Quote from a favorite friend in this years White House Christmas card. If only I believed it. I guess this is the part where I'm supposed to talk about how life as advanced or what wonderful things have gone on in 2005, but I don't want to. Ok, let's try...
1) I started going to a church that everyone thinks could be the next Branch of the Davidians
2) I met more married men that were 'interested' in me than unmarried ones. That was pretty awesome
3) I got a cat that I like more than most homo-sapiens
4) I spent way too much money on booze and clothes
Euphomistically, let's call it a 'transition' year. Reality would name it 'rather shitty'.
Anywho, let's talk about New Years Eve. I was informed by some underaged yahoo of a chick that [I look] awesome for 25 and [she hopes she] looks that good when she's that old. WTF. The next morning this dude that I've hung out with twice now...both times he tried to 'get with me'...was talking to his friends about how he's really lost it because even the 'fat chick' wouldn't sleep with him last night. Wow. That was an insanely awesome thing to say. And even cooler to over hear when no one thinks you can. In case you were wondering, Fat = Desperate to do it with Neandrethal-esque drunkards from the backwoods of Louisiana. So, my experiences in 2006 haven't yet panned out to 'promise'. But I suppose I have 360 some odd days to change my fate.
A change of 'scene and society' perhaps? Probably not scene, but definitely society.
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