But anyways... yeah, she's a breath of goddamn fresh air, compared to, say... Thing 1. At least the Little Chickita actually has a brain in her head, actually realizes the value of money, isn't a drunkard or a druggie, and isn't a skeletoid ho-bag. LC is alllllllright by me.
Oh! Oh! The drama that is Texty. I can't just toss this guy away, as much as that voice inside my head is telling me I should. However, because I misread a text message he sent this morning, I kinda flipped out at him. Again on the subject of him wanting sex every night of the week and me not, he said to me "Would you if I wanted it". However, because of the lack of a question mark (is it that goddamn hard to punctuate text messages, people?!) and my slight dyslexia, I read it as "You would if I wanted it" and... yeah. I didn't handle that well. But... yeah. Hours later when I re-read the message and realized I had misinterpretted it, I apologised for tearing him a new one via txt. But now he's back on the whole relationship thing. "Well we had sex so I just thought..." Yeah, well, don't think things like that with me. Clearly, that's not how I roll. So I'm just figuring out how to respond to that one...
The guy is a tad dumb for my liking. And... oh, I don't know. There was just absolutely no chemistry there, I don't know why he didn't pick up on that. And, like this one thing from when we hung out a couple days ago... he had his hand on my leg and all of a sudden he started rubbing my leg really really fast so I was just like "What, are you trying to start a fire or something?" And he just burst out with dumb-assed laughter. Then SEVERAL times during the evening afterwards, he started doing it again, chuckling "I'm trying to start a fire!" Dude. First of all, only funny the first time and when I said it. So... yeah. Just stop.
My hair looks so good right now, I kinda want to go out and show it off. But at the same time, I just wanna not do that. So... yeah. Maybe I'll just take off my war paint, get into my jammies, and crash out on my living room floor for a while. Good times, good times. Emu knows how to party.