TMI FRIDAY!
I thought I started crimson tide last night, but it turns out my bfs cock is too big.
Ok. Still haven't studied, and I don't plan on it till Monday. In the meantime I have aerobics training all weekend, my best friend Mike D is coming into town on Monday, (which is also the date of my hearing- so hopefully I won't be in jail), and I still have not eaten anything since Tuesday. Well, eaten anything and kept it down. I can already see my ribs. Wtf.
Anyhow, I'm in Simi all weekend now because of this aerobics shit so I have no fucking clue what to do with my evenings since I really haven't spent a weekend out here in months and months, and since I really can't drink, I have no fucking clue what to do. Maybe dinner...or not...and a movie. Dunno. What do you sober people do on the weekends that don't really have any sober friends and your SO is out of the picture? I wonder if there is an AA group or something I can attend.
No, I think I will just go see Constantine again, if anyone would like to join me. And I will eat popcorn. Cus for some reason I can keep that shit down.
Oh! While I was driving home on the freeway from Nick's house today, some huge Bernie Mac lookalike threw a pen into my car and was like YO CALL ME BABY, YOU CRAZY GURRRRL!!! I was like WHAT?! On the brightside though, at least it is a step up from middle-aged leering business men and 16 year old boys. Goddamn, I must be HAWT.
I am in a really good mood today. I heart my man (we have plans to go get another puppy soon and spend some quality quality time together), I heart my friends, and I heart that I have shit to look forward to again.
Tell me what you heart today.
Random Fact About Me: When I was little I tried to call Satan on the telephone. I dialed 666-666-6666 and someone picked up and I cried because I thought it was the devil. Looking back I think it was an Australian, which is probably why Paul Hogan movies frighten me to death.
I thought I started crimson tide last night, but it turns out my bfs cock is too big.
Ok. Still haven't studied, and I don't plan on it till Monday. In the meantime I have aerobics training all weekend, my best friend Mike D is coming into town on Monday, (which is also the date of my hearing- so hopefully I won't be in jail), and I still have not eaten anything since Tuesday. Well, eaten anything and kept it down. I can already see my ribs. Wtf.
Anyhow, I'm in Simi all weekend now because of this aerobics shit so I have no fucking clue what to do with my evenings since I really haven't spent a weekend out here in months and months, and since I really can't drink, I have no fucking clue what to do. Maybe dinner...or not...and a movie. Dunno. What do you sober people do on the weekends that don't really have any sober friends and your SO is out of the picture? I wonder if there is an AA group or something I can attend.
No, I think I will just go see Constantine again, if anyone would like to join me. And I will eat popcorn. Cus for some reason I can keep that shit down.
Oh! While I was driving home on the freeway from Nick's house today, some huge Bernie Mac lookalike threw a pen into my car and was like YO CALL ME BABY, YOU CRAZY GURRRRL!!! I was like WHAT?! On the brightside though, at least it is a step up from middle-aged leering business men and 16 year old boys. Goddamn, I must be HAWT.
I am in a really good mood today. I heart my man (we have plans to go get another puppy soon and spend some quality quality time together), I heart my friends, and I heart that I have shit to look forward to again.
Tell me what you heart today.
Random Fact About Me: When I was little I tried to call Satan on the telephone. I dialed 666-666-6666 and someone picked up and I cried because I thought it was the devil. Looking back I think it was an Australian, which is probably why Paul Hogan movies frighten me to death.
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though I'm sure I can make it out.. I'm not planning on doing anything tomorrow anyway.