Pretty Much
Ok. Had a wicked Hot Chocolate Party today.. and grooved with some pals from the lower mainland.. woot woot.. nice to see them again. Mhmm.
Come to the Realization Boys are pretty much iffy. Meaning.. the ones that you tend to be interested are the only ones who are hard to read. Making decisions iffy. That makes no sense.. but at least I understand what I'm saying.. and it helps me rage a little better. ha. ha ha.. yes. IFFY. that is it.
Christmas was lovely good food.. interesting family events.. and.. loads of laughs.
But I am out because I have work tomorrow (yes the joy of going back and making burgers at the lovely Wendy's.. the smell of grease in the air.. gosh it makes me want to gag. Oh Well.. work means paychecks.. paychecks mean Moolah.. and Hurrah for moolah.. aka.. SHOPPING.) Otay. Night.