I gave myself 24 hours, i.e., all of Thursday, to dwell on my misery, so now it's back up in the "sunny saddle" for me today!

Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, heheh,) my plans to wallow in melancholy with Vin Deisel on a solo trip to the cinema, were thwarted when I ran into a certain HellRaiser. Suddenly, I found myself in the middle of a movie lime! Darn all wunna who made me be all happy and normal during my wallowing period! You people owe me 2 hrs of misery!

So tonight, I'm off to my favourite band fete to share a little joy, and shake a little booty! If I see this dude again, I'll flash 'im a smile and give an extra saucy flick of my skirt as I walk past.

Shot to fuck down

Rejected...again.

I
hate
this.

Little known fact about my house:

If one looks carefully enough, one can find at least one clothes-pin in every room.

C.O.T.

Great scott! That beautiful guy...I...I think he likes me! Why didn't I get his number???

C.O.T.
This topic is completely unrelated to the one above.

Some people can be SO disrespectful.
I'm walkin' along in "The Gap" with my brother the other night, and this raggedy car pulls up alongside us, full of what looks like rather unsavoury characters. They start asking "Da's you man?" and makin' comments like "He too small fa you baby! You needs someone more bigguh dan he!"
And THEN, the smooth guy in the passenger seat really lays down the charm:
"My friend, I would love to eat you...you would like da?"
And worse still: "Seriously, I cud get you numbah?"

BLEEEECCCHHHHHHHHH!