Sex, Chicken Sales, Dating and Single Motherhood, combined with humor, sarcasm, and the occasional dash of wit. Very occasional on the wit part. Mostly you're just in for melancholy and pathos.
!!!WARNING - MY BLOG FREQUENTLY CONTAINS CURSING AND SEXUAL CONTENT!!! "Teutonic rainmakers poured water over nude girls. That never did produce rain, but they clung to the ritual." - L.M. Boyd
There are two sides to every story. And both of them are mine.
Friday, September 30, 2005
I See Men
a lot like hood ornaments. Every time I find one I wouldn't be embarassed to put on my car, I can't keep him from falling off.
WARNING - My blog frequently contains cursing and sexual content. I write compulsively. If that doesn't bother you, please read on. I love diamonds & flowers, computers and tech gadgets. Oh yes, and Lewis Black. Really. I would marry Lewis Black. I have an 18 year old son. He's brilliant. And funny. I myself am a single mother and a workaholic, so no telling where he picked up either of those two attributes. I sell dead chickens for a living even though my educational background is
in psychology and I had initially wanted to be a forensic psychologist. So I guess, you could call me what one of my friends does, a chicken pimp. I may be sexy, (note that I said I may be, not that I am) but a lot of times, I think like a guy. The bitch of it is: I get my feelings hurt like a girl. Yes, I know. I'm not normal. Let's move on for God's sake.
2 comments:
Nice to hear from you again.
I should be offended since the last time I checked I was a man, but there are a lot of retards running around out there.
Nah... it was meant in the most affectionate way. I love men. Way too often. I mean, I've loved way too many of them. I mean, oh nevermind.
What I really meant to say was. Maybe I just have very poor mechanical skills. You know, much worse than most women.
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