bishopufb

let me tel you about my weekend. I spent all night friday waiting for my date. Finally i heard from her, and i was on my over. about ten minutes into my drive, she cals me up and says her ex just showed up screaming at her, so i should go home and she'll call me in a bit. I get home and i wait around til damn near 2 a.m. and low and behold, my night is ruined. Saturday night i go out. finally around 1 my buddy and i get some play from these girls. by that i mean, these girls were hitting on us. so they were drunk,and we were talking to them. low and behold my ex appears out of the shadows, to come talk to us, while we were in the middle of spitting mad game. so she kinda ruins it. she leaves, and so do the girls. about 3 in the morning, my ex calles me up and asks me if i took them home, which i didn't. I told her no, and she proceeded to yel at me on the phone, apparently one of the girls was one of her clients at the salon. so she told me not to talk shit to them. The funny thing is, i wasn't even with these girls. I didn't even get their number, my ex scared them off.. go figure. so i didn't get to bed til like 4, and i played golf at 8 a.m. i sucked it up. then hockey was at 4:30, which actually went really well, I was badass..lol.. anyways, that chick from the other night is blowing me off now. so i figured her and her ex got back together. so.. go figure. if god was 4, and i was five, then girls would be 6, girls would be 6, girls would be 6..