So.......

Like it, love it, or hate it. This is mine, not yours. This is me, not you. And this is real!

Monday, July 19, 2010

A Day in the Life (Part VI)

My dad finally gave in an had Knee Replacement Surgery. I'm proud of him, I know he was scared but he did it. I went to see him after in the Recovery room and then next day he didn't even remember I was there. lol. Good for him.

RIP George Steinbrenner

I am sick and tired of seeing girls that CAN NOT walk in heels. Just because they come in your size doesn't mean that you should have them on. Straighten your back and walk, stop gallopping. You look like a horse and the full heada weave doesnt help. Let's move on

Someone asked me the other day what do I have to be unhappy about?? As if I'm this walking object of perfection. I mean if you want me to be shallow, I'm unhappy because I have cellulite, slightly. If you want me to be real, I'm unhappy because I have a lot of love to give and have yet to find anyone worthy. Just to name a thing or two. Don't get me wrong I am grateful for the things that I do have, I fucking earned them. But it's my choice to decide what encompasses happiness for me, not you or anyone else. For your satisfaction, I will agree in saying that I'm content. But even that has its limits and I personally don't give a fuck about your satisfaction. My life isn't as miserable and "unfair" as yours but I want what I want and I won't be "happy" till I get it, deal with it. Leave me alone and be complacent all on your own.


Mel Gibson - What's really good homie??

Lilo - I'm sorry to say this because I really like you, but just do the effin jail time, rehab OBVIOUSLY isn't working.

Over the past few weeks, there has been this bombardment of sorts at my bar for Coconut Ciroc and Pineapple Juice. I mean coconut and pineapple do taste good, but it's Vodka, not Rum. And just because Diddy said it doesn't make it law. Moving on

Listen and listen good. I don't give a hot gadt dam what your sexuality is, as long as you know. These undercover lesbians and faggots have got to go. There is no need to be "on the low" in this day and age. I'm sure many people probably still don't want to see it, but so what. Fuck that. It's more accepted now that it ever was. So by golley, let it rain.

They seem to finally have gotten a lid on that oil leak in the gulf. I sure hope so. I think BP did a helluva job with the containment, and for those of you who disagree, you go a mile below sea level and try to do it yourself, fucking degenerates.

I've concluded that whoever it is that I end up with will have to be one of two things: more than 7 years older than me or West Indian/American, I'll elaborate next time.

Lastly, I saw the sexiest Ferrarri in the city on Tuesday, it excited me in places I didn't know cars could.

Til then.....

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