose many personal belonging if there were a big storm, we're packing light. The resort is called Hedonism II.
I'm going to have to go shopping. I fucking hate grocery shopping.
Me too....
I have better things to do with my time then watch a man in a tank top and a mullet fight with his toothless wife over whether they should buy the on sale twin-pack of brand name toilet paper or just by the cheap stuff.
My priorities are so out of whack.
i want to know if you read the text from the love of your life.
What's involved in a Zumba class ???
Sounds interesting.