Mother's Day wasn't so bad... I went out for a late breakfast with my mom and grams and gave them cards, causing them to get all sentimental and stuff. Good times with the old ladies. Dropped a few texts to all the mommas I know (and to the potential baby mommas of mine... wishful thinking, yes). So if I didn't get to you via text because I don't have your number - YOUR FAULT - or you want to put your name on the Baby Momma Waitlist, then I send you belated Mother's Day wishes!
Now... some random internet images.
This just in... a fairly accurate graph on the mechanics of attraction/dating.
Personally, I hate being told that I'm 'marriage material' as a reason for not wanting to date me. Weak. Ass. Excuse. Three-quarters of the time, I don't believe men and women know what love truly is, let alone what they want from a mate. This is why I don't regularly date... the unsureness from others is frustrating as fuck. The main issue I have with everyone is don't say one thing and do another. Stick to your goddamn principals. I'm tired of hearing "never again!" and then 2 seconds later you fall for the same loser type who continually screws you over. You claim you want to be happy and feel 'complete' one day. I'm pretty sure regressing doesn't help.
As for the graph, I'll admit I sometimes wish I could achieve low mental attraction numbers in regards to qualifying for the F-Buddy Zone. Then again, scholastic pride prevents me from even pretending to be retarded. In the meantime, I'll continue to do 200 crunches a day to gain more XP and level up the hotness.
Back in the day... I had every single figure pictured here. Ah, memories. 
I loved those toys. They're somewhere in cold storage. Now I wish I kept them in their original packaging. heh
Lastly... for old times sake.
Spoiled for Rydell and her delicate sensibilities although she'll still take a peek.
