Oh man.
Today was a good day. I went to the Irish Rover with Ali Baker andh ad the best fucking sandwich ever. It was humongous...and I got a garlic pickle, fries, fruit, and dessert. Flourless chocolate Guinness cake, bitches! BTW, if anyone knows of a flourless guinness cake recipe, PLEASE send it my way. I can only find Guinness cake recipes and flourless cake recipes...the flourlessness really gives it a unique and wonderful texture, and I'd like to try to make it for Ali's birthday, since buying one would cost 32 dollars. O_O
Then we hung out at Ali's apartment for a good while, watched some TV...we decided that tomorrow she will show me how to make calzones, which I can then make for Father's Day dinner...then I'm taking her to the tattoo shop where I'll hopefully get to meet this Adam boy.
I went to Kroger after leaving her apartment, and some dumbass redneck (not James) nearly ran me over in the parking lot so I flipped him off. He had his window down so as I walked past he said "That was uneccessary". I said "so was what you just fucking did!" and all he could think of to say was "You fatass." I told Nick about it and he was trying to console me but I didn't really need consoling...the only time anyone ever brings up my weight is when they are trying to insult me, and it just makes me realize that that's the only 'negative' thing they can come up with. They can't call me a dumbass or a white trash piece of shit...they can't say I'm a whore or that I'm useless or irresponsible, that I'm ugly or a bitch of any of that...all they can come up with is that I'm fat. I think it's pretty funny.
I came back home and when I got online I had 7 new messages on OkCupid, which is beyond amazing. I am lucky to get one. Four of them were quickmatch matches, one was from one of my quickmatches, one was from some creepy old dude (it's inevitable with any kind of online profile, really), and one was.....uh, I've forgotten what it was. Must not have been that awesome then. lol
I also looked at my truth box on myspace and I FINALLY got something on there. It says:
"I think you're cute!
I'm gonna be embarrassed
if this isn't anonymous."
And I'm really curious to know who it is. I'm worried it's this guy who keeps pestering me on OkCupid and AIM...but I don't think he would be embarrassed to tell me I'm cute because god knows he comes on pretty fucking strong when we chat. I dunno...I have my theories, but I figure they are either someone trying to make me feel better, or someone who likes me who I don't like back. Regardless, if you are reading this, truthbox person, thank you for cheering me up. And it'd be nifty if you'd just let me know what's up...I wish everyone would just be fucking honest about that shit, but that's kind of hypocritical of me since I pretty much never tell anyone how I feel about them anymore, since it does absolutely no good, unless if by 'good' you mean it gets people you like to run away from you screaming bloody murder. Then it does a whole lot of good.
Then we hung out at Ali's apartment for a good while, watched some TV...we decided that tomorrow she will show me how to make calzones, which I can then make for Father's Day dinner...then I'm taking her to the tattoo shop where I'll hopefully get to meet this Adam boy.
I went to Kroger after leaving her apartment, and some dumbass redneck (not James) nearly ran me over in the parking lot so I flipped him off. He had his window down so as I walked past he said "That was uneccessary". I said "so was what you just fucking did!" and all he could think of to say was "You fatass." I told Nick about it and he was trying to console me but I didn't really need consoling...the only time anyone ever brings up my weight is when they are trying to insult me, and it just makes me realize that that's the only 'negative' thing they can come up with. They can't call me a dumbass or a white trash piece of shit...they can't say I'm a whore or that I'm useless or irresponsible, that I'm ugly or a bitch of any of that...all they can come up with is that I'm fat. I think it's pretty funny.
I came back home and when I got online I had 7 new messages on OkCupid, which is beyond amazing. I am lucky to get one. Four of them were quickmatch matches, one was from one of my quickmatches, one was from some creepy old dude (it's inevitable with any kind of online profile, really), and one was.....uh, I've forgotten what it was. Must not have been that awesome then. lol
I also looked at my truth box on myspace and I FINALLY got something on there. It says:
"I think you're cute!
I'm gonna be embarrassed
if this isn't anonymous."
And I'm really curious to know who it is. I'm worried it's this guy who keeps pestering me on OkCupid and AIM...but I don't think he would be embarrassed to tell me I'm cute because god knows he comes on pretty fucking strong when we chat. I dunno...I have my theories, but I figure they are either someone trying to make me feel better, or someone who likes me who I don't like back. Regardless, if you are reading this, truthbox person, thank you for cheering me up. And it'd be nifty if you'd just let me know what's up...I wish everyone would just be fucking honest about that shit, but that's kind of hypocritical of me since I pretty much never tell anyone how I feel about them anymore, since it does absolutely no good, unless if by 'good' you mean it gets people you like to run away from you screaming bloody murder. Then it does a whole lot of good.