Stolen from SheSpecies.  Luv ya girl!!

BTW, I have no idea what any of this means!!   :?

The hellish work week is finally over.   Hopefully this week I'll get to work a normal job and normal hours.  And then next week ... vacation!!  And the week after that ... vacation!!  Yes, I'm finally taking some time off.  I'm gonna go home and see my family.  And J is coming with me and we're gonna see her family too.  We're both from Massachusetts, btw. 

Not too much new on the drama scene.  She called me on Sat night (actually sun morning at 1:30) and left a message that she really wanted to talk to me.  I figured she drove by the house or something and saw J's bright yellow mustang parked in the driveway.  Anyways, I called her about noon.  You know, when J and I finally rolled out of bed and finished breakfast.  Hee hee.  Perfect sunday morning.  Anywho, she said that this guy who she'd been sort of seeing for about 2 years had lied to her the whole time.  She claims that nothing ever happened between the two of them.  I don't really believe her, but I don't care.  Either way, they have talked for years and now he came out this way for Warrant Officer Candidates' School (he's a Marine).  Apparantly he finally told her to buzz off because he wasn't interested in her that way ... aaaaaaand ... are you ready for this .... he's married.   HARDY HAR HAR HAR!!!!  As Miss Kendy eloquently put it to me earlier, the Karma Fairy was making another round!!  I think its fucking hilarious.  Soo sorry!!

Sunday was a spectacular day.  Nothing memorable happened really, it was just great.  J and I rolled out of bed about 9 or so (thats late for both of us).  I made her breakfast.  Homemade (from scratch, I was offended that she used the B word in my kitchen ... Bisquick!!) Buttermilk pancakes, thick cut bacon and some leftover coconut banana bread (I didn't make that).  We went out to get my haircut after that.  In the afternoon, we headed down to old towne Fredericksburg, VA.  We poked around some antique stores and bought a couple of cigars from a great smoke shop.  For dinner, I grilled up some steaks and corn while she made a spectacular salad, with a homemade dressing that was pretty killer.  Made some potatoes with lots of butter, chedder cheese, chives and bacon bits from the bacon we made this morning.  After dinner, we sat out on my patio and smoked our cigars.  She had some honey flavored thing and I had a La Flor Dominicana along with an 18 year old, single malt scotch.  I had the citronella torches burning and no lights on, so the ambience was fantastic.  We sat and talked for hours.  I even managed to convince her to stay Sun night too.  OK, it didn't take a whole lot of convincing.  (wanna stay? Sure.)

So it was a great weekend, no new drama, and I finally saw 50 First Dates.  That was good.  Right up there with the Wedding Singer.  Sandler and Barrymore are great together.  Anywho, now that I'm done working my tail off, I'll try and make the rounds on tblog this week.  Sorry I've been ignoring ya'll.  :(

Holy fucking dramatic night, Batman!

So, I take J out for dinner last night.  We were hanging out for a little bit before heading down to my place.  As we're sitting down, I see someone sitting at the bar that looks like someone the ex works with.  I see her leave and I figure, no big deal.  About five minutes later my phone rings, its my ex.  I'm not real worried at this point, so I answer it.  She starts giving me a line of crap asking who I'm with.  I lied and told her it was just some chick that I met.  I just don't want her to get J in trouble.

She keeps calling me the whole time we're trying to eat.  All J and I can think of is "holy shit, what if she shows up?"  Luckily, she didn't.  Anyways, after about a half hour of this crap, I finally get sick of it.  I step outside and start letting her have it.  I asked her where the fuck she gets off giving me a hard time about having dinner with someone when she has been fucking on my couch and leaving used condoms and wrappers lying around.  She gets all defensive and says she doesn't know where they came from.  Good comeback, really.  This goes on for a bit and then she breaks down and tells me she slept with some dude while she was out in TN.  I almost busted out laughing.  I never would have known (nor cared) if she hadn't told me, but she tells me anyways.  I told her it was just more fuel to the fire if decided to try and get me for adultery.  I told her I had enough physical proof to nail her ass to the wall.  I also gave her the impression that I hired a private investigator and I had pictures as well.  I didn't say it, just alluded to it.  The whole tone of the conversation changed.  I hammered on her for a while more, just getting out all the agression I've held towards her through this whole ordeal.  I let her have it good.  The only bad part about it was J was sitting next to me through almost the entire conversation.  There were some things said that I really didn't want her to hear.  I don't want her to have a bad impression of me and I said some really nasty things.  She took it really well.  We still went back to my place after and had a pretty good evening, considering.

As we were getting off the phone, she starts giving me some shit about how she's upset that I'm making her give up her dog, Hagen.  I about blew my fucking lid.  I reminded her that it was her fault that ANY of the animals were being given up, all cuz she wants her money from the house.  Called her a greedy bitch.  Then she tells me that she'll let me keep the house now.  I told her to fuck off, Hagen had been adopted out and I wasn't going back on my word.  I know she'll change her mind again and its wrong to fuck with the adoptees like that.  BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYAAACH!!! !!!!

And the drama ensued ...     LOL

Why do women fake orgasms?  I can understand when you just want it "done".  But how are we supposed to get any better unless you tell us.  If we think something made a woman orgasm, don't you think we're going to do it again??  But you really didn't like it, so now its unenjoyable again, so you fake it again.  This starts a vicious cycle that ends with us thinking we're better than we are and you leaving unfulfilled.  Thats messed up.

I'm not really posting this for any particular reason, just a random thought lately.  Hopefully, I do not fall into that category of the "misguided".  Hee hee.