Yes, I'm Spoiled. You will come to terms with this...
Last night.. was supposed to be my big Saturday night out with the girls but it was more a BUST. We got so lost in Frankfurt. She told me that she's been there twice before, I have NEVER been to this club before, mind you. But.. because I dont drive.. anyone has the right to get angry and frustrated at me, no matter how fantastic my navigational skills are to learning landmarks
I wont even get into details about last night.. it was 1am by the time we got in and at 3 when we left, we couldnt find the mothafuckin car because she wanted to walk a "shorter" way.
Ok. Look. I DONT rock heels or uncomfortable shit when I go out. Im not Miss Makeup- It doesnt take me over an hour to get ready to go to some club. My pre-party usually consists of a lil smoke, a lil drink, a shower, maybe some mascara & a g-string if I'm feeling sexy.. but I dont ever go all out. Who the fuck do I have to impress? Not a goddamn person.. so anyways..
...my girl is wearing this boots and they are KILLING her. I tell her, just get me back to the club and I swear I can find our way back to the car from there. So she did.. and I came through with my end of the deal, too. Yet, she was still pissed off.. sore feet & all.
I would feel worse but dont. I just felt bad that I couldn't help drive and ease the stress.. but thats all my lil heart has sympathy for. I'm busy trying to cheer her up and de-stress her and she waits 30 minutes to tell me all she wants is silence when she's upset.
Bitch.. you coulda told me that 30 minutes ago and saves you & I a bunch of grief.
See why I dont have girlfriends?
So Today, Sunday.. we were gonna do a big cook out but since she's in a pissy mood from last night we decided to cancel. Means I gotta cook tonight.. which I dont mind, I guess. I have a bottle of Riesling that I'm dying to pour over some tender white fish.. broccoli & a small bit of rice.. sounds like a yummy dinner to me. I know the hubby will enjoy, he <3's brocolli
That has been my weekend thus far. OH! I forgot about Friday night. We just went to this sports bar downtown called Your's a met up with a friend who just got promoted to an E5. Yippe mothafuckin-ki-yay! All that means to me is more $. Fuck the mil.
As you can tell Im not in the most of pleasant moods. Last night didnt relieve my stress from all the coding and tinkering with Mac I've been doing, trying to get my website just right and ready for take off.. Thats what I'm about to head back to do. My FTP is calling.. ok Dreamweaver, you motherfucker, Im coming!
I get no breaks.. *sigh*
Last night.. was supposed to be my big Saturday night out with the girls but it was more a BUST. We got so lost in Frankfurt. She told me that she's been there twice before, I have NEVER been to this club before, mind you. But.. because I dont drive.. anyone has the right to get angry and frustrated at me, no matter how fantastic my navigational skills are to learning landmarks
I wont even get into details about last night.. it was 1am by the time we got in and at 3 when we left, we couldnt find the mothafuckin car because she wanted to walk a "shorter" way.
Ok. Look. I DONT rock heels or uncomfortable shit when I go out. Im not Miss Makeup- It doesnt take me over an hour to get ready to go to some club. My pre-party usually consists of a lil smoke, a lil drink, a shower, maybe some mascara & a g-string if I'm feeling sexy.. but I dont ever go all out. Who the fuck do I have to impress? Not a goddamn person.. so anyways..
...my girl is wearing this boots and they are KILLING her. I tell her, just get me back to the club and I swear I can find our way back to the car from there. So she did.. and I came through with my end of the deal, too. Yet, she was still pissed off.. sore feet & all.
I would feel worse but dont. I just felt bad that I couldn't help drive and ease the stress.. but thats all my lil heart has sympathy for. I'm busy trying to cheer her up and de-stress her and she waits 30 minutes to tell me all she wants is silence when she's upset.
Bitch.. you coulda told me that 30 minutes ago and saves you & I a bunch of grief.
See why I dont have girlfriends?
So Today, Sunday.. we were gonna do a big cook out but since she's in a pissy mood from last night we decided to cancel. Means I gotta cook tonight.. which I dont mind, I guess. I have a bottle of Riesling that I'm dying to pour over some tender white fish.. broccoli & a small bit of rice.. sounds like a yummy dinner to me. I know the hubby will enjoy, he <3's brocolli
That has been my weekend thus far. OH! I forgot about Friday night. We just went to this sports bar downtown called Your's a met up with a friend who just got promoted to an E5. Yippe mothafuckin-ki-yay! All that means to me is more $. Fuck the mil.
As you can tell Im not in the most of pleasant moods. Last night didnt relieve my stress from all the coding and tinkering with Mac I've been doing, trying to get my website just right and ready for take off.. Thats what I'm about to head back to do. My FTP is calling.. ok Dreamweaver, you motherfucker, Im coming!
I get no breaks.. *sigh*
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you smoking some bomb in those pix? we should smoke out!!
ps.
your hair is fucking rad!