Ok, so I said I wasn’t going to do it, but I’m going to do it. I’ve got about 1 hour and 15 minutes to kill before Mommy feeds me dinner. I flat out don’t feel like doing shit. (Yes, I live with my dang mother(s). Yes, I have no paying job. And, yes, I have a lingering cold. Yes, I have heaps of work and planning to accomplish. Yes, I’m sick of the god damned winter. Lastly, YES, I’m extremely frustrated and near a state of depression. Whoa, did all that really come out just now? Totally irrelevant info, my apologies.)
*pulling myself back together*
My Facebook friends are already hip to some of this, but there are you that aren’t, so I’ll share since I miss y’all and heaven forbid you forget your Little Ol’ Stephie Poo.
I’ve recently developed horrendous eating habits, which cause me to drive myself to the same gas station every morning for a 20 ounce styrofoam cup of their delicious Coke-A-Cola. (Lately, I’ve upgraded to a 32oz, Ooops! Not so much irrelevant this time around, but embarrassing)
Not only does this particular station have the tastiest fountain Coke, there’s a particular gentleman (a fellow regular customer) I’ve made my “make-believe-boyfriend-that-I-make-love-to-every-morning-with-my-eyes-because-he’s-not-really-my-boyfriend-and-I-can’t-really-touch-him-without-breaking-the-law-and-I’m-not-really-crazy-but-he’s-super-hot-and-I-have-this-strange-feeling-he-is-also-eye-fucking-me-and-probably-one-day-will-want-to-marry-me”. HAA! That’s sick!
Beside soft drinks, I’ve also been known to go for a bit of candy in the morning. One cold as usual morning, I asked the clerk where the Nutty Bars are kept. After he pointed to the assumed location where I happened upon nothing of the sort, I said, “Oh crap. Y’all don’t have Nutty Bars. Man! I really wanted a Nutty Bar this morning”.
The clerk kept saying something and I kept on asking him what he was saying, and finally his voice rose loud enough for me to hear him say, “I said, I’m a little nutty and I get off of work in 37 minutes”.
Fuck.
Now, that’s been a few weeks ago and he’s been fairly normal since; normal until this morning.
I filled my 32 ounce cup full of that delicious Coke and set it on the counter, telling the “nutty” clerk I had to first grab one more item for my snack.
Again, he mumbled words I was unable to hear. Apparently, I “make him naughty and have funny thoughts”, which were brought about by his suggestion of me having a sausage biscuit for breakfast.
Creepy, I know, although hysterically funny when I enter my car and rewind the events. What a freak!
Honestly though, this is the type of guy I attract. His type is wholly why I resorted to online dating. By the way, I’ve given up on the WWW as of yesterday. I will be meeting no one else. At least, I'm not planning on doing so.
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I think you're just fine. Most of those thoughts all of us have at certain periods of our lives. Who cares, if you live with your mom? Mom's rock! :) And you'll recover, finish all your assignments and find your dream man! All that in 2010, sis, oh yeah! I am always here for you to support you, we're a team, we may run for governor of Texas one day ;)
MKL/Steph 2010
Um, you and me both. But he's useless unless he can show me how to throw gang signs! ;) HAHA!!
and btw..are we seeing lame kisser boy seriously now??
@MKL: Thank you and yes, I'm just fine, but sometimes I get overwhelmed by the amount of things happening. I try to stay positive & realize I'm not the only one, but DANG(!),it really sucks when your sick for months :/
MKL/Steph '10, oh yeah ;)
@Sara: Google or Youtube the signs. I'm going to ask my youngest brother which songs/artists are most gangster. You need inspiration :D
Me and no one are serious now. I'm over the whole dating thing. I think it's adding to my stress. I'd be willing to change my mind if I were to meet a mutually interested, nice, employed man. -not holding my breath.
I take it the psycho clerk wasn't hot? How annoying.
also, i used to attract the biggest wierdo's, still do sometimes but every now and then when you decide you've had it, you'll find mr awesome
And why haven't you made any comments to the MAN you want to speak to at the gas station?
Heck, take it as a compliment that a guy is trying to connect with you (just don't let him), whatever the source. =)
I don't think I can handle you leaving again. I may have a breakdown.
You should have just stopped at "My facebook friends are already hip".. I needed to feel hip today. But then you kept going and added "to some of this"
Servo people are freaks. I've had to change service stations so many times because of the people that work there.
I'm with you lady! Always bring in the creepers!
Hey baby, you can have my pecan roll anytime... *wink*wink*nudge*nudge*
lol thats soooo creepy. too bad it wasn't hottie mccutepants saying silly things :)
@Pixelhazard: Hot!? LOL. Hot is in the eye of the beholder and I'm gonna have to go with...no ;)
I keep giving up, but then nothing happens!
@Bathwater: He's become irregular lately! I tell you, as soon as I said to myslef, "Ok Steph it's time you do it", he dropped off the face of the Earth. Next time I see him, it's on!!
@Ricademus: I'm flattered, but not easily fooled ;)
@Sevibabyyy: We'll always have eachother on FB! Plus, I never get that far away anyway. No worries!
@Scoman: You are hip, my love!
I'm not giving up this station. Really, the Coke is too good!
@JP: Thanks for the offer though I'm not sure how I feel about pecans, so there may be a problem?
@Michelle: I'm THANKFUL McCutePants isn't speaking that nonsense to me otherwise he'd be all wrong...Well, he'd at least have to wait awhile ;)
@SIF: absolute shit luck. :P
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