It was suppose to be just one day, but every year is the same. It’s either 1 week, either all summer. I never stop, I got my motor running and I ain’t going back until the heat is taken by the cold. After years of doing this over and over again, I got my shield on and there’s nothing strong enough to penetrate it. In the alcohol steam everything is fun, everything except for the next day, and boy!! there is always the next day ).

I had a good time, it was as always too much, but never enough.

I got my boys, I got my girls, I’m just waiting for colour to come back in my life

Happy B-day to me!!

I had too much time on my hands and nothing to do so I said to my self: let’s work some more. So I took some days off the job and went to a boat show.

This was the weekend before my 20 something birthday, when I usually get very excited and pretty nuts. And… now with the weeding that I have to attend to… especially that it is exactly on my birthday… man it’s tough!! I am a little, just a little nervous… OK… maybe a little more :~D.

OK, so the boat show was cool, a lot of sun and I got my self some nice lines from the tan, I feel a little like a truck driver who drove with both his hands on the windows. But with a lot of artificial tan hopefully I will be fixed just in time for my exquisite dress!!

Like usual I had the “pleasure” of hanging out with the lovely visitors that come every year, people that can barely spell Coco Chanel, but they want a yacht to show off in their fantasies to the other Coco Chanel Fan Club “members”. Over the top are those who ask you a tone of questions for half an hour and they finish with: ” Anyway I don’t have money to buy any of them” )

I watch them every time and I get the same way every year: shocked over their stupidity!! Man!! Is it that hard to stay away and just watch, why on earth you ask those stupid questions???? Does it help you when you get home to tell your friend: “Dude, I saw a boat today, and probably in 57 years I will make a credit to buy it!!”

Yup, that was my weekend. Spiced up with a little clubbin’ on Saturday… that was nice. Across our table we had 3 young ladies, all alone… and boy! were they sad! We were like 3 girls and 4 guys, of which 2 were with them girls. The other 2 tried to be nice to the 3 ladies, and said “cheers” and ” what’s up” but the ladies were like nobody spoke any English in their country or on their planet man were made for food… One of them, the leader of the pack was the one in charge of put all the men around her on the run in less than 5 seconds. Beside the lemon face and the dark and empty look in her eyes, she was so hateful that my friend said one funny but very true thing: “Those 3 deserve to remain sexless until they die!!” ) That was so funny and even more since they were dressed like widows (black is way out in packs ladies ).

So my dears that what that and i will come back when I am more in the mood to let u know what I have to do this week… I go find the energy in a cool-lait with no lait in it

Parol!!

They’ve met each other some time ago, around 16 years ago. He was not that into her so he ignored her politely (imagine that). She was so into him that decided to make him see that they are the perfect match.

Let’s go over the years and let me tell you a little something about what happened to each one of them in these 16 years.

He – got married, got divorce, had a lot of affairs, got rich, got into politics, he lived his bachelor life fully.

She – had no marriage, no kids, some affairs and broken relationships, got a good job, and… (and this might come as a surprise for you – more like a shock – as it was for me): she basically stocked this guy for 16 years, although he continued to ignore her in every way that he could, especially when she got ballistic with crazy text messages, actual stocking, 50 phone calls a day, and so on and so on.

Now, my beloved ones, please make me understand something: How can a human being wast 16 years on someone that for 16 years is refusing any contact what’s so ever with you, and gives clear signs that he will never touch you??????????????

I mean, common, there must be a hospital for you lady, and you should definitely get in as fast as possible, cause maybe this way you will still have the chance of recovering and to live up to the fullest the remaining years that you may have (you are no young woman anymore AND, it is for sure that you don’t have a brain!!) – Get help!!

My sympathy for all the ladies and all the gentlemen who are stocked against their will (there is nice stocking too – but I will get in this chapter some other time ).

Peace man!!

I am proud to say that I belong the a unusual category of people which is: the category of suckers with too much energy who out of desperation to use it, we waste it on stupid people (feel the irony).

Sitting in my leather chair at work today (yeah, that’s where I am when I have nothing to do at home - feel the sarcasm and my pain), I was just recovering some of my weird dreams from the last few days as well as my latest conversation with my lovely mom.

- Mr. Right is not going to come to YOUR door knocking (wanna bet?? ))

Beside getting broke I have to make somebody to come with me (I already have my victim picked ), so that I will be able to avoid all the stupid questions and occurred moments and to be able to enjoy the wedding and to flirt without prejudice (if possible).

SO, if you or anybody else wants to let me know how awful is to be single, and that I will need/want a warm soul beside me everyday, HELLO!! Who says I have no warm soul at night? I have several (I just switch them between days ))) Just kidding… or not.

Even monsters like me with bigger balls than some men have heart and love surprises