Adios, Barbie
I just ran to Albertson's (okay, drove) for some soy sauce, and I was coming out, some totally creepy Hispanic dude walks by me, and looks me up and down. Then he says, "Adios, Barbie..."
Ugh.
Excuse me while I remove my eyes with a spoon.
Whatever happened to treating a lady like a lady?
Gentlemen, all you TRUE gentlemen out there, let me just say, I love you, and there need to be more gentlemen in the world. ASAP.
Morons like this guy forget they're talking to a lady.
Because, above all, this is what I am.
And don't you forget it.
Barbie.
Ugh.
I have a brain, thankyouverymuch. And much more, also thankyouverymuchagain.
In other news...
Think it's time, like Nora said, to destroy and start a new. This applies to many aspects of my life. And so, that said, I may just end up completely deleting this journal, all of it.
But fret not; I'll get a new one. Anyone interested in hearing what I gotta say, I'll let you know when the new one begins. Or I'll just come and find you. You'll know it's me.
To all my dear friends I missed this weekend, my apologies, but my paperwork caught up with me. It was a sacrifice I agreed to when I jumped into this 'school' thing. But it'll be worth it in the end, and no matter how many times I turn down an offer from you, just remember that I often don't have a choice. Love you all, and have a good week.
Oh! Went to a middle-aged birthday party this weekend...and I drank. My mother fixed me a drink. And it was good. Who knew?!? So now I can't really say I don't drink, because I do like Kahlua with milk. Good stuff.
So, me drinking...A metaphor for my life?
Don't know if it's good or not till you try it.
I'll keep that in mind.
Ugh.
Excuse me while I remove my eyes with a spoon.
Whatever happened to treating a lady like a lady?
Gentlemen, all you TRUE gentlemen out there, let me just say, I love you, and there need to be more gentlemen in the world. ASAP.
Morons like this guy forget they're talking to a lady.
Because, above all, this is what I am.
And don't you forget it.
Barbie.
Ugh.
I have a brain, thankyouverymuch. And much more, also thankyouverymuchagain.
In other news...
Think it's time, like Nora said, to destroy and start a new. This applies to many aspects of my life. And so, that said, I may just end up completely deleting this journal, all of it.
But fret not; I'll get a new one. Anyone interested in hearing what I gotta say, I'll let you know when the new one begins. Or I'll just come and find you. You'll know it's me.
To all my dear friends I missed this weekend, my apologies, but my paperwork caught up with me. It was a sacrifice I agreed to when I jumped into this 'school' thing. But it'll be worth it in the end, and no matter how many times I turn down an offer from you, just remember that I often don't have a choice. Love you all, and have a good week.
Oh! Went to a middle-aged birthday party this weekend...and I drank. My mother fixed me a drink. And it was good. Who knew?!? So now I can't really say I don't drink, because I do like Kahlua with milk. Good stuff.
So, me drinking...A metaphor for my life?
Don't know if it's good or not till you try it.
I'll keep that in mind.