Highlight of The Day

I JUST gave our DHL guy a kiss for his birthday.
Never mind his birthday was at the end of June.
Woo!

It’s a dreary, soggy scene on the outside today, and I’m afraid my mood is reflective of the weather. Sometimes I get horribly tired of listening to other people talk. They just go on and on, and it’s so tiresome trying to pick the useful information from what seems like endless blather.

C.O.T.
Update on my hair situation: I tried to put my hair in thousands last night, but I could only manage the front part of my head by myself and my mother refused to help me do the back. Why is she doing this to me? If she loved me, she’d do my hair!
Anyhow, so no-one in the office has said anything about my drastically different hairstyle today. I take that to be a bad sign. Schuupes, cyan please nobody.

C.O.T.
Right now I feel like the poorest woman in the world that I have no-one to soothe my aching shoulders with a pair of strong hands and some warm almond oil.
Woe is me.

That's IT! I have GOT to do something with my hair!
My co-workers told me today that I look like an old lady, and the reason for this, is that I wear my hair too severely!
And the fact that my mother has been telling me the same thing for months in an effort to get me to straighten my hair, only adds to my distress!

Well THAT is just not an option. The day I straighten my hair is the day I've lost hope and given up the battle.
Time for me to explore more exotic hair options....nubian knots....flat twists...."thousands" ....maybe even, dare I say it....extentions?
What the hell, bring on the bright blonde "boxy duster" braids! Bare bashment, boy! (Say that 10 times fast!)

You only live once!

I got a little practice with my future partner Shane last night at ballroom. It's so funny how dancing is the same as any other kind of relationship:
each of us needs to get accustomed to how the other moves.
We have to feel comfortable with each other, and there needs to be chemistry and some kind of connection which shows up in the dance.
I got work to do!

C.O.T.
Being yourself can be highly over-rated sometimes. Yes, there ARE things about my personality I'd like to change, but dammit, it takes a strong person to change one's nature and I dunno if I'm that strong.

I just wish I were:
Iron-willed
More affectionate
Open
Motivated
Less diplomatic
Able to escape my own inhibitions
Compassionate
Hungrier for knowledge

I repeat, I got work to do!

Here's the story:

I've been receiving unwanted advances from a bouncer at a certain night spot, and of course I turned him down, but I guess I hadn't made myself clear enough, because he kept buggin' me! So I told him I'd just been through a terrible breakup (not THAT far from the truth), and I wasn't looking to get into anything new.
He seemed to buy that, but THEN, everytime he caught me out, it was
"So you get ova he yet?" or "So when de two-a we gine do dis ting?"
The man just does not stop!

Well, I had had enough of this, so last Thursday I told 'im I was seeing someone (again, not a COMPLETE lie. Heck, I see people everyday, right?).
Brother took it harder than I thought he would!

He started tellin' me about how he though he was, and I qoute, "de next in line" , and how disappointed he was and askin' me, how I could do that to him.

Well...colour me flabbergasted!

I had no clue that Mr. Bouncer Man and I were on dat sorta level. And where did he get the idea that I promised myself to him?
Which raises another question: Was it me? Should I have been more direct?
Should I have said the words
"I am not interested in pursuing any kind of relationship with you, not now, not EVER!" right up front?
That seems so harsh to me.