Be bop a lula
she's my bay-be
Be bop a lula
I don't mean may-be
It was 7 months ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play....
No, not really.
Ok. Try it again...
It was 7 months ago today that I split with my BF of 7 years. Only recently did I notice the 7 year thing. I always thought that itch was just a myth. Turns out in this case not.
First year was good, second was stable, and 3-7 were pretty fucking boring. I wanted adventures, he wanted to smoke pot and watch tv. I am reluctant to point out his loser-ness because that is simply a reflection of me. I stayed with him for 7 years, right? I call a chick that does that a loser.
But then one morning I looked in the mirror, saw that I was fat, depressed, bitter, and not as cute as I used to be, so I up and changed every single thing about my life. He was part of the flotsam, jetsum, and assorted deritus that was thrown overboard. Good riddance, I say.
As doodlebug and I were chitchattin' (should that be "chickchattin"?) on Valentine's Day, I said that "I was not the woman I am today, and thought that he was the best I would ever do. Today I know better." This still holds true.
In other news: It is much warmer here today, cuz the arctic winds have stopped. I'm goin' running outside today. I've been doing very little recently cuz I am sick to death of running on the dreadmill...I mean treadmill. I really gotta get my ass moving cuz I got a half marathon on June 25 that I want to be super cute for. I also have 12 pounds of superflous flub on me that really really needs to go. Winter and dark and cold makes skooter a
Take me by the hand and let's walk along
Roll on, summer, roll on
I want your hands on me
What I want, give me
You know I wanna please you
What I wanna do to you
Because I am sublimating my sexual libido, I am totally craving one of these onion thingies. Tryin to talk my girls into going out for one this afternoon.
I would
die 4
you
darlinifyouwantmeto
she's my bay-be
Be bop a lula
I don't mean may-be
It was 7 months ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play....
No, not really.
Ok. Try it again...
It was 7 months ago today that I split with my BF of 7 years. Only recently did I notice the 7 year thing. I always thought that itch was just a myth. Turns out in this case not.
First year was good, second was stable, and 3-7 were pretty fucking boring. I wanted adventures, he wanted to smoke pot and watch tv. I am reluctant to point out his loser-ness because that is simply a reflection of me. I stayed with him for 7 years, right? I call a chick that does that a loser.
But then one morning I looked in the mirror, saw that I was fat, depressed, bitter, and not as cute as I used to be, so I up and changed every single thing about my life. He was part of the flotsam, jetsum, and assorted deritus that was thrown overboard. Good riddance, I say.
As doodlebug and I were chitchattin' (should that be "chickchattin"?) on Valentine's Day, I said that "I was not the woman I am today, and thought that he was the best I would ever do. Today I know better." This still holds true.
In other news: It is much warmer here today, cuz the arctic winds have stopped. I'm goin' running outside today. I've been doing very little recently cuz I am sick to death of running on the dreadmill...I mean treadmill. I really gotta get my ass moving cuz I got a half marathon on June 25 that I want to be super cute for. I also have 12 pounds of superflous flub on me that really really needs to go. Winter and dark and cold makes skooter a
Take me by the hand and let's walk along
Roll on, summer, roll on
I want your hands on me
What I want, give me
You know I wanna please you
What I wanna do to you
Because I am sublimating my sexual libido, I am totally craving one of these onion thingies. Tryin to talk my girls into going out for one this afternoon.
I would
die 4
you
darlinifyouwantmeto
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I love Blooming Onions! Never get to eat them though!
House work and a concert.
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