stop the lame-ality!

I forgot to write about the two prostitutes who followed the volleyball team around the terminal. they weren’t with them, the prostitutes were trying to get on the bus and the team was getting off… yeah. one of them looked about 16 wearing tiny pink booty shorts and a teeny tiny top. the lady she was with was in just about as much clothes.. but she was about 50 pounds overweight. had no underwear on, so she bends over and everyone gets to see her ASS cuz her skirt only covers 2 inches of it.

 

goody.

who wants to sit on the seat she sits on?

mind you, it was about 50 degrees outside to boot.

 

har har har.

oh my job.

anyway, what else?

had some boring sex with a boring guy.

nobody new… just superhottie.

i know, i know. i should have let his 5 calls go unanswered.

but it was something to do. and i was really curious as to why he just KEPT CALLING ME AND CALLING ME AND CALLING ME.

heh.

i’m not that hot, i’m old and fat… but he called anyway.

and after the boring sex, he sat and continued to talk to me for like 40 minutes.

eh? what?

i mean, isn’t this a booty call? don’t you leave when you’re done?

*sigh*

it had been over two months too. i thought it would make it fun.

oh well. I gotta go get ready for work.

instead i’ll write about how my "diet" isn’t working. i was trying to lose some weight this month.

har har har.

salads suck.

and ummmm…

my kids are crazy.

and this is spiraling into the pit of lame.

so i’ll save myself while i have the time.

i should read some favs….

tomorrow. i will.