Oh Baboo…

So Baboo and I went out to lunch today. We ended up going to In N Out (saved me a bunch of money which I shall apply to my grocery budget! It only clost me FORTY bucks to fill my gas tank! Crazy since I was paying EIGHTY just a month ago!). The parking lot, which was for the mall, was PACKED.

It made me wonder just how bad our economy is if THAT many people can be out shoppng on a Friday afternoon.

Anyway, It was SO NICE to see him. He looked crazy sexy. He had shaved all that crazy mustache off and I haven’t seen him all clean like that in weeks. It was really nice. He smelled and looked delicious.

I got some prime hug time in. But that was about it really. We ate, parked near a park (ha) for a while, but didn’t fool around or anything. It was just nice to be tehre with him. I hated seeing him go. I might see him next Tuesday. wheee!

So I know I might go favs only, but I haven’t done it yet. I just hate letting stupid people push me into the shadows because they are cowards and wimps and lurk around in the shadows and then go talk bad about me somewhere else. I really haven’t done ANYTHING to anyone. I don’t leave unsolicited notes and I don’t leave nasty rude notes to ANYONE unless they leave me one first, and then it’s fair game. It just sucks to have people talking shit about me.

But then again, I don’t really want them to "win" by hiding.

I don’t know.

blah blah blah.

I haven’t written anything for my story today. It’s just been a weird day. (Baboo got me Bon Voyage! So I’m eager to play. I now have EVERYTHING for the Sims 2… cept for Family Fun Stuff. I have the disc somewhere, but I just can’t find it. ha ha! Baboo is a most righteous hook up.)

Anyhow, I’m gonna go make some Chicken Fried Rice.

I need to do my inventory and menu tomorrow morning. Or I might do it while I’m cooking. Ha. JOnathon needs to get some names of organic foods for some school project anyway.

He was well behaved today. but he keeps asking me about his punishments as if he wants to see just how far he can push it until the punishment is too much for him to bear.

blah. my child. he makes me so weary.

anyway, i’m off to cook.

i miss baboo…