A short note as It's time for sleep for the big negro. I will write more later but as of right now:
- My roommate, Walter, has left the house and is back in Nashville. The divorce has happened. The house is very tense.
- My flatmate, Amber, now has no husband and a job and the ice in the house is immense. I'm so not looking forward to her and I talking since I know the reason why her husband left.
- Apparently, falling asleep at work is something to be narc'd on while stealing money from the register is okey-dokey!
No more wanting to give a shit about my co-workers and trying to become a decent shop and shift. Nope. Just me, my money and mexicans stiffing me on tips at tables.
- The house is cold and turning up the heat is not an option. Yeah.
- I won't be going to the ATL open meet but I will be going to the Chinese New Years party. Hopefully enough sake or mirin will get me drunk enough to forget that I do have a difficult life.
- Also, I won an auction for a jukebox zen for the first time. I now have big scale MP3 player goodness, eventually. Just gotta pay for shipping. And sales tax. Hate sales tax.
More later. But I'm tired and I need to rest. Depression and loneliness sucks. Good friends online keep the bleeding to a minimum but I need more. More, dammit!
Later.
- My roommate, Walter, has left the house and is back in Nashville. The divorce has happened. The house is very tense.
- My flatmate, Amber, now has no husband and a job and the ice in the house is immense. I'm so not looking forward to her and I talking since I know the reason why her husband left.
- Apparently, falling asleep at work is something to be narc'd on while stealing money from the register is okey-dokey!
No more wanting to give a shit about my co-workers and trying to become a decent shop and shift. Nope. Just me, my money and mexicans stiffing me on tips at tables.
- The house is cold and turning up the heat is not an option. Yeah.
- I won't be going to the ATL open meet but I will be going to the Chinese New Years party. Hopefully enough sake or mirin will get me drunk enough to forget that I do have a difficult life.
- Also, I won an auction for a jukebox zen for the first time. I now have big scale MP3 player goodness, eventually. Just gotta pay for shipping. And sales tax. Hate sales tax.
More later. But I'm tired and I need to rest. Depression and loneliness sucks. Good friends online keep the bleeding to a minimum but I need more. More, dammit!
Later.
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- If a single black male approached you at a club and tried to chat you up and was respectful like most dudes are, what would be the first thing that would pop into your mind? (Be honest.)
First thing I'd think: Why the FUCK am I at a club?
Second, most dudes simple AREN'T respectful, so if an unattacted man spoke to me or tried to chat me up I'd be flattered and reciprocate.
- What's the one thing about dating you hate?
Doing it. Dating, that is. I don't find courting interesting at all.
- Thong or babydolls?
Underoo cut Supergirl undies and a pink wife beater.
- Snow or sun?
Hmmmm....Snow on a sunny day? If I HAD to choose, SUN. It's the giver of life. It's warm and comforting. It allows sight.
How bout you?