This afternoon I pushed a random button on the car radio and listened to a radio station that I’ve not heard in a long time. It’s probably been over 2 years since I listened to The River. This station is similar to stations all over the United States, but I’m not sure if the same company owns all of them or not. It’s a lot of music that you hear in the clubs downtown – you know, dance music that all the club DJs play and what the college girls like to hear.
There were a few songs on there that I’ve not heard before. I guess that means it’s been too long since I’ve been out clubbing! I didn’t realize that I’ve become such a homebody. Maybe this Halloween weekend I’ll find some cute sexy costume and call a couple of girlfriends to go downtown and party with me. Downtown is always crazy fun on Halloween weekends – the costumes are funny, scary or outrageous and everyone has a blast!
Sometimes I am just rolling along with my life and having fun and working and doing what I do, when out of the blue some bitch will come along and try to pick a fight with me. Now, most of the time I am fine with a good fight. I never back down from a good fight and since I grew up with two older brothers, I do not fight like a girl. I fight to win.
So here I was on Facebook and someone who is supposed to be a friend starts writing a lot of negative shit on my Facebook wall. I’m like, “What’s your problem, bitch?” and she never even gives me an answer, just keeps saying more and more insulting stuff. So I don’t know – should I let this bitch provoke me into a flame war on Facebook? Or should I take the high road because all my friends can see this same shit and even people I work with and customers, too. So I try to be polite on my Facebook, but this bitch is really getting under my skin. She is spoiling for a fight and I really want to give her a big smack down in front of everyone to shut her the fuck up.
My last boyfriend would be just the jackass to write on the wall above this sign. He is the smart ass and unconforming type of person who makes you laugh at his antics but pisses you off when you have to apologize for his jokes and his anti-social behavior to the important people – like your boss, or the landlord, or the cops.
It was fun for a little while, but the jackass never knew when to turn it off. Had to kick him to curb when it started costing me money.
So Valentine’s Day came and went, just like my boyfriend. Ha ha. At least he got to make sure he got his rocks off that night. He sprang for a nice dinner at Longhorn Steakhouse – his favorite restaurant. I would have liked a different restaurant, but I wasn’t asked.
He bought me a big box of cheap chocolates that came in a big red cardboard box with red cellophane and cheap red bow glued on it. Big fucking deal. Don’t try to impress me with a huge box of cheap chocolates. Buy me a couple of the good chocolates in a small gold ballotin with a simple ribbon tied around it. That is how to impress me. A few expensive things trump a lot of cheap crap any day.
I ate a couple of the chocolates to demonstrate my gratitude. They are awful. I know its crazy to call any chocolate awful, but it is the truth. Once you’ve learned the difference between cheap chocolates and the gourmet level of chocolates, its impossible to go back. I’m probably going to throw the rest of this crap in the trash – unless any of you want them. I’m sick of them already but you can have them.
Ok I have fucking had enough. I am getting out of this house before I lose my mind. My girl called and suggested we head out for a few drinks at the local sports bar, and that is fine with me. I could use a few pool games and the company of other people for a little while. Who knows, maybe there will be a good game on and the place will be busy. Later people…
Ok well that was a night full of lots of drinks and weird men trying to do there best to get into my pants with no success. A hint to all the men out there trying to pick up women at bars and get laid it is not going to happen the first night instead think of the first night as a intro to getting sex the next time we meet so throw a couples lines ask for some digits but that is all you should expect and do not be surprised if you do not get a wrong number here and again.