theres a gangsta in my mouth
10:22 a.m. - 30.04.04
I fear for some of you.......
those of you who look up "daddy chub" on the internet and are directed to one of my entries......
actually i fear for us both..... you because what in Gods hell are you in search of with such words.....
and myself because what in Gods hell am I writing about that would even direct you to this site......
I need me some Jesus in my life.....
On a brighter side, I have 3 more days to myself...... this week has gone by entirely too fast and aside from giving this new guy a chance in my life I'd have to say everything is grand....
Wednesday night he came by the parents house to chill .... i'll give the man major props for standing outside conversing with me for nearly 2 hours in the chilly breeze...
I'll also give the man his props for asking if he could have a kiss instead of simply going in for the kill...
.. granted I rejected the offer anyway but it was polite of him to ask.
Bean wants a relationship but something more along the lines of what she had with the ex.... serious... real....
no games, no lines, no drama...
i've stumbled across a firefighter and a dentist..... something tells me the dentist has a touch of ghetto in him.... and the firefighter too young (3 years my junior)...
we all know I hate to stereotype (cough cough) but perhaps before these two fizzle out I can get a free dental check up and perhaps even one of those cool firefighter helmets..... just for the hell of it...
until then...... the search continues.... will she find the man of her dreams?? hell, at this point i'll settle for a man with dreams...
for now i'll scamper off and enjoy what i can of these last few days before returning to the jaws of Hellmart...
damn you corporate fat cats....
damn you to hell....