Just don't call at 3am, right?

LOL. I have done it again.

Last night I completely let myself go with the girls. Thanks to "more sober" girls then myself, I was well taken care of.

Went to the State Fair, where a country western diva made me bored to tears, but worse yet, made me remeber a song I haven't heard in years..."Complicated"--

Now that was so not the song I wanted or needed to hear. I'm like What-Ever!

Actually no--I looked at my girls and we all did one of those...

"What Guy does that remind you of?"--3 figured out mine, which is surprising because that was three years ago, and I've known her less than one. Guess it shows she's a good sister that listens, let alone remembers.

So, once completely depressed by the third country song, half of us decided to split from the concert and roam the fair grounds. With the buzz from previously consumed "grape juice" and "pinnaple juice" fading, it was even more amusing running into girls who's buzz had just begun or girls who were far past.

The night consisted of great little fair games, vendor shopping (you know us sorrors and shopping), and a few sporadic TM's to the men in my life that I love.

Here's a short JM quote: (Talking about looking through your phone book on your cell) "They suck, they're sleeping, they're sleeping, nah, nope, they suck... then you pick the one that sucks the least and call them. They'll do for now."

C's birthday ended with movies, and not the kindest words to me, but well, it's his birthday, so I tried not to be bitter.

Playa Playa was dying to see the enterauge of female presence I was accompanied by and sent a very tempting offer of stopping by and meeting the men of KE. --Yeah, not so much, seemed to be the general "Girls night only" sentiment.

J-low has caught or is catching her boys sickness and for the first time in a long time I had a J-low free night.

Party plans for tonight already seem to be brewing, and I'm thinking to myself: Am I getting to old for this?

Well, highlight of the evening did consist of a very tall good looking guy approaching me, (this is amazing; as in NM they are rare)--but, well what can I say, beleive it or not I'm shy when sober, and my mind and heart have both decided, whatever it is that I'm in is enough to keep me happy.

Quotable words from a Four year old:

"Hey mom, can we listen to Cronic don't leave seeds?"

Convo with the house mate, after being ordered to chug the remainder of "grape juice" I was handed:

"If I get sick tommorow, it's your fault"

"Good, aren't I a great housemate!?"

Discussion between myself, the girls, and Playa Play on the phone:

"Who's single?" "What defines single?"

Discussion between girls on the topic of older men:

"Who hasn't dated an older man in this room?"

(no hands raise)

"Who's dated a guy at least seven years older?"

(all hands raise)

"15 and 23"

"15 and 24"

"15 and 25"

The girl who prompted this question says, "Wow, this whole summer I felt abnormal. I felt like such a slut."

Four conforts her "No. See now you know: we're all sluts. Doesn't that make you feel better?"

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P.S. I'm sorry if I'm a lot to handle. I never try to make trouble. Sometimes, I might do it unwillingly, but more than likely it's unknowingly. I'm just trying to have fun. So, speaking of trouble, the next time you feel it's all too much,  you can remeber: "The trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more." Author: Erica Jong

P.P.S. Back to the Awful country song...Someone told me something this June, that's stuck: Life is only as complicated as you make it.

Well, I have my own place. I have my own life. I like you in my life. lol, however that is, it seems.  

Guess he was right. Not that complicated...

And if it ever gets bad
I mean really bad
I'll move to Nova Scotia
Forget the life I had
I'll be up at 9 each morning
Down by the shore
Collecting things that fell off boats in storms
Well ok so I might never
But it's nice to know the option's there

This will all make perfect sense someday
I'll be A-Okay
This will all make perfect sense somday
There's got to be a reason for the rain
a reason for the rain (x3)

And it doesn't help
That i keep biting my lip in the same place