My apologies.

Sorry about that last post. But after that whole Okcupid thing my ghetto fabulous side came out. And I had to have someone hold my poodle. Lol.

In other good news. Brat got another girl scout badge! And her Halloween costume! She’s gonna be Catarina DeMew(mow?) from Monster High. And Rat is gonna be a ballerina kitten! No clue what I’m gonna be. I got some old stuff in my closet from years past. Just throw them all together!

Oh and next month we get three paychecks instead of our usual two a month. So all of that extra money money MONEY is going in my Christmas account. It’s gonna be a marry Christmas.

Kiss of Cherries ;-*

Oh my god! Bitch just stop. PLEASE!

That bitch Valerie needs to leave me the fuck alone. One of her little cronies emailed me on Okcupid. Gee wonder how someone I don’t know, never talked to, never seen me, knew who I was. Since I blocked her from everything she had to call in a little spy to get her fat ass across? Not that it’d take long for that fat ass to get across anything.

And the best part, back when we were talking, she’d say bad shit about this little cronie. And now he is “to help you and her”. Bitch please. I don’t want no fucking help with her. And the only help she needs is weight watchers.

Let me get this across.
I don’t want to talk to you!
I don’t want you reading any of my shit! Profile or other wise.
I want you to leave me alone!
Quit sending people to talk to me!
I don’t give a shit!

And to that guy who was used to get to me.

Sorry to be so harsh to you, but I never really liked you in the first place, and I ain’t gonna be nice to someone I really really don’t like. At least I tell you that best I can and I don’t act like I like you then go behind your back.

Kiss of Cherries ;-*

Hahaha ooooh my gawd, bitches need to chill.

Wow, I got yet another email today. More drama for this mama.

The email said I was being talked about, AGAIN. I’m sick of people who don’t know shit.

All the stuff I’ve been saying, is sadly true. I’ve had the boyfriend, theirs not mine, the grandma, and mom, again, not mine, tell me all this stuff. So it’s not just me thinking it. If multiple people whom never really talk to each other are saying the exact same thing, then it must be them. Ya know? Cuz multiple people uninfluenced by anything other than that one person are all in it together to ruin that one person’s life.

Sorry, but quit sending me emails. I don’t read that other persons blog, simply because I don’t care what they are saying about anything really. Even without talking to them, I can pretty much guess what they do all day, every day. Not that interesting to me. At all.

So I’m gonna go, to my job. Then after that my girl scout is going to go get all her new badges put on her new vest. Busy day. Its gonna be fun!

See You Later Space Cowboy…

Moonstruck

“Why do men chase women?”

“There’s a bible story. God. Now maybe men chase women to get the rib back. When god took the rib, he left a big hole there, a place where there use to be something. And the women have that. Now maybe. Just maybe a man isn’t complete without a woman.”

See You Later Space Cowboy…

Let me be blunt…

… cause, lets face it, I always am. I am also pushy. And rude. And I’m called a bitch because I know what I need and I won’t settle for less. But I really really don’t care.

Now that that’s out of the way.

Guys can be cock teases too. Or…. pussy teases? Vagina teases? What ever you wanna call them. Guys can be sluts too. But right now I just wanna talk about the vagina teasers.

There’s a lot of them. And I have come to the conclusion that even though I’ve gained a lot of guy friends, that’s all they’ll ever be. Even though we have sexual connections we never have mental connections so therefore I deem them with a big red X on the “boyfriend” category. But I guess my standards are too high. But I know these guys are around. I’m just waiting for the right one. I’ve had too many guys that
A: won’t get or keep a job
B: think that shit from D&D are real
C: won’t manage their money, at all
D: don’t bathe like people should

Omg the list goes on and on. All that shit might have been liveable in middle school but we are all grown up. Time to really grow up.

I have middle school tendencies too, such as clingyness and romance fantasies but I keep my job, mange my money well, bathe, and I know there is no such thing as magic.

See You Later Space Cowboy…

So this happened…

Actually nothing happened. Exactly why I haven’t blogged.

I haven’t had any luck at all with anything. My throat is starting to hurt again and I know it’s not strep because I finished my meds for yesterday.

I did have a guy literally shove his phone number in my hand today. But I won’t be using it. He is a young lad of 19. And I have no idea why a kid like that would want anything to do with me.

I have always dated older guys. And going younger just makes me feel older.

And now I have nothing left to blog about.

I have been getting more hours at work. I get to go in early enough to down stock and straighten shelves. Its nice having more to do than just walk around asking everyone “can I help you find anything today?” Or “still finding everything alright”. I love my job. I do. But I feel more important when I can actually see my work.

Well…

See You Later Space Cowboy…

O_O

Most. Fucked. Up. Thing. I. Have. Ever. Seen.

I need this shirt

 

I But i blog about everybody anyways.

Hell Baby 2012

This movie was more of a comedy to me than a horror film. I don’t know what it’s categorised as.

But it started off funny. I like the lead guy, he’s chubby, bald and doesn’t really have a “oh shit I’m scared” attitude. He’s more like a “what is THAT!” Kinda guy. Meaning Wtf. The lead woman does a great job of being crazy. She’s pregnant with twins and I guess the demons of the new house are possessing her and the babies.

There is also a crazy in the funny way neighbor who drops in all the time.

This movie is just stupid, lol. There is one part where they have their backs to a room, turn around and all the boxes are stacked in one tall stack. And I don’t know why but I just busted out laughing when the lead guy just said “wtf” so calmly.

I give the whole move a 3 out of 5

See You Later Space Cowboy…

Since when is being healthy wrong?

I just wanna know. I wanna know when the norm was obesity and people trying to lose the bad weight start getting called nasty names? For some reason I have been told I have a image and eating disorder. Um, I eat, more than I should, based on DOCTORS. Don’t really think it’s fair that I am called names because I exercise. Which everyone does, even if they don’t realise it. Some might need more, some might need less. And how am I the bitch when I’m not the one telling people how to control their weight, call the DOCTOR that told you you’d have a heat attack if you don’t lose weight, a bitch, not me.

Love how it all of a sudden it became the people running, ridding bikes, working out and dieting for health, became the ones who have problems.

“You better love me for my 500 extra pounds or you’re just a bitch.”
No, if you have a good personality, I’ll like you for that, but I don’t have to love watching you get out of breath and almost fall over while you walk to the mailbox.

We all have to admit there is a healthy place. I’m not telling anyone how to live. I’m telling people listen to doctors. They know a little bit about what’s right for you.

Me, I was told to lose some. I’m trying to. And now I’m a anorexic bitch. Bitch, I’m a size 9, not a size 0. If I had any kinda eating disorder, I think I’m doing it wrong.

And yeah, being big is kinda wrong, nothing about looks. But it’d be nice to be able to do more than just sit there and worry about how many years are being lost.

I’m not sorry if I’m wrong. I’m following doctors orders.

See You Later Space Cowboy…