i wanna roll with him, a hot pair we will be

i’ll get him hot show him what i got.

What a boring Monday, bleh. I’ve done nothing today but fry some bacon, read a little and take a shower. I even got back into what some would call my “house clothes”. Lmfao. I call them jammies even though I don’t sleep in them.

Yesterday was a great day. Tosh didn’t stay Saturday nite so, I woke up around like noon. I didn’t really plan on doing anything. He’d called already so I just took a shower and junk. He called me back and asked me what my plans were. Of course nothing. Lacking a car makes life hard. So he tells me that he’s coming to pick me up around 3, so I should get ready. I was like ok, and he says “we’re going to a KWings game with JB and RB.” I was like sweet. I haven’t been to a game in years. Rollie was never a hockey fan so we never went.

He got here and he was wearing a nice shirt and stuff. He’s so funny. But of course I didn’t just wear a t shirt myself. I like to look cute when I’m out in public. Lol. I didn’t wear my Frankenstein shoes because then I’d have been like about as tall as he is and that’s just kinda strange for me. Anywhore, the game was awesome. They won 5-2. JB didn’t have a whole lot to say, but I did get RB to talk to me when both of the guys had gone outside before the 3rd period. We just talked about books, but I love to read and I know he likes to, hey I was being sociable. I’m good at that. 🙂

Here’s the funny thing, we used to go to games all the time. My rents used to take us back when Napoleon and I lived together, so like 8 years ago. We always sat in the same section as he does. But I never heard him back then. Napoleon doesn’t ever remember hearing him either and trust me if you heard him yelling at a game you’d know that voice. He’s not a quiet man.

After the game he asked me if I was hungry and yeah I kinda was, but I’ve got stuff here at the house and he doesn’t really have any money, so I told him no. we got back here and my uncle was at my grandrents for dinner so I made grilled cheese and tomato soup. It was pretty yum, but he gave me shit because he was willing to feed me and I lied and told him I wasn’t hungry. So I got a pillow to the face for that. Lmfao. It’s stupid I know, but I feel bad that he doesn’t have money to spend on me, so I try to not cost him money. But yeah, he was annoyed with me, “you feed me all the time…blah blah blah” I told him to deal with it.

After we munched, he played some God of War and I kept checking the score on the game. Neither team I wanted to win did. Fuckers. Tosh doesn’t really care for football, but last nite we had to watch the overtime because I had checked the score. Lol.

And because it was Sunday (Adult Swim’s new shows) he stayed the nite. Sundays seem to be our nite, but then fell asleep snuggin with me on the bed. He was snoring and everything. So, I let him sleep. Sleeping Tosh is pretty. I mean he’s cute in normal life, but when the lines leave his face and the cupids bow of his lip relaxes, he’s very pretty. I won’t say beautiful, but very close. He’s got dark lashes that just lay on his white skin. So very pretty.

Uh, yeah ok. So, of course it wasn’t even like midnite yet and I can’t go to bed that early. I stayed up and watched AS. I left the room a few times and once when I came back he sat up and looked at me, I told him to go back to sleep, I wasn’t leaving him. He doesn’t like to sleep here when I’m not in bed with him. I can understand that, it’s not his house and he’s not comfortable here without me around. I don’t blame him at all.

He woke me up this morning at 8.30. “I’m gonna turn on the light babe.” Ugh! For cereal?? Lol. I was like what time is it? His answer, “early”. So he got all his stuffs together, climbed up on the bed and kissed me goodbye. I haven’t seen or heard from him, but from Marley’s FB page, he’s down there working on some music. 🙂 good for them. I like it when he plays for me.

And Wally, I don’t believe that you’ve ever done anything wrong to me. Ever. Ok? Love you.

Mel- I got the glue, I’ll send it out with a hug and a catalog for magic wands.

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January 25, 2010
January 26, 2010

Hey, I deleted facebook because we(me and Andy) have been talking all day and he told me that he feels that it is his competition. I don’t want him to feel that way. It looked like we were on the mends, he just told me he needs time. So I don’t know what the fuck is up. He makes me CRAZY. And now I will be bored with no Facebook, lol!!

HI! You got one of the good guys! RYN: here’s an answer for the Who Dat? phenomenon! Who Dat?! is basically a rhetorical question used by New Orleans Saints fans to intimidate the opposing team and their fans. The whole chant is “Who Dat?! Who Dat?! Who Dat say dey gonna beat dem saints?!” or others say it shortened as “Who Dat?! Who Dat?! Who Dat say gon’beat dem saints?!” The whole “Who Dat?!” phrase comes from southern slang in the United States. Instead of saying “Who is that?” or “Who is it?” alot of southerners might just say “Who dat?” OH AND GGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOO SAINTS

Hi! A northern girl…haven’t had the pleasure of knowing but a few from that region. Smart & know how to keep warm, from what I remember! RYN: Your guy was upset because he wanted to show you how much he cares by taking you out for something to eat even though it’s a strain on his funds. Of course, you tried to keep that off of him too. So you’re both good “guys”. <br> OK Who Dat? A lot of the people in New Orleans speak with a unique accent combining Cajun, southern drawl, and Brooklynese. So, for example, instead of sink, the pronunciation is zink, oil becomes earl, that becomes Dat. So who dat is really who is that? And then this can be interpreted two ways. Either as who is the best team (Saints); or, who is the the opposing team (as in they’re so insignificant that we have ask who is that) Dat. Hope this makes some sense, if not you’ll have to just come down for a week or so!

almost forgot RYN: getting interests to show up…hmmm…didn’t do anything special besides getting to the interests screen and performing the add interest function, from there it just showed up…

January 28, 2010

YAY! You got to go to a hockey game! I love love love going, gets me all amped up! LOL