I'm a beggar and I'm a chooser
the sister I always wanted is off doing things that are B A D.
well, she WAS, until she got busted, and now she is making the 3 hour drive to make the "Baby I'm SORRY!" pitch that I do not miss at all.
meanwhile, I haven't seen the sister I was born with in quite sometime, and the last time I saw her, she was crying. typical. and I love her VERY much.
I have been SICK SICK SICK for the past week or so. wednesday night/early thursday morning found me in the emergency room fighting to breathe. that's all since been resolved and with the aid of pain medication, i am back to being a champion in the art of breathing.
so I have just been laying around for a week. tuesday I got the chance to redevelop my intense connection with ellen degeneres. Seriously. Why is she so cute cute cute!? then there was Montel, Maury, Maury, Tyra, Dr. Phil, Oprah, then the Simpsons and so on. Then there were all those commercials offering me my GED and then my MASTERS from the same Nationally Accredited institition of B.S. Well, that and how lame college is and how i should just become a medical insurance biller/coder.
When all this wasn't going on I was watching movies. LOTS of movies.
OH, and coughing; Coughing ALOT.
i went to get some gummy bears and chocolate milk the other day and this black guy at Diamond shamrock started griping at me because my wallet is Armani. i was worried because i was by myself and i was wondering how he knew it was armani because the a/x thing is really small and embossed. then he said something about my sunglasses and they don't even have any logo on them but he still knew what they were. anyway, he was going on about "people like you make me sick." yada yada yada son of a bitch drove an Escalade. I was like, "Yeah, that Oldsmobile out there really makes a statement, I'm such a stuck up rich little white bitch right?" Then I went to my car and drove around a little bit before I went home just in case he wanted to follow me because I should just shut my mouth sometimes. Also, I did not tell cory about this, so you don't either.
Also, I have further proof that I am emitting some serious pheromones because another stranger just walked up to me last night to tell me that I am beautiful.
Not bad for having spent the last 6-7 days dying!
SO, either I really am just that gorgeous, or this is all some elaborate prank to build my self-esteem. Either way - I don't see how being complemented on a daily basis is a bad thing, especially when it is by random people who don't really have to worry about your feelings.
P.S.
Dear James Kinsey (if you are reading this),
I did not blow you off or forget about you. I WILL call you.
kthx
well, she WAS, until she got busted, and now she is making the 3 hour drive to make the "Baby I'm SORRY!" pitch that I do not miss at all.
meanwhile, I haven't seen the sister I was born with in quite sometime, and the last time I saw her, she was crying. typical. and I love her VERY much.
I have been SICK SICK SICK for the past week or so. wednesday night/early thursday morning found me in the emergency room fighting to breathe. that's all since been resolved and with the aid of pain medication, i am back to being a champion in the art of breathing.
so I have just been laying around for a week. tuesday I got the chance to redevelop my intense connection with ellen degeneres. Seriously. Why is she so cute cute cute!? then there was Montel, Maury, Maury, Tyra, Dr. Phil, Oprah, then the Simpsons and so on. Then there were all those commercials offering me my GED and then my MASTERS from the same Nationally Accredited institition of B.S. Well, that and how lame college is and how i should just become a medical insurance biller/coder.
When all this wasn't going on I was watching movies. LOTS of movies.
OH, and coughing; Coughing ALOT.
i went to get some gummy bears and chocolate milk the other day and this black guy at Diamond shamrock started griping at me because my wallet is Armani. i was worried because i was by myself and i was wondering how he knew it was armani because the a/x thing is really small and embossed. then he said something about my sunglasses and they don't even have any logo on them but he still knew what they were. anyway, he was going on about "people like you make me sick." yada yada yada son of a bitch drove an Escalade. I was like, "Yeah, that Oldsmobile out there really makes a statement, I'm such a stuck up rich little white bitch right?" Then I went to my car and drove around a little bit before I went home just in case he wanted to follow me because I should just shut my mouth sometimes. Also, I did not tell cory about this, so you don't either.
Also, I have further proof that I am emitting some serious pheromones because another stranger just walked up to me last night to tell me that I am beautiful.
Not bad for having spent the last 6-7 days dying!
SO, either I really am just that gorgeous, or this is all some elaborate prank to build my self-esteem. Either way - I don't see how being complemented on a daily basis is a bad thing, especially when it is by random people who don't really have to worry about your feelings.
P.S.
Dear James Kinsey (if you are reading this),
I did not blow you off or forget about you. I WILL call you.
kthx