Back from the land of disconnected phones....
Well, I am in the process of moving into my mom's (OMG) So I can pay off some of these bills, including the phone bill, which was turned off the same day I posted the last entry, that is why there haven't been any for awhile.
I went to my 20th HS reunion. What made me think that I could get along with those people any better now than I did 20 years ago?? Actually, there were a couple that I enjoyed talking to... But quite a few more that I really didn't care to see again...
Our town had a street dance and beer garden last night. The biggest weekend of the year in this county, every one who graduated here that can come back, does. It was ok. There were several guys who asked me to dance, but frankly dancing on pavement leaves a lot to be desired. Plus, I would have turned them down anyway.
There was this big burly biker, all in leather with a ZZ Top beard, class of 1979, who I wouldn't have minded playing around with a little, but I restrained myself... Went back to Allan and Rhonda's(which is who I went with) 30 minutes before the dance ended even. I had to be at work at 7 am this morning, and I was dead tired.
Talked to Andy for about an hour at the truck wash last evening. He had called me and asked me to come out. I am not cutting him any slack, though, every time he says he misses me I tell him it was his choice, and I am not giving in until I have all of him... I deserve to be first in someone's life, not playing second fiddle to *her*. Ya'll would have been proud of me! LOL
I went to my 20th HS reunion. What made me think that I could get along with those people any better now than I did 20 years ago?? Actually, there were a couple that I enjoyed talking to... But quite a few more that I really didn't care to see again...
Our town had a street dance and beer garden last night. The biggest weekend of the year in this county, every one who graduated here that can come back, does. It was ok. There were several guys who asked me to dance, but frankly dancing on pavement leaves a lot to be desired. Plus, I would have turned them down anyway.
There was this big burly biker, all in leather with a ZZ Top beard, class of 1979, who I wouldn't have minded playing around with a little, but I restrained myself... Went back to Allan and Rhonda's(which is who I went with) 30 minutes before the dance ended even. I had to be at work at 7 am this morning, and I was dead tired.
Talked to Andy for about an hour at the truck wash last evening. He had called me and asked me to come out. I am not cutting him any slack, though, every time he says he misses me I tell him it was his choice, and I am not giving in until I have all of him... I deserve to be first in someone's life, not playing second fiddle to *her*. Ya'll would have been proud of me! LOL
1 Comments:
I've never attended a class reunion. The idea is starting to have a little appeal. Perhaps damn little.
You're right. You deserve being more than someone's spare pussy.
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