Happy Birthday Sailor! Oh man Sailor Jerry has been the rum behind so many of my shenanigans. Being that i am from a beach community that goes by Pirates, it was only fitting for me to grab that bottle and indulge in what is now my signature rum. Not only is there no hangover, but the spirit within makes ya do some crazy thangs. I have met many o'men, started deep conversations, made strong connections, and have gotten in a wee bit of trouble. In one of my breakdowns Jerry was the one that gave me the balls to pierce my nipple. Ahhhhhhhh the great times that have been had and will continue to be had.
A toast to the man that has inspired many to ink themselves up with whimsical tattoos, the man behind the bottle of rum that has given all the cojones to get out there and make a night full of shenanigans, for i could not get into all the trouble i have without him.
I had to make a new post because i just received my Victoria's Secret package. Nothing like brand new bra's and undies to start the new year. I usually don't make a big deal about what i wear under my clothes, but when there is a potential prospect on the horizon ya know your girl has to kick it up a notch.
There are a few alter egos i have and my sexiness comes from Vicky Vaughn. Ooooh black tulle, pink lace, delicate stitching. Yup it's going down like that. Ladies really need to stop being selfish and dress up (and down) for the man in their life. Men will always need to feel special. If you make the effort to please your man from the clothes you wear, the way you speak to him, and the things you do for him (in and out of the boudoir), trust me he will do for you more than you can imagine.
No amount of man haterism can change my mind about that. I absolutely love to love the man i'm with even if he's just the temporary guy in my life. I find pleasure in pleasing <3 Love em and leave em and not one complaint ha!
Nothing like being a really nice piece of memory ;)
Well I'm sad to report that my Egyptian lover did not show up to First Thursday :( We did our usual crawl around the art district and ended the night at the watering hole. Lots of the same faces and a few new ones. I waited and looked out and he never showed up. It felt kind of weird and out of the norm without him popping in to politic with me.
I did however have my slice of pizza, the In-n-Out to be precise. Oi is that pizza ever the best! Sailor Jerry in my cup with a load of cherries and conversations about love, life and sex. Jerry made me do a number esta noche and i need to run into the new friends i made this night. I can not disclose the details quite yet as i have half an idea about what i was getting my hands into HAHA! Never a dull moment on 6th street.
You can go out on any given day, take a stroll downtown and run into an array of people to converse with. The characters i tell ya. The bouncers at the bars give us so much material to work with. The bartenders love us! I mean who gives you 10 maraschino cherries in your soda? the tender that is AWESOME that's who! And ahhhhhhhhh the patrons, the regs! The type of atmosphere where you can go ALONE to the spot and there is always someone there to greet ya with a smile and a drink. I love my hood!
Tomorrow is Thursday again and i know for fact i will have something to report if not i will rant and put you up to speed with my issues and dudes that do not get the hint when you try to break whatever ties you had with them. As for now i will keep aiding this cough so i can be good to go for tomorrows SHENANIGANS!!!!! and some Jerry :)
Ok so I live in a small beach town community and every first Thursday we have an art/food truck crawl. Besides that all the businesses are open late and the bars get crackin. For the past 4 first Thursdays I've come across this one particular individual I call "Egyptian Lover". Not because I've slept with him, but simply because he's from Egypt and he's a nice guy.
My first encounter with this fellow was in October when the newest pizza spot opened up. He asked if I wanted a slice and of course I said YES! How's the pizza goddess gonna turn down a slice? Anyway, jump November. He's at the local watering hole again the next first Thursday, the night I'm celebrating my birthday. I'm not sure how, but he swoops me away in his fancy car and drops me off at home. Jummmmmp to the next first Thursday... I end up in his car again, mind you I'm tipsy off some Jerry, and again I'm home.
Now I'm not sure what the deal with this guy is as he's never tried a thing with me and all we do is converse about our cultural differences and difficulties, but somehow I always end up being taken home by him. Maybe he sees the wolves all around me, or maybe he just wants to make sure I get home safely by his hands, but one things for sure...
I can't wait to see what happens tonight if he shows up since I'm rather sober this first Thursday as my "resolution" is to quit while I'm ahead in regards to alcohol, food AND men.
So part of my New Year's resolution is to STOP posting statuses on facebook and simply start blogging my daily rants. I mean a gal has to vent somewhere right? I get that some people don't appreciate the fact that I have no filter and like to talk about my life as it happens, but there is a fistful of people that actually enjoy reading and live vicariously through the shenanigans i get myself into.
Ready for the first rant of the year?
How in the hell does a guy that you are not dating let alone exclusively hooking up with get the balls to demand time with you on a night you celebrate with your kids? And then tell you that you suck because you chose to hang out with your kids and not him? Get the hell out of here with that bullshit! I was appalled that this guy would disrespect me so blatantly. All through texts at that. And then he texts me later this evening telling me he blacked out and that he was sorry? Who the hell does that in their 30's? Also get a handle on your drinking and drunk texting habits! I have a son and i hope he does not grow up to be a douchebag like this guy. The proper thing to do would have been to telephone me and apologize, not send a stupid text. Not that it would change the fact that i will never see him and already deleted his number out of my phone. blahhhhh!
Men, grow up please. Not all of us women like assholes. Not all of us respond well to your immaturity. I appreciate men that are honest to the fullest extent, but have some couth. This guy coulda had it good, but his immaturity killed it for me. On to the nexxxt one ;) on to the next!
