Monday mornings are not my choice days. Ugh.
So I had a damn good weekend. Saturday I worked, and made many new lady friends. It was, to say the least, an awesome night. The girls at the bar next to mine are all in love with me now because of my voice. They were having a staff meeting when I walked through to get to the beer cooler. The head bartend knows I sing, so he beckoned me to sing a bit, and I belted out the song "When You're in Love" from the musical Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, a huge belty tune that makes me sound like a lumberjack. This spawned major lovin for Aaron. I love the genes my family has given me, I am so thankful that I am me.
Then Sunday was family day. I bought The Family Guy, Season 1+2, *DING*, awesome. Then later my sisters and I watched Some Like it Hot with Marilyn Monroe, and I have to say, that is a hot woman. The days where a woman with curves was the standard of beauty. So then we smoked up and watched something that I can't remember, and then we watched Sex in the City. I don't understand the mania behind that show quite frankly. My little sister adores the show, but perhaps being a guy it doesn't set in quite as well ... or it just isn't that interesting, one of the two.
"Who am I to judge another when I refuse to judge myself"
So I had a damn good weekend. Saturday I worked, and made many new lady friends. It was, to say the least, an awesome night. The girls at the bar next to mine are all in love with me now because of my voice. They were having a staff meeting when I walked through to get to the beer cooler. The head bartend knows I sing, so he beckoned me to sing a bit, and I belted out the song "When You're in Love" from the musical Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, a huge belty tune that makes me sound like a lumberjack. This spawned major lovin for Aaron. I love the genes my family has given me, I am so thankful that I am me.
Then Sunday was family day. I bought The Family Guy, Season 1+2, *DING*, awesome. Then later my sisters and I watched Some Like it Hot with Marilyn Monroe, and I have to say, that is a hot woman. The days where a woman with curves was the standard of beauty. So then we smoked up and watched something that I can't remember, and then we watched Sex in the City. I don't understand the mania behind that show quite frankly. My little sister adores the show, but perhaps being a guy it doesn't set in quite as well ... or it just isn't that interesting, one of the two.
"Who am I to judge another when I refuse to judge myself"
hee hee hee