So I met this totally cool guy online, but I will only refer to him as "Source of all Evil." He had another name for me to call him, but I couldn't remember it exactly.
This is really my first time meeting someone online that I actually like, someone who can spell and whatnot. I don't know, this is somewhat enthralling.
So I am at home right now cleaning the room with the boyfriend. My boyfriend has some things here that look like they are straight out of the eighties. We found a U2 Actung Baby cd(not that I didn't own this album myself) and some Reebok high tops. Everyone knows what I am talking about, where the shoe looks like a space man shoe, all leather, and no cupping of the ankles. Scary. I can't seem to convince him to throw them out either. I think an ultimatum will work, how about this: "Okay bitch, it's either me or the shoes!"
So I think I have lost my soul, because I am now smoking Menthols. Every smoker knows how it is, when you get a cigarette, and you've just bummed it, you're going to smoke it even if there's a little crack mixed in. So I have this co-worker who smokes Menthol, and has no problem sharing, and lo and behold, I am in my fav quicky asking for a pack of Marlboro milds.
One of the funny things is, no matter how broke I get, I never buy cheap cigarettes. I fear I will look down and see some rat's tail hanging out the end, and since I am such a nic addict, I won't even have the sense to put the damn thing out....
So anywho, I think I am off, to find a way to sabotage the shoes. What about arson? I could fill them with Gabby poos(that's my cat). I wonder...
Tang
This is really my first time meeting someone online that I actually like, someone who can spell and whatnot. I don't know, this is somewhat enthralling.
So I am at home right now cleaning the room with the boyfriend. My boyfriend has some things here that look like they are straight out of the eighties. We found a U2 Actung Baby cd(not that I didn't own this album myself) and some Reebok high tops. Everyone knows what I am talking about, where the shoe looks like a space man shoe, all leather, and no cupping of the ankles. Scary. I can't seem to convince him to throw them out either. I think an ultimatum will work, how about this: "Okay bitch, it's either me or the shoes!"
So I think I have lost my soul, because I am now smoking Menthols. Every smoker knows how it is, when you get a cigarette, and you've just bummed it, you're going to smoke it even if there's a little crack mixed in. So I have this co-worker who smokes Menthol, and has no problem sharing, and lo and behold, I am in my fav quicky asking for a pack of Marlboro milds.
One of the funny things is, no matter how broke I get, I never buy cheap cigarettes. I fear I will look down and see some rat's tail hanging out the end, and since I am such a nic addict, I won't even have the sense to put the damn thing out....
So anywho, I think I am off, to find a way to sabotage the shoes. What about arson? I could fill them with Gabby poos(that's my cat). I wonder...
Tang
