Friday, September 5, 2008

Barracuda

Breakfast:
hopia

Lunch:
Slimfast
1/2 of tasteless soft & yucky peach
1 chocolate chip cookie

It's boiling hot. I have been doing errands all day, walking around in shorts and braving the lecherous stares and obscene groans of random men (the ones who lust after anyone obviously female). I was buying groceries when one of the staff of Lucky's saw me and groaned really loudly. So much for professionalism!

I have a date tonight. This guy has been calling me every night for the past couple of days. These phone calls have revealed that we have nothing in common, but we are too polite to say so. Maybe I will say so tonight. Maybe not. Maybe it will be fun. Maybe it will suck royal ass. He asked me if I wanted to go to a bar after or go dancing. It sounds like he is making this an event. Eek

1 comment:

Sneaky Poo said...

God I wish my man wanted to take me out to dinner then go dancing! Not that I'm unhappy with Brian, but when this girl's gotta dance, this girl's gotta dance!