that’s right folks, it is saturday and i am not at work. this is because i no longer have a job. the downside of this is that i am feeling the pain in my purse and i have a terrible feeling the bikini wax budget is going to be the first to go. this news is no bueno. last night i dreamt i had to resort to shaving. let’s just say this dream was highly inappropriate (and unlikely, that person wishes! ugh!). if anyone knows anywhere good and semi-cheap to get this shit done, please let me know. i can’t go to cindy anymore even though she is so cheap because it was a little dirty in there last time and i got skeeved out. don’t make me go back to the microwaveable Sally Hansen days! oh, no no no.
the GOOD news about being at home on a saturday for the first time in, like, a year and a half, is that there are Soul Train re-runs FROM THE LATE EIGHTIES!!! the fashion and dancing i am witnessing right now are enough to make me weep openly with joy. what happened to the days
when real men were not afraid to wiggle their asses so that the leather tassels on their pants flew through the air as if independent from their bodies, while also wearing a racoon hat? not to mention that Pebbles just performed live. how did i forget about such classics as “mercedes boy” (as in “do you wanna ride in my…) and “girlfriend” (as in, “how could you let him treat ya so bad?”) ? i feel like such a fool. i am spending my last three dollars of i-tunes gift card on Pebbles. this is the greatest day of my life.
oh crap, it just started raining and i’m supposed to be moving today! okay, god hates me again. nice, i was getting worried. oh well, Timothee will be happy. he was ridin’ dirty on the maj (that is short for major. duh.)