591st entry ~ Boys and their penises
8:07 pm
Well hello again, it’s been some time since I have written. I’ve been lazy and busy with the new job plus yesterday was Thanksgiving, so I went home to spend it with my mom and family. I also managed to spend about two hours of the night with my father on the phone. Of course my battery proved itself again, it died. Lovely.
So I’m going to start today’s entry off with a personal though and personal belief of mine. All guys brains are in their penises. I would love it if a guy could prove this thought of mine wrong sometime, but I get the feeling this may be correct. Why do I say this? Because I do.
I think I may have noted in here last time that I’ve been in touch with an old friend from school who just so happens to be a guy. Now this guy and I have been texting quite heavily over the past few weeks and in those weeks he’s often wanted to go out to dinner. Problem is he lives back in my home town and I’m not about to drive back there for a silly little ‘dinner’. Plus I have an agreement with the boy that nothing like this will happen until the lease is up. Now if he goes behind my back and does something, then he will have hell to pay, but I’m hoping he won’t be that stupid. Anyway, this old friends keeps pushing the idea of dinner on me and I’m pretty convinced it’s because he hasn’t gotten anything in awhile. He’s told me how long, and I personally don’t believe it’s that unruly, but that’s why I stated all guys think with their penises. I mean for example, every guy I’ve ever talked to has always been very comfortable jumping right into the ‘sex’ conversation within a couple days of talking to me. Why does this happen? I’m quite sure I don’t bring this on myself, and if I do I wish it would stop. Or is it that once a guy looks at me all they see is sex? That can’t possibly be!! I’m thinking until someone proves otherwise to me, the above statement should be printed in writing with a copy right and handed out to every girl while they are in fifth grade. Kind of like a ‘note to self.’
Continuing with this story, I told the guy off a few days back and haven’t heard much from him since. Yes granted yesterday was Thanksgiving and all, but I never even got a response back from him when I sent a “Happy Thanksgiving” text out to all my friends!! I’m pretty sure you could find two seconds in your busy day to respond back with even a ‘thanks’. But no, once again I have offended the person because I told them off because they were pressuring ME!! How do I wind up picking guys like this??? Actually, I didn’t pick him, he picked me. And nothing has happened so really there is no ‘picking’ going on. Just a lot of text messages.
While we are on the guy subject, I’d like to bring in the boy that I live with. I always refer to him as a boy, has anyone noticed this?? Humm….must state something about my deep emotional thoughts about him? Anyway, over the past few weeks I personally think we have been getting along quite well. I associate this new change of pace with him sleeping on the couch. I have heard before that sometimes couples will only work out if they sleep in two different beds. It doesn’t say they don’t have sex then, it just means they get better sleep!! My issue with him is he snores and breathes hard and I am an incredibly light sleeper! A pin could drop and I’d be startled out of bed ready to kill. Since having a change of sleeping habits though, things have gotten better. This does not mean I am sleeping better however. No, my body sleeps when it wants to, on it’s own terms. I wish it would have told me that before I accepted a 4 AM position at Target!! Anyway, we’re working on it, as a team. Body and Mind and physical need to sleep. So far it’s a work in progress.
I also wonder though that if our sudden ‘happiness’ together could be a change in my mood. No way! Never! My mood may have been an issue this entire time??!! I’m shocked. Please do not take this as me admitting I am wrong, because we all know that day will never happen. I am simply saying maybe I have been slightly moody lately and I blame that on the lack of physical work plus not having something worth getting out of bed for. I however am not saying getting out of bed at 3 AM to go stock shelves is a great way to fill that gap, but it’s something for now. Maybe the simple knowing that I have something to ‘do’ during the day is a great mood lifter. Or maybe it’s the freaking amazing Christmas spirit?
I highly doubt that.
On the subject of Christmas and all the craziness of this day in particular, I’d be interested to see how the sales numbers turned out for today nation wide. All the retailers are expecting lousy numbers, but the way the crowds looked, they may not be as bad as everyone had thought. But then again, just because people are out, that does not mean they are buying anything. It also does not mean we went to Walmart and bought an overly expensive TV that is still made in China but they are now selling for an extremely huge discount!! Ooo, do I sense some tension in that last sentence?? NAAAAHH!!!
I did some personal shopping of my own today since I am done with my Christmas shopping. I have been for weeks now. So today I went out to Penney’s and got some amazing cookie sheets plus a 7 qt slow cooker. We have a small one, but the boy eats so damn much, I think I need to start doubling the receipts that I make. I then went to Shopko and they were too busy for my liking, and by this time it was after 8:30 easily. I was wandering around the store and I found a boot dryer I thought the boy may like during the winter months. I kept wandering and then was getting interested in checking out. I figured there would be a line, but had no idea where it would start. Then some old lady who was probably pissed off because she didn’t get something she wanted, bumped my oversized purse and said “Mama, this is the check out line.” “Mama, I know that!” I did not actually say that, and had I said something to her at all, I would’ve shoved a few swear words in there to get my point across. Instead what I did was walk away and placed the boot dryer on a bunch of Lipton Iced Tea and walked out the door. They lost a customer today because they were poorly staffed. I was not going to wait in line for 45 minutes to check out a boot dryer. I’m not insane.
Speaking of insanity, I need to go cleanse my body of free radicals and pollution of the day. Once I have done so I need to finish, or at least attempt to finish Twilight and then throw my ass in bed for another exciting day tomorrow! I have the apartment to myself all day tomorrow, so I’m semi excited for it. The boy went down to Indiana for Thanksgiving dinner with his family. So I say I’m semi excited because now I have nobody to talk to. I attempted to call him and bitch about yet another discovery in these apartment buildings, but he didn’t seem to care much so I hung up. I’m still pissed about that, but that’s a topic for another day. Until that day may come, I am off to go run naked around my apartment.
Seriously, kidding.
Amanda