Plain Mary Janes....

Mondays suck.

Not a lot has happened since the last *emotional* post... Thanks Jean for the little pep talk. It helped... I don't get down on myself very often, but I guess everyone has their moments. I'm feeling better and not so much in despair, but those issues will linger until they are solved.

I don't need a man to solve those issues. The man drought is a tough pill to swallow, but I am hoping that my faith will change once I FINALLY move out of my mother's house very very soon!

Coffee Cutie and I are still conversing, I will get to see him when I retrieve my stuff / clean out my old appartment. He promises to visit me after I move in, he even offered to help "if I am around"....

This weekend was typical, I worked (I now work a 2nd part-time job - financially smart, but social life suicide). I got free concert tickets and went to check that out with my friend, then we went out to the most horrendous dancebar of life. I decided I am never setting foot in there ever again on a Saturday night. FOR-GET-IT. Everybody is between 17-19 years old... and the guys are super super drunk and inapropriate. One tried to put his hand up my skirt while I had my back to him. Swear to god I almost slapped him. I wasn't making contact/dancing with him, he decided it would be fun? Fuckin loser.

So yeah... my clubbing days are not over, but they are numbered. That dancebar's ship, has sailed.

I notice I don't get any comments, last week was a first and I was really excited!!!! I am curious about my readership... does anybody besides Jean read my posts? Just leave me a shout... the encouragement might help make these juicier? (they will if you ask me out! HAHAHA).....