Friday, June 28, 2002
grr
I typed this whole freaking deep post on stupid females being manipulated and rationalizing and blah, blah, blah...but I forgot to post it. Grrr.
.: posted by Princess Portia 11:44 AM
Wednesday, June 26, 2002
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So umm, you know that "absence makes the heart grow fonder," thing? Well, it's true. Craig David (that's the nice guy's name) for example. That's all I'm saying. But blah, blah, blah. I made some bomb fried rice last night, and we had Olive Garden catered at work thanks to me...so umm why am I only talking about food? I'm kind of having a writer's block right now. I need to make sure that the moment I think of something to post about, I post it instead of procrastinating. But I'm sorry, I was too busy being worshipped by my supervisor to be witty. SO I'm going to stop typing now. Really these words are just taking up space and you're wasting valuable reading compresion with every word you read. I'm wasting your brain cels, dude. Ok, come back later, I'll talk about something of substance. Now that I think about it, maybe my un-typativeness is because I'm thinking about stuff
.: posted by Princess Portia 5:33 PM
Tuesday, June 25, 2002
wow, 4 posts, 2 days
ok, since inquiring minds want to know...yes I partook (is that a correct tense?) in the cardiovascular pleasures of the gym today, and had a nice normal interaction with the "fitness professional." (Hey if you're reading, Mr. leve me with nothing to talk about on my page, I left with my loaner shirt..I'll bring it back tomorrow, and thanks for the bday gift bro.) And umm I don't think I'll say anything else about him because he might sue me. Haha! But yeah, it's all gravyliscious now, and blah blah blah. Oh, one more thing if you're reading, since you do read this, would you feel more special if I used your real name? It would be much easier for me when I'm talking crap about you...thanks!
On another note, I think I hurt someone's feelings. If we spent a little time together on consecutive days on a recreational level, and if I've already called and did the thank you thing, if I have nothing to talk about am I still supposed to call you? Remember the really, really, nice guy? I don't know if I now have to kick my niceness up a notch to keep him from breaking into little pieces.. Wow, that says a lot about me if I think niceness/kindness=fragility. And not a lot of good things about me either. Ok, I'm hungry, which means my brain is running on fumes. I'm not saying another word....
I mean typing.
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:28 PM
just kidding
Ummm ok. So it’s Tuesday again. I’ve never really been too fond of Tuesdays. Not necessarily anti-Tuesday, just not excessively pro-Tuesday. Interesting things rarely occur on Tuesday s. Let’s see how many time’s I can type Tuesday in one post!
Ok, I’ll stop. So you will never guess who reads my freaking page that I didn’t know reads my freaking page…need I say more? If you’re like, “what?!?” then you need to read some of my old posts. So apparently Leroy Jenkins reads my page when he gets home from work at night (how weird is that?) And apparently he just started doing this, so he read like, all of it in one night. Cute. Or not. So yeah, umm hi Leroy Jenkins, thanks a lot, now I have to find someone else to secretly lust after and talk about on my web page… damn man, you ruined it for everyone. But umm… so yea. Other than that nothing really interesting happened last night, just the basics. I think I’m going to get my hair braided again, I’m tired of doing my hair already, and it’s still the summer, and I have a lot of beach crap to do that is just much more convenient with braids.
Blah, blah, blah. This Boqueesha ass bitch that I’m training that wears perfume that smells like old Busch Gardens leather is making a booty call on company time. Dirty cunt… wait, I’m posting on my web page on company time…wait, I’ve got rank, and I know what the fuck I’m doing. I’m not the slow bitch that’s not comprehending what I’m being taught at my new job that I’ve had for a week and a half but missed 3 days because I have 14 kids. Umm, ok I’ll chill. She’s just getting on my nerves. It’s like, learn your ish. Inhale…exhale.
So I think I’m long overdue for a road trip. It’s been a few weeks, but I don’t know where I want to go… I’ll have to start thinking about that. I got this Feng Shui (that Asian decorating/ambiance crap) book for my birthday, and I think I have this cute, cute, cute decorating idea for when I move in August. I’ll post pictures. Ok, I don’t have anything else to say. This might be one of my most UN-interesting posts, so you might as well start reading the archives. Happy Tuesday. (That’s 8!)
.: posted by Princess Portia 2:30 PM
Monday, June 24, 2002
more ish, man
I can't wait until Blogger has freaking spell check again. I mean I can spell, I just can't type, which causes it to appear that I can't spell. Umm my blood pressure is still like 140 sumthin over 90 sumthin and I'm so not stressed, and so not consuming high amounts of sodium. Wanna hear something embarrassing? I went on my break to pop some kettle corn popcorn because one of my team members has never experienced the sweet n' salty pleasure...so I set it on the default popcorn time on the supposedly high tech company microwave, and I went down into the gym to have Leroy Jenkins check my BP again to see if I can work out today (yeah it's that bad...I'm gonna die man...I'm pretty sure it's the Depo though, but that's another story...) so I'm in the gym you know getting cuffed and pumped and my heart beat listened to when all of a sudden the damn fire alarm goes off...so we're all herded (like cattle!) outside to the gym's designated fire safety place (did I mention it's raining hella hard while this is going on??) so after like 20 minutes they let us back in...And guess what caused the fire? MY POPCORN! I shall forever be clowned though only a few people know it was my bag of popcorn (hell naw I didn't claim it!) See this is why I never really liked popcorn other than the kettle corn type. And that's what I get for stealing a pack from my mom's pantry.... Damn it...oh about the Depo thing, come to find out there are all kinds of Depo provera survivors groups and crap...apparently this birth control is the devil and people have gone into some fucked up things because of it. One thing that I learned from my reading that I was lied to about is how it works. I was told it tricks your body into thinking it's Prego, when in fact it tricks your body into thinking it's IN MENOPAUSE! So this basically means that all of my emotional, moody, horny shit isn't just me...it's the Depo. Some people get depressed and lose hair and lose their "natural lubrication..." I haven't had any of those issues thank God, but this blood pressure thing sucks...how can I have sex in the laundry room in the gym if I can't work out because my blood pressure is high? Haha...just kidding about that last part. So I'm out of the world of prorated phone time, and into the world of, "ok, these are anytime minutes, call me after 9" haha...what a lovely world it is. So because of my Depo research I now need to find alternate BC methods that I don't have to take daily that doesn't make me weird and doesn't require some sort of injection in my arm or some shit. Hmmm. So now I'm going to be questioning myself, like right now for example...am I really horny as hell, or is it the depo? Hmmm. Do I really love garlic, or is it the Depo? Wow, this sucks. Ok, so this is 2 days (business days that I was at work) in a row that I haven't been able to work out...I don't know what to do with myself...and I don't know how to make it go down...it's so frustrating because I can't feel that it's high, so that's annoying...maybe I should go to the emergency room? Hmmm. Did I already talk about the really nice guy I went out with? Yeah he's nice. Really nice. What's funny is that usually when I say that I mean that the person is ugly, but bruh is fine as fuck...umm I mean hell, and he's nice.... What’s wrong with this picture? I'm talking straight gentleman...straight ask- to- hold- my- hand-but-not-pressing-all-up-in-my-space-bubble-trying-the-system-and-trying-to-fuck-and-shit-kind of guy. Yep yep, so of course I can't stop thinking about umm...someone else. It really sucks being a female sometimes...your mind/ <3 makes you think/feel some fucked up thing man. You know, I should b feeling all fluffy and fuzzy over old boy, or someone else...but nah...forget the romance, forget the cuddling, forget the relationship...I Wanna fuck the shit out of...umm...yeah, you guessed it, Leroy Jenkins. And I can't believe I just admitted that...wow. I'm not going to follow through with it, but Leroy is sexy as hell himself...damn damn damn damn damn. Ok, forget you just read that.
.: posted by Princess Portia 5:41 PM
umm like happy birthday and stuff
Ok, so my birthday kicked ass and stuff. Which is surprising to be honest with you...I didn't expect much, but thanks to a few kicks ass people I had hella fun from midnight on my birthday and counting...(I celebrate my bday until July 4th, which means every time I go out to eat between now and then I get to get sung to and get my free dessert...heh). Speaking of dessert, some of my friends did the ice cream and cake thing for me, and let's just say they know me well. Tee cake was perfect, and small...and chocolate...and strawberryish...and perfect.
Enough about the cake...
Let's see, I even went to a party on Saturday (with "Mr. Party Man,") and it was hot in thurr (nelly talk) so I had to take off all my clothes ("I was gettin so hot, I had to take my clothes off!") umm not for real, but yeah there was a lot of sweat, a lot of dancing, a lot of drinking...and listen, I "got DAT good game." Being my drunken flirtatious self, I proceeded to walk around with a handful of napkins handing them to al the hot hotties. (Haha.) Going as far as to wipe someone's forehead for them while we were dancing...(haha). Yep, for no apparent reason, just because I was drunk, it was hot and sweaty, and they were cute. Ahh boys. Guess what else I did while I was drunk??? Umm I mean, inebriated.... I left Leroy Jenkins a drunken, hornified voicemail. Wow. I wish I know exactly what I said. I know it somewhat involved alerting him of my current mental state (drunk) and my current physical state (horny) and something dirty along the lines of, "but I'm saving it for you baby..." then I bust out laughing and umm...I don't remember the rest... hopefully he'll recognize it as typical Portia humor and not call me panting and moaning like, "come on then baby." Umm he better know better. But yeah, he went out of town for the weekend, and actually remembered to call and wish me a happy birthday, (AHEM, unlike some assheads I know.... your stock will plummet!) and to apologize that he couldn't get my gift to me before he left because he knew he wanted to get me something for where he went and, "blah, blah, blah." So I have a bday gift waiting for me when I go to the gym later. Fun.
You know; I miss going to step class on Mondays. But I don't know if I can go to one of his classes without cracking up...damn man-whores. Umm I smell one of those phases coming on where I have a fan club after I decide to umm, "retire." Damn it man. But umm back to the hood of thangs (I'm so diverse today1)
I did some other stuff...I went on a couple of "dates." (Yeah me!) Don't tell though..."shhh it's a secret." Wait, I have t clarify, when I say "dates," it implies more than one person...nope, I don't have it like that right now, it was the same person different days. By the way, if you have a Panera in your neighborhood, get your ass there and have the smoked salmon and asparagus soup in a sourdough bread bowl...it's lovely. Umm I have more stuff to say, but I got go
.: posted by Princess Portia 1:19 PM
Thursday, June 20, 2002
one dandy day
Ok, so I did a hellafied amount of productive shit today. Oh joy. I've come to the conclusion that I have a serious "pickyness" problem. I was talking to an aqquaintance of mine that called me, but wasn't talking about a damn thing. So I get straight annoyed and now I never want to speak to this person for a while..ha. I mean, that is a serious pet peeve. If you dont' have anything to talk about, but you just wanted to hear my voice or let me know I was on your mind, just say that. Be like, "Hey Portia, I don't have much to say, but I just wanted to give you a call and let you know you were on my mind..have a nice day...bye." See that's hella sweet and will earn you hella points and might even inspire me to come up with something to babble about. But nooooooooo I get negroids that want to call, and Call, AND CALL! without a damn thing to talk about. SO I get off the phone like, "umm...call me back later. " So they call back, and call back, and call back...still without a fucking thing to say that's interesting. Man I hate that. Grrr. Ok, that's all. It's like my birthday in 4 hours and I guess I'm not doing anything but going to lunch tomorrow. My dinner plans fell through tonight...do you know how much shit I turned down for that dinner with family friends??? Damn people...they're the devil. Ok, welll umm happy happy joy joyu, fuck fuck fuck...blah blah blah. Have a nice night, I'm outtie... Oh! No I'm not.
Another issue. Now I want to call the gym guy, but I haven't in a while, I basically blew him off, but umm you know how girls are...and I need him for recreational purposes again. Is it cool to call, or am I going to get cussed out for being so cold towards him before? Hmmm...damnit man.
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:09 PM
Wednesday, June 19, 2002
may I go home please?
Ok, so I'm grumpy but in a good mood. I'm completely exhausted for no good reason. I got like 50 hours of sleep last night, but I still feel tired. I think it's this rainy day. Yeah, I know I said I like it, but it still wears me out. If it was cold and rainy that would be better. But it's still hot as hell. Which equals humidity, which equals a grumpy me.
But at the same time, it's my Friday, so how bad can it be? (Don't asnwer.) Ok, I'm convinced that all my associates are going to be scrubs and not get me shit for my birthday. Damn them, damn them all to hell. But then I set really low expectations on people because I hate to be disappointed, so there's not telling. I think I'm getting sick though...I've been rained on one too many tiems this week..I know, get an umbrella...I have one, but I always forget, and I need a better prettier one. One that accurately represetns me! If I drink2 more cups of chamomile tea I'm going to turn into a chamomile. Tomorrow is apartment shopping day, (hooray!) And this time I'm going to do a full year lease...you know, it's all about the stability man. Ij ust have to find a place that I like enough to commit to a full 12 months.
I started this post at like 9 somethin...talk about A.D.D...really though, it's just bee hella busy today. And I was on the phone for like a year with personal and conference calls and crap. I have a 90 day fitness evaluation today at the gym...every 90 days they want to meet with you for half an hour and evaluate yor improveent and your goals..and freakit man..guess who's doing my evaluation?? Yep...Leroy Jenkins. (dum dum um duuuuuuuuuuum)<--that threatening doom music! So yeah, this should be interesting...I mean we've been speaking, but I've been "busy," and I haven't called him or stopped and really acknowledged him when I go to the gym. Is that wrong?? I mean, we're still cool, but you know he started catching feelings and what not, and I had to give him some distance because I can't have my fitnes professional watching me sweat and thinking about really watching me sweate! If you know what I mean. Heh. Heh. yeah you know you nast boy you. Umm. What? Ok seriously though, there was just "tension," developing. Not the bad kind either...but still..it's about supression dude. So anyhoo...I have to sit up in a closed up camera free roo with him for 30 minutes and talk about what I want for my baaaahhhdy. Wow, this is going to be funny.
I have a funny feeling I'm not getting A DAMN THING for my birthday. Bah humbug. Ah well, I've got a bottle of Tankiepooh and Tommycollinsiepooh.
.: posted by Princess Portia 4:32 PM
Tuesday, June 18, 2002
rainy day cheers
It's my Thursday but I'm still miserable. I took the day after tomorrow (the real Thursday) and Friday (my birthday off). Old people look at me like I'm crazy when I say I'm not going to work on my bday, but ummm...I can do that. It is hella hurrendible (that's terrible and horrendous) outside....but in a good way. I love the rain...well when I'm at home and sleeping or just watching old movies. Sadly today, that'snot the case. I'm chillin up at my desk sippin' on Chamomile (watching boys and girls with the sex appeal!) I haven't had tea in a while...but it's just one of those days. I was on the Sanyo for an extended period of time last niht, and my ear/head hurts and fells stuffy....is this brain cancer?? Is it to soon to sue? If I sue can I still keep my phone?
Ok, so I was watching movies with a certain individual whose name I shant mention...sipping on Tanquerrey and Tom Collins and having a grand old time. Then of course they try to get deep on me, asking me what do I see in the future of the association. (Oh God.) So being the smart ass I can't help but be, my response is, "I see another drink because I'm almost finished with this one." Whew...close one...was my aversion of the subject too obvious?? Oh well. I made my point...don't talk about that stuff until I bring it up. THe girl is the one who's supposed to complicate things by catching feelings, and I shall not let you take that away from me! IT's miiiine! umm ok, I'm finished.
A friendly association has been sparked between myself and someone I would have never imagined being civil with. Of course I couldn't imagine that because of a lot of info I was fed regardin this person thatnow seems to have been exxagerated. Ol' girl is a good person going through some ish I'm lucky enough to not be in. But yeah..talk about growth and healing.
When looking at my new pictures remember that I like putting freakish ugly pics of myself on here...it's funny to me. I think it shows confidence. Ok. Yeah. Have I told you lately how adorably amazingly cutsie my sweet puppy is? ust thought I should mention that. I have NO PLANS for my birthday now. Except to get my tag renewed...and thats.about.it. Sad huh? THat's what I get once again for being anti-social. But then I couldn't handle the attention of a party...I just want to go to a bunch of restaurants paid for by someone else and have the wait staff singhappy bday and give me fre dessert. You know, don't laugh, but i've always celebrated my bday (in restaurants and all) up until July 4th (my day is the 21st, so that gives me at least a good 2 weeks of acknowledgement!). As far as gifts go, I want kitchens tuff and someone to pay my application fee at my new apratment complex. I'm not asking for much!
I'm coming down from my CHamomile high and feeling sleepy as hell, so I gotta go. Thanks for reading. Buy me stuff off my wishlist for my birthday. Toodles!
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:45 AM
Monday, June 17, 2002
where u be at?!?
umm yeah I know..mia and what not...I've been having hella interesting days (and nights! heh heh). But to make it up to you, there's lot's of new ghetto, rough looking, home grown pics for your enjoyment! Oh Joy! Let's see where to start??
I finally saw whack ass Vanilla Sky. I thought I would like it because it was so twisted....but you could tell the writers/director had this awesome idea when he started, followed through with all of the twists and turns, then lost his train of thougt at the end and just threw some garbage ending in there. It sucked. Penelope and Cameron were cute, and Tom was weird as usual, but other than that..BLECH!!
Trojan Magnums are buy one get one free at Eckerd right now...just thought I'd share that with all of you strapping you fellows. Actually all prophylactics are, but umm...those are the ones that matter to me. TMI much?
Umm that's all..I was going to play catch up and tell al about my MIA time, but I regained my senses.
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:04 PM
Wednesday, June 12, 2002
random acts of ghettoness
Ok, so now that I'm back to being a productive member of the wireless world, I'm letting Verizon kiss my ass for a week or so. YesI know I should pay my phone bill, and I will, but I've never been late up to now, so I'm going to buy some new cross-trainers and exercise my right to be late on a bill..heh. Oh well, anyone whose anyone has my cell phone number. Umm what else? I had the worse buffalo wings in the world today for lunch. I should have known when I walked in the and the jukebox cut off and exeryone looked at me like," who let that brown girl in here?!" ugh. This damn navel ring is annoying me. But it shall cock block no more I tell ya! Umm ok. I'll be back, I lost my train of thought
.: posted by Princess Portia 2:33 PM
Tuesday, June 11, 2002
ok, see all these fucking guys are trying to chill with me and be my friend and ish..ALL I ASK is that they be nice to look at, funny, smart, able to hold their liquor, a football fan, more outspoken than me, and etc....is that too much? Oh, and that they don't catch feeling. Just because I want you to be attractive with a minimum 8.5 incher doesn't mean I'm trying to scrum you...or be your girl...it's kind oflike when you go out of town...you bring all of your nice shit but that doesn't necessarily mean that you're going to use it all...just a nice "just in case..." damn it man..I don't think I'm asking for much. DId I mention a conversationalist and someone I can get my way with? That's all..and that's so not that much!
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:56 PM
the laundry room
Wanna hear something gross and unsexy? Oh well, I'm telling you anyhoo. Ok, maybe I won't...
I've discovered that I have a serious problem mailing "stuff." For example bills. I'll write out the check, do the envelope thingy, put a stamp on it, and just carry it around. This might be understandable if we didn't have this giant mail mobile.robot/machine thingy that beeps around by everyone's desk for you to put mail in...it's an issue I suppose. I keep forgetting that technically the bill isn't paid until they receive the check...damn techinicalities. Ok, so if you leave Nair on your baaaady too long, your skin will start to crawl..just a warning. I'm not liking this apartment shopping, and it just dawned on me how soon August is..
You know, I noticed yet another weird thing about myself...all five thousand months leading up to my birthday I'll be al excited and making plans, then by the time it gets here I'm like, "whatever," and all not saying anything about it. I'm getting into that mode now. I'll probably just sleep in on my birthday unless someone randomly takes initiative to make it kick ass. And you know what sucks? I could sit here and make a whole freaking random list of people who I've done really nice "thoughts," (not necessairly breaking lots of bread) for on their birthday...and that's all I want is a damn though. And I have a rule, I won't call anyone on my birthday unless I'm returning their call..damn it, people should be thinking of you on your day...ugh
But hey, at least I don't have aboyfriend this year that get's me a christmas/valentines/anniversary/birthday gift ALL IN ONE! (penelope was that gift). I mean, Iloveher to death, but that sucked..I didn't even get a freaking card or anything else besides her...so what if she ended up costing over a "G" after supplies were purchased. I'm a little things kind of girl...that's all
.: posted by Princess Portia 3:52 PM
Sunday, June 09, 2002
sleep much?!?
Ok, I hibernated, ad I'm back from the dead, well rested and all. Ok, so this is weird. Individuals that previously hated me and would have thought their lives would be better if I was dead are now like friendly and stuff. Can you say set up? Weird thing is, this individual only volunteers information, doesn't try to get mine. Funky, but funny. So umm, tomorrow is Monday in case you didn't know. That means I'm going to work, which means I'm going to encounter certain individuals that I haven't encountered in a proffesional environment since a non-proffesional conversation/encounter. Hmmm. It's no biggie though. Did I remember to post about getting my navel re-pierced. It's probably one of the things I forgot. The other day (Wednesday) I had to gopick up my mom's friend's son from the airport... on the way to their house it started freaking hailing and there was like zero visibility. SO I was stuck out at their house for a couple of hours while i cleared up because I so can't drive if I can't see, at least not if I don't have to. So I was sitting out on the lenai` (sp?) sipping on Corona light's with my mom's friend (yeah, she was wrong for that) and then it finally cleared up so I headed home..(there's a point to this eventually.) Ok, so on the way home I remember I need a new tongue ring, since mine was MIA and I was using the ball-less spare. So I go to the tatty/piercy shop to buy a new tongue ring, and the guy offers me, "The Deal of the Century!!") (You have to read that in that superhero cartoon loud booming voice.) So somehow we get on the topi cof how many times I've had my navel pierced, and he offers to re-pierce it, plus sell me the tongue ring for a really cheap price, so of course I can't turn down: "The Deal Of The Century!!!" So I go for it. Suprisingly it didn't hurt that bad , it was just your basic shot, I guess since it's all dead scar tissue in there. So yeah, the two original piercings are back, for now. Nothing else will be done though...I can't take pain like THAT. I adore my new phone that I finally got on Wednesday though it was UPS'ed to my leasing office on Monday a freaking 1:40 p.m. So wednesday I find out it was next day aired on Saturday (meaning I should have got it monday) so I'm like ummmmm wha? So I call customer service, and they give me the tracking # and tell me that it was signed for on Monday by someone with the last name "brown..." so no I'm like daaaaaaamn, they got me for my phone. But yeah, so what if I'm new in the complex, they could have been considerate enough to either 1.) Tell me the UPS policy (they sign for it for ou "for your convenience) when i moved in, or 2.) Called me after they signed for it and let me know it was there. I was sooo mad about that. But my phone is a wonderful litle specimen of electronic material. Have you ever had a covnersation with someone that was really nice but so freaking boring? It's like you say something, they're like, "yeah, blah blah blah" (basically a repeat of what you said). I HATE that. IT's so boring. It's like, no smart ass comments, no sarcasm, no nothing. Bleeech.
On the make-up tip, I think I like mascara now, I don't know where it came from, but I do...so it's mascara, clear lip gloss, and light eye shadow. I'm moving on up in the make up world huh?! Wow, I'm actually feeling sleepy again. I think it's somethin in this apartment. I need to check my a.c. filter. Ok, well I'm off to watch Nickelodeon or bake a cake or something. Toodles.
.: posted by Princess Portia 6:19 PM
Saturday, June 08, 2002
wow
I hate when I forget to post for a few days, because I come back and have so much ish to say and I don't know where to start. But wooow. SO umm yeah. Damn it man, where to start? Umm Iremember Leroy Jenkins the fitness proffesional?? Let's just say he's not only good at fitness...hahah. SYYKE (or not, I'll never tell.) But umm yeah. It was a very eventful weekend. Except for right now of course, since I'm like on here. But I do it for the fans man..haha ok shut up. You know what?!? I took my senior pictures at this very expensive local place, (I didn't know it was expensive when I took them!) And they put a pic of me and my best friend together on their flyer that they mail out all over...I feel all "special," (I still owe a "g" on my pics...HA!) I have so much information that I just want to put out there, but you never know who's reading your site (ahem, leroy jenkins.) So I guess that eliminates all discussion of Friday. So umm Saturday...my little sister's bday party, and that's about it. And some rain. And umm...yeah. I'm so sleepy (he heh dont you want to know why??) And since I can't really type about what I want to type about, I'm going to shut up now, and stop talking in circles...
.: posted by Princess Portia 11:04 PM
Tuesday, June 04, 2002
"wha'ts yo' fantasee"??
Some funny, funny, ish man...I was chatting with Leroy Jenkins last night (yeah umm he like called to see if I was "ok" since I didn't go to the gym yesterday..ha) So we started having an actual conversation. I won't get into too many details, but wow man..he took it there. Where you ask? Ummm if you don't know I'm not telling you. Ok, you see, I was kind of sleepy, so he was just asking all kinds of interesting questions, and I was just answering. So like any good little man-whore, he ventually brought up sex...not with me though, just in egneral. (*wink*). So we start talking shit about crazy things we've done...anyone that knows me knows how I am...so then you also know how interesting that made this conversation. So he's like, "well damn, do you have any fantasies left?" (haha that was soo TMI.) So I told him what one of mine is, forgetting who I was talking to. (It's to scrump at work...) See, this is the funny part. He automatically assumed I was throwing hints...I seriosuly forgot that he was leroy jenkins, that work's in the gym. He was just some random interesting guy that I was having an interesting convo with. But umm Mr jenkins is the only trainer that stays until closing, so I thought about it..."hmm," so I asked him if one day i could, "borrow" the gym after he leaves. Of course he got all offended because he expected some sort of reference to him...so that was entertaining. ahh the joys of man-whorage. I hate the summer in Tampa, other than my birthday, it sucks. I'm always so sleepy during the summer...the heat just drains you..like now for instance.
Let's see...what else has happened lately?? Damn I just got an email from Leroy Jenkins. Haha..maybe I shouldn't go to the gym...might get attacked. (haha) No, it's Cardio "funk," day...I can't miss that. Did I shave? Shut up. I brought shorts to work out in, but I think I might have 5 o'clock shadows...hold on, lemme check...
nah..I'm good...what would I do without Nair?? My dog's ears are falling off. It's not funny either. No, she's allergic to something in the apartment. I have to take her to the vet. Damn, as expensive as her upkeep is, I might as well have had a freaking kid. Oh well..I hope she get's better though. MY PHONE HASN"T COME YET!! Damn I hate waiting on mail! That is like the worst. Speaking of mail..I have something coming from Jacksonville...it's probably freaking anthrax since I stopped speaking to my friend up there con mucho frequencia. It is so almost my birthday and I have no clue what I'll be doing. Maybe ATL will still come down here...that would be lovely...I can live the life of a lush for a few days (minus the bad stereotypes..I'll just be drunk.) I want my phone though. Buh bye.
.: posted by Princess Portia 3:04 PM
Monday, June 03, 2002
absense making hearts grow fonder and stuff
So you decide that there is absolutely no potential for the advancement of an association (you like how I said that!) and umm..the freaking man-whore falls in love with you...what's up with that?!? Oh, this is completely irrelevant to my last sentence, but umm: yes, teeth are very important to me, but you have to have other things going for you too. Crack baby forheads wil not cut it. Wow, that was harsh. I hope no one put's 6 and 18 together on that one...heh. Today was hectic as hell at work, but it's about supression so I'm not talking about that. Ohh something weird. Remember Friday before last? My tell all my old business post? Why did umm psycho inseure prego add me to her buddy list? Of course I rejected it, but I hope it was an accident. Maan...stalk my ex, not me. I've had enough stalkers in my "hey dey." Speaking of which...guys, if you ask a girl to call you, and she says no...don't ask again. Back away slowly and leave her alone. Don't keep trying...I'm sorry..persistence from a non interesting (read:beautiful) guy makes my stomach to that gurgle thing. I meant to mention it a while ago, but Lime Tostitos are a beautiful thing...especially with Bravo's (unless you make your own) Spicy salsa con queso...and a corona/tequiza/ or hell, a few shots of tequila. Seriously though..you can eat it after you like the salt and take the shot rather than burn enamel off of your teeth with an actual lime...ahh always the improvisor.
Ok, enough about my antics w/alcohol...did I mention what I ended up doing on Saturday? Oh yeah, that's right. I wasn't going to give that information. ooops.
.: posted by Princess Portia 7:13 PM
Saturday, June 01, 2002
that girl shit
It frustrates me when I sense that people (guys) think I do certain things, say certain things, or assume certain things because I'm a girl and I'm catching feelings. Because usually, it is SO not like that. For example...today I kind of made some ambiguos plans, but they were never confirmed. I kind of hung out with the person these plans were made with in a round about way on Thursday...and there were just hella funky vibes. So I automatically assumed that if this person didn't call to confirm on Friday (a must for me), then it was off, and I could proceed with other Saturday options. Ok, here's where it get's weird...I of course second guessed myself today (a few minutes ago) and thought, "well umm maybe since this person knows I'm big on the confirming thing...{or do they???} I was supposed to call and confirm, and since I didn't call they took it as a cancel because of the weird hard to interpret/analyze vibes on Thursday. So I decide that since no one can read my mind, maybe I should call and just double check..there's no telling...they might have been waiting on me. So I call, and I say," Hey, this is Portia (I can't help but announce myself), I just wanted to make sure that tonights plans are,/i> actually canceled, and it's not just in my head..." So this person comes at me with the "nah, it's not like that," (assuming that I was stressed over this, or waiting on them TODAY..which I wasn't) and they went on to say," there's just been a lot going on today...blah...blah...blah" (I wsan't really listening because my question could have been answered in one word). And then they finished with a," can I call you tomorrow?" Ummm yeah, whatever. I meant to respond with a, "yeah, but I'm not asking you to, if you feel the need to, then go right ahead." Because it's that whole, "can I call you tomorrow?" comment that bugs me. This just implies that I called you because I was upset and felt stood up and wasn't getting it. But the thing is, because I have a conscience, I called because I figured it was my neuroticness (is that EVEN a word??) that made the plans fall through. It wasn't a big deal either way...it was so a GP thing. So now I have to make this person realize that it was absolutely so not like that, the plans shouldn't have even led them to THINK that it was that deep, but I have to communicate this all without making any effort toward commincation. I don't need to send any more signals that I see as clear but someone else get's all mixed up. That's so frustrating. I lost the "natural," battle, and had to relax my hair. I got my ens clipped too, so my hair is all normal and sandard now...until I dye it in six weeks...heh, heh. Have a happy Saturday folks, I know I will!
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:50 PM
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