Thursday, April 13, 2006

One Of Those Days

I'm thinking about all the crap I'm severly behind on
I feel fat but know it's my bloat talking
I just got paid and want to blow a wad of cash
I'm craving lots of junk food
I'm ready to plan my June trip to Vegas
I should plan to get my brakes done so I don't go careening off the road as a means of stopping
I want to dance
I miss the new fun I had last year
I don't want to call my mom but know I should
I'd like to leave work now, but can't
I should walk at lunch; too bad I don't want to
I'm wondering why it has to be a hot-ass 88 degrees today; it's only spring, fuckers
I hope I can implement a legal plan to make more money this year
I'm disappointed that I grew out of a pair of jeans
I want to know why the rash on my neck won't go away
I wonder when I can stop living check to check
I'm trying not to hate my body
I wish I didn't care if people read this blog or not, but I do
I want my boy and I to do more than watch movies and eat and fuck
I need to learn how to feel sexy, womanly

Side note:
Why does everything smell like cat food or maxi pads?!?!

5 comments:

wskygrl said...

I read your blog and you're a funny girl. ;-)

miss tracey nolan said...

what they said!

citygirl said...

Thanks ladies!

Cheetarah1980 said...

just so you know, I'm reading, so you can add one more to the list.

citygirl said...

Awww, thanks cheetarah!

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