Today's Calculus
+ Amazing pedicure.
- Broke two fingernails.
+ Amazing hot "hooker red" color on toenails.
+ Earned money by cleaning.
+ Earned money by driving drunk people around.
- Being forced to dance with my mom and her friends at a Polish bar. Everyone staring at us since we're the most rowdy...not to mention the only ones on the dance floor.
- Being forced to dance with a 26 year old prison guard with no neck (football style) and no goals in life. (I didn't ask if he had goals, my hook-up artists did)
+ Laughing at 3 women and 1 man singing "Love Shack" at the top of their lungs.
- Pretty much babysitting the above 40 something aged individuals. (I thank anyone and everyone who's ever babysat me.)
- *Take a breath* Forgetting the lesson I've learned time and time again and giving the 26 year old that I was not interested in whatsoever my phone number when he asked for it because I'm too chicken shit to ever say "no" to the phone number request or let anyone down in any way whatsoever even though doing what I did (giving him hope) was probably more inhumane.
- Smelling like smoke and getting a headache as a result of it.
+ Seeing the episode of "What Not to Wear" that I've wanted to see forever.
Well, I broke even on the day...but if you have an area code 517 phone number and you're NOT programmed into my phone book, I won't be answering your call upon the slight chance that you're the 26 year old prison guard with no neck or goals in life.
I still have room to grow. In life.
- Broke two fingernails.
+ Amazing hot "hooker red" color on toenails.
+ Earned money by cleaning.
+ Earned money by driving drunk people around.
- Being forced to dance with my mom and her friends at a Polish bar. Everyone staring at us since we're the most rowdy...not to mention the only ones on the dance floor.
- Being forced to dance with a 26 year old prison guard with no neck (football style) and no goals in life. (I didn't ask if he had goals, my hook-up artists did)
+ Laughing at 3 women and 1 man singing "Love Shack" at the top of their lungs.
- Pretty much babysitting the above 40 something aged individuals. (I thank anyone and everyone who's ever babysat me.)
- *Take a breath* Forgetting the lesson I've learned time and time again and giving the 26 year old that I was not interested in whatsoever my phone number when he asked for it because I'm too chicken shit to ever say "no" to the phone number request or let anyone down in any way whatsoever even though doing what I did (giving him hope) was probably more inhumane.
- Smelling like smoke and getting a headache as a result of it.
+ Seeing the episode of "What Not to Wear" that I've wanted to see forever.
Well, I broke even on the day...but if you have an area code 517 phone number and you're NOT programmed into my phone book, I won't be answering your call upon the slight chance that you're the 26 year old prison guard with no neck or goals in life.
I still have room to grow. In life.