I go to work, obviously because I have no choice there, but that's about it. In an effort to be less lazy, I am going to go out with the girls this saturday night. Again, because I really have no desire to do so, but once I am dressed and out I usually have a good time.
That and I want to go to a place where there will be lots of people watching. So we shall get dressed up and go out, where some poor schmuck will be fascinated by my exotic ethnicity and buy me a drink, me knowing the entire time that I have no desire to be with this doofus. Either that or a really good looking guy will buy me a drink in the hopes that I will blow him in the car. Hah, that always cracks me up, so I guess the going rate for a blow job is $12 give or take (the cost of a drink). Yes, my friend, good luck with that one, because unless you are Patrick Dempsey from my facebook page or Josh Willengham a blow job ain't happening. I tell you what, you go down first, then I will finish. Hah, and if you believe that I have some property in the Everglades I want to sell to you.
Ok, so this post went from talking about the lazy days of summer to the ridiculous notion that men have about women and blow jobs. Hmm, that's pretty much par for my course.
In other irrelevant news, I bought a pink and black doggie stroller. So now, I can take Sedona, the three legged wonder pooch, for walks. Because, I mean, really, how far of a walk do you think a three legged dog can do? She gets around great, but eventually, well, she only has three legs. I get tired after awhile and I have only two.
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