Thursday, July 27, 2006

my.cocktail

Wisdom comes with age, so they say. I wish I were younger, less of a cynic, and certainly not yet jaded.

Do we all think alike? If we do, then I have every right to be wary and be cynical to anyone's approach and advances. If we think alike, then I have to scrutinize the motivation behind the nice act.

Am rambling, I know. But getting the invite to meet a date's old old friends is like being asked to meet the future in-laws. Freaking me out...especially when there's always the possibility that I've already made out with at least 2 of them. I can hear Sunshine mouthing slut.

Not feeling well...blame the cocktail of drugs my dermatologist put me on for the next 7 months. My mind is spinning...I'll sleep now.

3 comments:

Blair Bitch said...

yup yup yup......slut is the word...but what the heck ur one happy puppy slut unlike grumpy old but gorgeous me...and happiness my friend is rare so treasure it while it last coz it may be fleeting.....

kiko said...

it was fleeting....he he he on to the next!!!

kiko said...

I'm so glad I've got very very supportive friends...see?