Tuesday, September 27, 2011
No-I do not want to come up with a damn title
I was at a dance in my dreams last night and I was magnificent on the dance floor! The only problem is that every time I would go to the restroom, a man would walk in and there were no stalls around the toilet.
I had a long phone conversation with my one lesbian sponsee last night. Now I'm not trying to "profile" or anything but I swear that every lesbian I have ever sponsored seems to have a violent partner. You would think that women would know how to treat each other, but evidently a couple is a couple is a couple.
I am in a "loving my job" mode. I hope that lasts a while.
Day one diet. Success.
My BFF is coming to Houston this weekend. We are in a daily phone battle about me cleaning house for her visit. I don't want to. She doesn't want me to. It must be done. I swear the two of us are battling an unseen enemy in my head. Evidently it is my MO to fret 100 hours for every 1 hour of actually "doing it".
My electric bill was $652.00 last month and I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.
God could and would if he were sought......BUT YOU HAVE TO SEEK!