Shit. What a fucking crap 24 hours. I woke up after having some nightmare about spiders on my face and now I'm going to tell you about it. I would like to sleep NOW.
Do you like rambling, discursive journal entries? I love 'em.
What is "back fat"? Not that I'm fat(I'm actually very fit-at least to the human eye), but I am unnervingly aware of its existence since someone who tried to pick me up at the bar last night rudely pointed to a stranger and said "that girl shouldn't be wearing that top-it shows off her back fat".
I'm sure IT wishes to have a conversation with me but I am completely unwilling to speak to it. As good fortune would
have it, I did not speak much longer to said educator of the fatness, but I owe her a two fisted punch to her wicked tongue as she must have thought I was the king asshole to her queen bitch. Thank you laaaady!
Out.
Do you like rambling, discursive journal entries? I love 'em.
What is "back fat"? Not that I'm fat(I'm actually very fit-at least to the human eye), but I am unnervingly aware of its existence since someone who tried to pick me up at the bar last night rudely pointed to a stranger and said "that girl shouldn't be wearing that top-it shows off her back fat".
I'm sure IT wishes to have a conversation with me but I am completely unwilling to speak to it. As good fortune would
have it, I did not speak much longer to said educator of the fatness, but I owe her a two fisted punch to her wicked tongue as she must have thought I was the king asshole to her queen bitch. Thank you laaaady!
Out.
sometimes I wish I could be a little more rambling and discursive. good work my friend!