If you haven’t been watching RuPaul’s Drag Race, you should get caught up this weekend. Finale on Monday, I’m rooting for Raven. She is fabulosity squared.
When you can order a bottle of wine and a man delivered to your doorstep after a long day of work, life is good.
I’m kind of nervous about my date tonight with Verizon guy, which is probably a good sign since normally I don’t care enough to get nervous. Thank goodness for Jodilyn, she calmed my nerves and gave outfit consultation and now I’m feeling much better. Besties make life so much better.
(Scene: text convo with Verizon guy, shortly after we made Saturday plans for our 3rd date)
Me: So are you nervous for our third date? Third dates are kind of a big deal... ;)
Verizon Guy: I'm not nervous at all about you. I grow on people like a rash.
Me: BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH
Gym Adventures
booyahgrandma: I am not mature enough for you, gym.
The sex noises muscle men make. My god. It’s disgusting.
This reminds me. I was at the gym this weekend - and this guy working out on the leg press is grunting and moaning so loud that I was blushing.
He gets to the end of his set, and bellows, “F*** YOU LEGS!” - over and over while hitting his chest like Tarzan.
Fired up.
BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH, TRUTH.
Now imagine that that guy is someone who works in the IT department and who you regularly have to meet with for projects…. (( avert eyes ))
