Bah humbug. Valentine's Day is for sissies. *sigh* No it's not. It's just not for losers like me who can't get a date. Stupid boys and their stupidness. I was watching "Shorties Watching Shorties" once and this comedian was talking about how people should go through an applications process and get their "number." Like 1-10 attractiveness rating. The crappy thing is that I'd probably get like...a 5. And I don't want to date 5's. I know that's shallow. I'm not saying I want to date 10's or anything. Guys that waste time making themselves a 10, or even a 9, are not for me. But I could live with an 8. Or even a 7. 7 is still cute. But according to the rules, I'd only be able to talk to a 6. Or a 4. And I can punch a 2 in the face. Sweet. Maybe I should stick to that.
I took a picture of my new sexy shoes. I was gonna take a picture of my foot IN my sexy shoes, but I'm in my pajamas, I'm too lazy to change, and I have to wear pants in the picture cuz I haven't shaved in a couple of weeks. So you just get the shoes for now. There are a couple of new kitten pictures too, if you're that bored.
Happy fucking Valentine's Day, bitches!
*Edit, 1:57 am*
Okay, so I'm pissed. My ex bothered me last night until I picked him up so we could have sex. It was after 1 am. I really should have said no, but that's fucking hard to do. So anyway, I'm reading his away message and it says:
XXX(screen name withheld for her protection): it's after midnight, my pussy is now a pumpkin
Well, I don't know who XXX is so I add her to my buddy list to see if it's someone I know. It's not. Here's what her profile currently says:
YYY (my ex's screen name, withheld for his protection): so are you coming over or what
YYY: cuz im horny, and something needs to happen one way or another
She's been idle for approximately the amount of time it has been since the ex and I were talking and he was begging me to come pick him up. It's possible these conversations were not happening simultaneously, but I kinda think they were. Which pisses me off. Fuck him.
I took a picture of my new sexy shoes. I was gonna take a picture of my foot IN my sexy shoes, but I'm in my pajamas, I'm too lazy to change, and I have to wear pants in the picture cuz I haven't shaved in a couple of weeks. So you just get the shoes for now. There are a couple of new kitten pictures too, if you're that bored.
Happy fucking Valentine's Day, bitches!
*Edit, 1:57 am*
Okay, so I'm pissed. My ex bothered me last night until I picked him up so we could have sex. It was after 1 am. I really should have said no, but that's fucking hard to do. So anyway, I'm reading his away message and it says:
XXX(screen name withheld for her protection): it's after midnight, my pussy is now a pumpkin
Well, I don't know who XXX is so I add her to my buddy list to see if it's someone I know. It's not. Here's what her profile currently says:
YYY (my ex's screen name, withheld for his protection): so are you coming over or what
YYY: cuz im horny, and something needs to happen one way or another
She's been idle for approximately the amount of time it has been since the ex and I were talking and he was begging me to come pick him up. It's possible these conversations were not happening simultaneously, but I kinda think they were. Which pisses me off. Fuck him.
xanippi:
sounds like a intense valentines day
u_dont_know_me:
You? A 7 ... HA! Yeah ... and I'm a 4 ... 