I am as giddy as a school girl. Finally, someone likes me as much as I like them. The butterflies have returned. I thought they were all crushed on the windshield of my life, but apparently not. I forgot how nice it is to have assumed plans on a Friday night. How great it is to share stories and have the other person want to know all about you. How wonderful it feels to walk down the street with someone's arm wrapped around you. How sweet it is to have someone to lean over and kiss whenever you feel like it.
Sigh. Now if I could win the lotto, I'd be set.
So, Halloween weekend. No concrete plans. I know I am hitting up the gay bars tonight, donned in the hoochiest attire. Regina George ala "Mean Girls" was right. Halloween is an excuse for girls to dress up slutty. I have a $60 corset that never sees the light of day, so tonight, out it comes! Chunky heeled fuck-me boots, you will again see the light of day! $12 plastic red coat from Ragstock, your time is now! Now even if these boys won't appreciate you like I hoped they would, at least they will notice how well you match and how fierce you are.
Tomorrow... well, I will be watching the Boilers either triumph or break my heart once again. Then it will be time to sleep it off and prepare for the night ahead. What it holds, at this point, I have no idea. There are parties galore. Unlimited options. But nothing concrete. I will be dressing in a beautiful costume toga with a crown of leaves and trying my damndest to look the part of the Greek Goddess that I am. It's a last minute idea, born of depleted checking account and lack of creativity.
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I better not be getting sick. I feel all sniffly and feverish right now. Someone up there must hate me.