Well I've walked in to see that half of you are still drunk from last night. Apparently Thoughts had a block party and I wasn't invited. Just as well-I had plans anyway. But, for future reference, watch out for those bottles of alcohol (in any form/by any name)-they will kick your ass. As I look around I've also noticed that some of you who have spent the last week or so half way out the door have turned around and come back in. Well then-sit down. Didn't your Momma teach you no manners? Quit running in and out-it's irritating. Pick one.
As for my Saturday night, I know you've all been on pins and needles waiting to hear about it. The high point was standing in the rec room with four dudes when all of a sudden porn starts blaring out of the widescreen TV. Bow chicka bow bow. That's always a comfortable thing. Being surrounded by penis' watching porn and then having all of them slowly turn to stare at you. Not my rec room guys. Not my TV. Not my porn. No, seriously though, I have no idea how it happened. But that was the height of any "paranormal" activity. Should have stayed on the curb with my boyfriend.
Anyway. Got a massage yesterday. And before you ask-no TONY RAY-there was no happy ending. I'd have declined even if it was offered, I am just simply not physically turned on by 7 ft tall older women. Otherwise, I may have. But I'll keep you posted-I go back in two weeks. That's it, that's all I've got. I'm going to start thinking about prying my ass off the couch and getting dressed now. Have a great Lazy Sunday people.
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