Bullets

Ok ladies, there has been so much going on that I feel it needs to be a bullet point kind of post...

• As for weirdo, guess he didn't get the point, because he kept calling and texting.  "I love you, I miss you."  He had my shoes after my cousins wedding and said that he would return them to me along with the 100+ pictures I took.  After three weeks of not getting them, I started to get mad.  The man had my SHOES.  What the hell did he want with my shoes?!?!  That was a way to push my buttons and he knew it.  I turn into a bitch when someone messes with my footwear, especially cute footwear that costs a pretty penny and is comfortable.  Drazil, I know you are a self proclaimed shoe expert, you feel me??  I was out for war and I let myself get worked up.  Along with the shoes, he had pictures of my family and I truly felt and still do feel disrespected.  I made it very public via Facebook that I was upset (I know, immature) and he sent me a message that he had left the stuff on my porch several day prior...well MOTHER F*&KER.  That means either he's lying and snuggling with my shoes at night or someone has stolen them.  I'll need to post a picture of my house, but no one would be able to see them on my porch if he left them where he said he did...so you guys know what I think.  He says that he has the pictures saved and will send them to me...guess what...still waiting for those.
• Speaking of Facebook, I have considered linking my blog to my FB account, but you know, there are things on here that i feel very comfortable sharing with you guys, but don't feel like the rest of the world needs to know.  It'd like you're my confidants.
• NOTE: R RATED BULLET - Now that that is said, here's a great reason why I don't want this linked with FB.  I'm going to confide in my best friends I've never met.  So since things have ended with weirdo, I've been hanging out with another friend more often.  Originally it started because the drive out to his house is so calming.  I turn off the radio, roll down the windows and just drive.  It's the perfect mix of highway and country roads.  So this friend and I have been hanging out more often because he listens, he has no expectations of me, and well, he's just fun.  I don't have to mind my p's and q's, I don't have to worry about how everything out of my mouth is going to be twisted and construed, I can be myself, and he understands my alien (what I've taken to calling my band) because he has a background in the medical field.  No it's not what you're thinking girls, or maybe it is, depending on what you're thinking ;0).  Let's just say this friend has become a different type of friend now...the type of friend with benefits.  I see the preview for "Friends with Benefits" with Justin Timberlake in the scene where he tells her that her ass is too boney (no my ass isn't boney), and it makes me chuckle.  I don't see this moving anywhere, but honestly it is so relaxing to be in a situation where a man accepts me for my brain (because we are friends), is concerned about my satisfaction first (because I've never been with a man like that before, holy shit that's amazing), and isn't demanding things that I need to do for him (girls this is a first for me).  END OF R RATED BULLET
• So onto the alien.  I have wanted so bad to give her a name.  Well she has one now.  Her name is Diamond, for many reasons.  First, diamonds are the strongest mineral on earth, and isn't that what this process is all about?  I'm working to find my strength.  Second, Diamond reminds me of a sassy girls name.  She has definitely been sassy as times.  She talks back and insists on having her way.  And third, a girlfriend of mine told me that Diamond is a strippers name...well, if this works the way I want it to, I'll look good enough to be a stripper right?
• My cousin is getting married in a week and a half.  Know what that means?  My brothers will be home!  And no weirdo to prevent me from spending time with them this time!!  I'm kinda bummed it's not this weekend because that means they would be home for my birthday, but beggars can't be choosers...I get to see my bubbies and I'm so excited.
• Well it's about time for me to head out now...but tomorrow I'll be at the NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK CONCERT.  My parents didn't by me a ticket when I was a little girl, so they bought me one for my 32nd birthday!

Hello my loverlies!

So I'm alive and working my ass off, literally.  If I'm not at work (full time or part time), then I'm at the gym and it feels amazing.  I don't know why it didn't dawn on me a hundred years ago that I could catch up on you guys at my part time job and respond to your blogs...so that's what I'm going to do now.  Bear with me, as I'm way far behind, but I'm super excited.  I'll catch you up on me at the FT job tomorrow.