Okay, so my attention was just caught by an article on Yahoo that read "How asexual species survive" wow good question, this is gonna be interesting! So I clicked on the article and proceeded to read. Ok.....I got to about the 3rd paragraph and I have no fucking clue what they're talking about!! I feel like I'm reading a foreign language. So if someone wants to read about these asexual lizards, feel free to fill me in with "Courtney language" thanks, I'd appreciate it. (here's the link: http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2010/02/secrets-of-asexuality?npu=1&mbid=yhp )
So the other night I had quite an interesting dream. Let me share. I was dating Snoop Dogg (but he looked like Lamar Odom, you know, Mr. Khloe Kardashian) and he drove a Bentley that was bullet proof because, naturally, he was a well known drug dealer. He scared the shit out of me so why I was dating him, idk...but I did feel safe when I rode in his car. Ha. I blame this dream entirely on a dinner conversation with Crystle and Lacey on whether or not we've ever hooked up with a black guy. Needless to say, I have not. So this leads into my Saturday night! Had dinner with these two girls and I couldn't tell you the last time this happened so it was a nice reunion. Then we met up with some old friends that I haven't seen since the shit hit the fan with my sister. It was just like old times, so great. So we went to Speak Easy for drinks, which is never a let down. Ran into some people I haven't seen in awhile, which only makes me think, shit I need to get out more. But as much fun as I had, it was NOT my night and when I say that I mean I didn't get hit on once! NOT ONCE!!! WTF?!?! Whatever. Drank entirely too much and was beyond hungover the following day. Beyond.
Oh, ok, has anyone seen that Playtex commercial (I think its Playtex, that's the bras right? or is that tampons??) you know, the bra commercial. Anyway, they're advertising a bra in a box.... a BOX! and how convenient it is because you can see through it to make sure you have the right color. Okay.....I've heard of "dick in a box" and that's funny, but bra in a box or wine in a box, not funny. Some things just aren't meant to be in a box!
Onto another random thought in my head. I went to the movies and saw Valentine's Day (it was cute, but def not Oscar worthy) and I couldn't help but think (and get completely freaked out about) sitting in seats that have been sat in by other random quite possibly crusty people and the fear of getting head lice. That's it, I'm getting Netflix. Not to mention, when people clap and cheer at movie scenes it makes me very uncomfortable and awkward. Why? No clue. So from now on I'm watching movies in the comfort of my own home and if anyone watching with me cheers or claps, I'm kicking them out of my house. You have been warned :)
I would love to keep writing, but I gotta go freshen up because I'm having dinner with my Pops tonight. We all know I'm all about a free meal! So until next time.... nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. (thats what meesha said as she walked across my keyboad) Kisses!
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