Man, I tried to get rid of my page on BlackPlanet.com and show you how janky they are... my account has been deactivated, but my page is still there, with all my stuff on it. So its like I'm not really off it at all. So I look hella janky myself, trying to conduct myself in a committed relationship, yet my profile is still viewable on BootyCall-Planet. Man. I'm pissed about that. And I can't go back in to erase everything off of it either. I just emailed their customer service about it, but I'm sure they wont get back to me, because that makes their site look bad when people want to disassociate themselves with BP. But everyone knows BP is not conducive to a committed relationship... at least not as far as I'm concerned. I wish it was some way I could get in there and get rid of that.
Plus I'm mad at this weather. I'm sick of being cold. I want the sun to come out and stay out, so I can go back to looking cute. I look crappy now. I can't drop the top because then I'll freeze to death (even if I turn the heater on while driving, which is hella slow and defeats the purpose of lowering the convertible top). So I'm sick of crap weather and crap BlackPlanet.com.
But on another note...
Today is my baby cousin's birthday. I think she's 9 years old today. And almost bigger than me. I think there is something in the water, because all the kids who are around 9 seem to be a few inches shorter than me, and weigh almost as much as I do. I can wear my cousins clothes... thats how serious I am. But I love that little girl, I gotta pray she has a good day. If I'm not mistaken, her party is Sunday after church. So that gives me a couple more days to get a present, LOL.
I'm hungry as hell too...
My lunch is tight. I have a chicken salad. I've become addicted to huge chicken salads for some reason. I now have my own bottle of Italian dressing that I carry in my lunch bag (me and pops was fighting over the dressing two days ago, it was too funny. Well maybe not to him). Anyhow, I have the healthiest lunch I've had since my momma used to pack it in school. I am so proud of myself. Now if this crap helps me get more energy and keep my weight up, then I'll sing the praises of chicken salad until I die. I cant wait until lunch. My breakfast of Tootsie Rolls and Pepermint Tea isnt exactly what I should be living off of.
Vacation is Coming...
I cant wait for February 27th to get here. I'll be flying to Frisco that weekend to spend some special time with my man. I need that little break, even if its only for one Friday. One Friday off is a beautiful thing. I plan to go to sleep on the plane. I cant remember how long the flight is out there, but I know its long enough for me to get a cool nap in. As long as no talkative folks sit by me, I'm good. Because I seem to have a sign on my head that says "Talk To Me... PLEASE" on it. Hopefully I can hide that sign until I get to Frisco. Because at 6:50 in the morning, I'm not trying to hold no conversation and listen to someone's life story. Hells naw. Well lemme get to work now, its about 7:00 a.m. Okay. Be back whenever... and as always, fight the power!