TGIF
That acronym TGIF... has always and will always remind me of the "old" 90210 and it gives me the creeps for that reason. I think it's funny that I have to call it "The Old 90210" now. (weird) (and that can only mean one thing.)
Last night the ghetto found me. I was sitting on my front porch smoking and this drunk guy with pants sagging below his butt walks up to me WHILST TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. He proceeded to ask me all kinds of bizzaro questions about my street, my house, why do i not have kids (he was BAFFLED on this one - ?!), am i married, am I always out here at this time of night, and my favorite: IS IT SAFE TO WALK IN DIS HOOD?. :| sigh.... I always felt so tucked away in my little back unit off the street down my little skinny (barely fits a car down it) driveway. My new smoking oasis will have to be my backyard from now on. Or my friend's advice: just quit smoking, duh. (I like my backyard) :)
I walked Lake Merritt for the first time in eons yesterday and wore my low tops which haven't had any action in a while so needless to say I now have 2 big ass blisters on the balls of BOTH FEET. I fear this is going to affect my wardrobe dynamic tomorrow night. It may even affect my ability to co-exist in my natural habitat: the dancefloor. and that's just WRONG. (sick and wrong)
Ok, I said i was getting out of work early today because i had to endure another one of my all day meetings.. and well, early for me is like a 4 hour day... i'm at 7 and 3/4. OH HEEELLLL NOOOOO.... What kind of Friday IS this?
I'm out. TGIFUCK OFF. :) *smooch!*
Last night the ghetto found me. I was sitting on my front porch smoking and this drunk guy with pants sagging below his butt walks up to me WHILST TALKING ON HIS CELL PHONE. He proceeded to ask me all kinds of bizzaro questions about my street, my house, why do i not have kids (he was BAFFLED on this one - ?!), am i married, am I always out here at this time of night, and my favorite: IS IT SAFE TO WALK IN DIS HOOD?. :| sigh.... I always felt so tucked away in my little back unit off the street down my little skinny (barely fits a car down it) driveway. My new smoking oasis will have to be my backyard from now on. Or my friend's advice: just quit smoking, duh. (I like my backyard) :)
I walked Lake Merritt for the first time in eons yesterday and wore my low tops which haven't had any action in a while so needless to say I now have 2 big ass blisters on the balls of BOTH FEET. I fear this is going to affect my wardrobe dynamic tomorrow night. It may even affect my ability to co-exist in my natural habitat: the dancefloor. and that's just WRONG. (sick and wrong)
Ok, I said i was getting out of work early today because i had to endure another one of my all day meetings.. and well, early for me is like a 4 hour day... i'm at 7 and 3/4. OH HEEELLLL NOOOOO.... What kind of Friday IS this?
I'm out. TGIFUCK OFF. :) *smooch!*