Yes sort of a strange combo but hopefully I am coherent enough to explain my thoughts ....
1st the Vodka & Pineapple Juice... clearly the drink I am enjoying but I need to add a touch of grenadine {but I did not think it would fit in the title line ...} very good-- very VERY very good...
Goldfish...
That is what I am wishing I am more like... let me explain..
as a child I always thought gold fish "sucked" - that they were lame... dumb
I always went for those fish that were stream lined, Bright blue with a red spot on them, the good ol' angel fish...
but usually it was the Rumble Fish~ in my room
because they were always the most amazing colors...
and they were sorta like the Loner -- James Dean fish..
{of course I am aware that there is a direct link to
Rumble Fish the Book, by CS Elliot i think...
but REALLY it was the MOvie, as it was/STILL is amazing...as I always watch it when ever it pops up on IFC ~ Micky Rorke still looked like his hot self (LET ME be Clear~ his
9 1/2 wks Hot Self-- get me
?!?!??!)
and the sound track is A- mazing~ Stuart Copeland from the Police... not to mention it is one of the best Black & white films, besides
Under the Cherry Moon that was made before the 2000's... and movies like Goodnight. and the Artist, as of late...
phew, my Roger Ebert Moment is over}
as usual, I digress....
{it's okay to laugh at me... I do it on a regular basis, as do others...}
anyway Goldfish I am coming to learn are actually pretty damn smart ,
as they seem/are
perfectly content with their situation as it were...
i am feeling more like the princess and the pee... but the Pee in this case is "MEN"
Ugghhghhgghhhh
They are too young, they are too old
They are too short they are -- well I have not met too tall...
They are dumb... they have a mild case of Augsburger's - if you ask me...
they have no dick...
they have one but just are more of one...
I mean can the world just cut me some slack here?!??!??!?!???
look
I got it.. i did the work
and I am not saying there isn't more to be done but the foundation is
There... and in place
and SOLID
I am not crazy, or needy etc
yet the men I seem to be meeting seem to be turned off because - I am NOT that...
messed up, needy...a fixer upper as I would say...
beyond Ironic
... makes me look to the Open skies of - Malibu, to be specific, throwing my hands up & Screaming:
KHANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
look i get it,
it will happen "when it's right"....
and
when I am not looking...
so I sit here...doing my full set of exercises ~to keep my ass where it should be, as I want to be Bikini ready by March and at my age that may take more work than usual ... I would never know as I thought I would be dead by now when I was a whipper snapper....
so I figure, plan for the worst, plus i figure I cannot have too firm of an ass/stomach so...
the sooner the better, eh?
plus I ALWAYS feel better about
me when I do my exercises {and can fit into the jeans I want to wear...}
Life has been like "I" am the Driver in an episode of NY Cab Confessions lately and I am just ready to turn in my Keys...
I've learned enough
for now...
at least I think so...
May I PLEASE have an awesome snuggle partner {again}?
Pretty Please?!??!??!
*Please NOTE: I am drunk and have not proof read/edited this YET so until then,
please forgive this post ...
{and possibly afterward but
WE do not have to talk about it at that point ...}
SMILES>>>>