I'm A Movement By Myself...

But I'm a force when were together. -Fabolous

Guten Morgen(Good Morning in German) fam...How the hell are you...Me, well I'm sleepless in Laramie...Why, more on this later...How was your weekend, mine, awesome until this morning...

Friday June 27, 2008: Started out as usual, but I was floating on cloud nine, for this would be the day in which we celebrate our love(Not that we don't any other day)... Went to work as usual, left early to change into the after-hour attire.... Make it home only to be greeted by the mans in a onesee *addressing the puzzled looks (a onesee is this two in one pajama set that is usually worn by toddlers)* and one of those Dave Crockett raccoon hats...I shit you not... "Baby please stop playing, let me inside, I've got to get ready"..."Nope"...By this time I realized what was going on..."Okay just give me my clothes and I will go over to Sierra's place to get ready"...He hands me this big ass box, nothing looked familiar, but no complaints from me..."I will pick you up in two hours"...Is what he said as I left the place...*mumbling* "looking like a gigantic toddler"..."What TF I thought I wouldn't see you until sometime next month"..."Hahaha, nah just three days, I need to borrow your restroom for a bit. I'm not allowed into my house for the present moment." "What!!!" "No, its nothing like what you're thinking, I guess F has something planned out and doesn't want me to see right now."..........After a few drinks and almost a couple hours later, I hear that knock on the door, let the excitement begin...

We drove to Cheyenne, touched down at Red Lobster... I gave him the are you serious look(Not that I'm too boojie for Red Lobster, but he knows that I hate that fucking place, the bitches gave me food poisoning and I refuse to eat there again)... He proceeded to get out of the car but paused and burst out into laughter..."Had you shook there for a minute huh babe"..."You really think that me almost dying is funny"..."Yep"..."Asshole" It was all in good fun...

Left Cheyenne, touched down at our place once again...I've got this what the fuck is going on look... "Baby I've got a confession, I really didn't have anything planned for this weekend. I thought that if we drove around for a bit than something would come to me."... "Why didn't you say that shit in the first place, I could have been out doing something other than riding around in a mothafucking car all damn night."..."I'm sorry"... By this time I'm storming to the front door... "Baby hold up, are you mad?"...In a very sarcastic tone..."No not at all honey, lets just get inside so I can lay down. I'm very tired"... Opens the door to what I'm my mind looked nothing like the place in which we called home...This humongous smile comes across my face... "Sorry babe, the chef needed a couple more hours to prepare, so the only genius idea that I could come up with at the time was to drive around."..."Is that so."

I bet you're thinking I had some ostrich feet or some shit like that to eat...Nope, a cheeseburger...I deal with that shit for a living, and sometimes a girl just wants some normalcy...Finished up our dinner, said our thank-yous and goodbyes to Mr. Douglas Benson(the chef)...Took the party to the bedroom... There was a single black sheet on the bed, and atop was red rose petals... The red on black contrast was beautiful... "Why don't we relax a bit"...By this time I've had a couple bottles of wine, so I was already relaxed... "Whatever you say babe"... I look over into the tub and the water was BLACK with the red rose petals... "Fuck you whyte boy, I ain't getting into that shyt, fucking water is blacker than me."..."*laughing* Don't worry its just bath salts"..."Yeah okay but if my azz comes out a half a shade darker than sexy chocolate, were gonna fight. I ain't bullshitting biggums"... Laughed and talked for what seemed like hours... I fell asleep in LOVES arms that night...

Saturday June 28, 2008: Woke up with a damn headache, cooked breakfast for, and ate with F. Went back to bed, stayed in bed until like 4 p.m., we finally got up off our asses... F gets this bright idea to go pet shopping, and that we did... It was love at first sight...She(we named her Boston, she's a pit-bull/terrier mix) was so beautiful...Got her home, and whats the first thing this BITCH does, shits on our mothafucking carpet...But I am a forgiving person...A couple hours rolls by, we decide to go to bed...Gots to go say our Amens the next day...Boston has a completely different idea in mind...Crying & Whining all night must be whats hot this summer...

Didn't go to church Sunday...Lets just say I didn't have the strength...Currently I'm nursing these bags under my eyes... Boston is passed out in the living room... Along with F... I just want to go to sleep...But I can't seeing how today is Monday, and you know what that means, WORK... I've already said my little keep me near the cross prayer, cause I can just feel myself slipping into that ruthless bitch mood... And we all know what that means, the employees will suffer... Well thats its world... I'LL HOLLA!!!

What It Is Yo...A Whats Up...

What up fam, its ya gurl T-to-the-mothafuckin-Bone coming at ya live from bytch headquarters...HAHAHA, nah, I'm just sitting here at the computer finishing off a glass of Vodka & Cranberry that I was too tired to do before... Its Friday and y'all know what that means, time to do sumthin strange for a lil piece of change(of course if you're into that)... I'm not really gonna get into a whole lot of mischief this weekend(shocking I know) just gonna put on the lil black dress that highlights the ass, shake said ass & make some love... Thats right, nothing too dramatic this weekend... Just me and my baby celebrating the day in which we became official, I wish I could tell y'all exactly what we are gonna do, but alls I know is what I mentioned before...The Mans has everything planned out...I promise to let ya know what occurred sometime next week...Well thats it World, but before I leave I just want to give a special shout out to Jhazzai, Diva, & Jaila for all their well wishes... I'LL HOLLA!!!
Oh and for those who gotta get someone home tonight...Get yo freak on...Just don't hurt em :side eyein Jhazzai:

Georgy Porgy...Puddin Pie...

Kissed the girls and made them cry...-Toto(sprinkled with a little bit of Cheryl Lynn)

Break out the champagne glassed(literally)...I'm BAAACCCKKK!!!!...My back, well its stress related...A bunch of bull if you ask me, but I guess thats why they are paid the big bucks...I've decided to try something a little different today...So bear with me please...Today I'm NOT going to discuss SEX...Everyone knows that I am a freak, blah blah blah...I'm taking a day off...I'm NOT discussing MONEY...I'm paid, end of story...I'm NOT discussing DRUGS(don't ever recall speaking on it)...I may joke about it, but not even Aspirin touches this tongue...I'm NOT discussing Rock-N-Roll...

Lets talk about LOVE, REAL LOVE, the kind of LOVE that is shared between two MORTAL souls entangled in the abyss of it...The kind of LOVE that ranks high...Personally my list is as follows: GOD, Family, F. Wright...Being third is not always a bad thing...The kind of LOVE that erases all your mistakes...Gives you a fresh start, a sense of newness...Though considered cynical, pessimistic, self-centered, heartless, agitated,...LOVE still LOVED...Though other ties were held...LOVE was/is patient...Though not perfect(close to it)...LOVE is...

The kind of LOVE that replaces the once well planned out future...The house by the age of 25(a condo at 21, *smiles*), a fast-paced career, no kids until 25, no debt...The revised list: F. Wright(all I need to get by babe)...The kind of LOVE that TRUST, FAITH, or SECURITY is no issue to...The kind of LOVE that gives a heart the motivation it needs to beat...The feeling of loneliness, even though LOVE is only in the other room...The feeling of exhilaration in LOVES arms...The feeling of warmth when LOVE whispers a simple good morning in the ear...

The kind of LOVE that has the medulla oblongata in an uproar... The kind of LOVE that will in no doubt provoke strange occurrences... The kind of LOVE to stimulate outbursts of laughter at FEAR... The kind of LOVE to sacrifice all for... The kind of LOVE that I will gladly sell my entire Marvin Gaye collection for(Now that's some strong love, I think I made a mistake above. The list should go as follows: GOD, Family, Marvin Gaye, F. Wright :-), just kidding)...You still here?...Just threw Marvin in there to make sure...Lets get back to it... The kind of LOVE that makes you weak...Surely SWV didn't do it justice...The kind of LOVE that is ONLY YOU...

Well here it is baby...I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoyed typing it... Happy Anniversary, did I ever think that we would be here, fa sho daddy... The ups, the very few downs, the pain, the pleasure, the midnight donut runs, the losing on purpose in Monopoly, the respect of my OCD, the big ass bucket of Dubble Bubble, the sharing of your PJ's cause the thousands of sets that I have just aren't good enough, is just a few reasons WHY I LOVE you...Your smile, smell, touch, lips, tongue,(okay I'm gonna stop at tongue, I feel myself drifting slowly towards something sexual) is just a little logic as to WHAT it is that I LOVE about you...Everyday, Nonstop, is WHEN I LOVE you...I'm not going to say forever cause its just not long enough, but UNTIL, UNTIL, UNTIL is HOW I LOVE YOU... P.S., Fam I know you were reading this like WTF is she talking about, well today my baby and I are celebrating our anniversary(I am not gonna say how long, I need at least some secrecy) and I decided to type a little of my feelings on/about him... Don't worry regularly scheduled fuckery resumes tomorrow...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

This Is Some Bullshit

So Fam, how are ya? Oh me, I'm in excruciating pain...My back has been troubling me for like three days now, but it really didn't bother me until today when I bent down to pick something up at work and intensified whatever the hell the problem is...I thought someone shot my ass...Thats how serious it is...Don't worry, I'm going to the DOC first thing in the morning...Theres only so much alcohol and back rubs can do... I quickly sober up, the mans falls asleep, and I'm left with this horrible back pain...I don't know fam, maybe I pulled a muscle or something(which is what I'm hoping) or pinched a nerve...Time shall tell...Well goodnight world...I'm in too much pain to be the usual T tonight...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Trouble In Paradise...

So I know that you want to know how the fabulousness that is T's weekend went...Don't worry I won't make you wait any longer...Friday night was the Pleasure Party...The host(not SM, we just used her place) was kinda lame, so I grew bored with it quickly...Bounced the spot, took my black ass home and passed out...Saturday morning, we filled up the tanks and hit the road...Maybe like an hour & half later we made it to our destination, Denver... Had a quick breakfast...Let the shopping begin, matter of fact I was hit on(at least I think so, SM was like "She's just complimenting your jeans", yeah right...Of course I think that everyone is hitting on me, and the chick was looking quite nice, yep she could get it) in a boutique... We grew a little hungry from the shopping and by now it was around six, so it was time for dinner...Lets see, we dined at Restaurant Kevin Taylor...Nothing exciting happened, just a bunch of drunks sitting around talking about SEX, MONEY, and MEN, you know the usual...Finished up, put on our naughty girl smiles, along with the freak-um dresses and touched down at ENVYNUDE...OMG, I love this place, free drinks and so much more...Got relaxed and then the texting began...I sent the mans a text stating my status, a few minutes later I received one, so I'm like cool its just him...I was wrong...One of my exes(I say one because I was texting two of them last night) sends me this text asking me if I miss him...So I replied back with the "Nah, but I do miss those juicy pussy lips of yours", this little war went on for like 20 minutes...Moving right along shall we...Apparently, this motivated me to send a friendly "whats up to the second ex" which quickly turned into text sex...Which is shocking because I thought the man hated my ass, that or he was horny...I woke up this morning, checked the Curve to see if there was any missed calls/text and immediately the words OMG came out of my mouth...The Mans walks in, he was already up getting ready, and I told him what happened...And pissed he became, but not really pissed at the word texts(cause he knows that I'm not going anywhere), more so the picture...Yes, I sent a pic of the lady miss to the second ex and vice versa...In my defense I stated "Its not like he hasn't seen it before", bad idea...So now I'm in the dog house...Its actually not that bad in here, I've gotten some hugs and kisses, even a foot massage...But I can tell by his eyes that he's still a little salty about the situation...So imma just do what I do best, wrap my lips around that 8 inch dick of his and make it disappear...Magic I tell you...Well thats it world...I'LL HOLLA

R U STILL DOWN...

Jon B. ft. Tupac - Are You Still Down


Yes, Yes, Yes...Two of my first loves in the same video...I would cause flames on Jon's dick from riding that azz... And Pac, I miss you...

Well world ya gurl is going to be very naughty this weekend...Not that I'm not at any given moment...Things will be different this weekend...I'm calling it naughty girl weekend, and no I'm not doing the man all weekend, though he will feel the side effects of my adventures...So tonight a VERY good friend of mine, I'm not gonna say who, but I will say that she Loves golf, is having a pleasure party...Don't give me that look, ya'll know what a pleasure party is...Let the fun begin, its about time, I need a new pair of handcuffs... Tomorrow will be filled with my second past-time(the first being...well you already know) SHOPPING...I'm getting moist at the thought...Have dinner of course, at this exclusive spot...I'm feeling a little boojie...Buy a couple bottles of ACE, and hit up our favorite strip joint...Anyplace that has Hunky men, with dicks to match is my second home...And of course Church on Sunday...Have a Fantabulous Weekend Fam...I Know I Will...

Ooh Wee...

So I almost told Mr. Right Fuck You today...I saw the most chocolaty, buns of steel, sexy Derek Luke lips having man today at the gym...Talk about FIONE!!!...Yep, I was goin call that azz up and say "Looky here man that I want to have babies for, youse got that loving that gets some act right, but umm this man right here son...I loves yo ass and all, but this isn't gonna work out." I Loves Chocolaty Men...So much so that I'm often pleasuring myself to thoughts of Tyrese letting me call him daddy...Crazy right, considering the fact that the mans is far from chocolate...But for him an exception was made(I saw that dack of his and said JACKPOT)...I won't lie, I've fucked outside of race, but when it came to actually hanging up the hooker badge for a while...Straight up black...Why? I don't know, but all that has changed...

Did I ever tell ya'll how/where I met the mans, no...Well lets get to it damnit... I bet you're thinking I meet him at work, or a bar, church even, Nope... I was car shopping, looking for something sexy, like the new Jag, but ended up with a gas station rapist...I know absolutely nothing about cars, so I went up to this guy which I thought was a Salesman(mofo was dressed like one) to ask about the truck in question...He smiled and began telling me all the technical details...I wasn't really listening, too busy staring this mofo down looking like he wanted me to rape that azz right then and there...I'll do it, don't try me...Seriously though, aside from Jon. B, he was one of the sexiest WB's I've ever seen...Blah Blah Blah, more of the technical nonsense...Enough was enough... I just told him to tell me the damn price so I could get the fuck out of there...In those exact same words...Just change the there to here...He laughed and confessed that he wasn't actually a salesman...But to make up for the fact that he just wasted my time, offered to take me lunch... We had lunch, to bad I wasn't able to sit on the platter so he can dine on me, but good things come to those who wait...

Thats how I met my big ol teddy bear...And thats another thing about me, I LOVES BIG MEN...I'm not talking big as in having a beer belly that resembles pregnancy... I mean BIG, throw me against the wall, on the bed, on top of the refrigerator and take that shyt, man boobie having mofos...Skinny men just don't do it for me, I just don't get that thigh workout(sexin missionary style) that I'm so used to with a skinny man...How do you think I'm so flexible, YOGA? Well thats it for the night world...I just ordered some Hunan Pork, so I think its best if I go pick that shyt up...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Cotton Candy Sweet As Gold...

Let me see that tootsie roll...that tootsie roll...that tootsie...LMMAO, OMG my sister sent me a text this morning of this fat guy dancing to that damn song...Can you imagine waking up to that, hilarious...

Listen up fam, you know I've got to do at least one Serious post a week, so here it is... This is called "Insatiable" by my fave Poet...Only those who actually ready my shit will know who SHE is... Oh and its dedicated to me...*blushes* Keep in mind that I have no idea how to type this out...So I'm going to do what I normally do...

Candid Kisses to the small of my back...We Lie...Wonder if this affair is really on track...Both seemingly happy at home...But the pleasures needed and desired makes US cum so wrong...You're everything I want...Not need...HE, is the source of my Love and Stability...Wanna be sure you feel the same about HER...The harder the thrusts, the more you profess your love...For I, but baby I've got a guy...I've got a problem...I've made amends with that...What's your excuse..."SHE don't make you feel intact"...Knowing that HE will watch THIS in disgust...The thoughts become nastier and...The More...Time Flies...I rewind life to the innocence...Ponder...What has become of this God Fearing southern girl...who...lost her purity out of force...Ask myself...The lies, the betrayal, the greed...The undying obsession to have HIM in-b-tween...Sho it ain't right...Could never bring myself to cancel the flight...


Now I don't know if I should feel honored or call that broad and cuss her azz out...Calling me out and shyt... I was freak-freak back in the day, now its McFreaky Freak, get that shyt right...Oh and I've got some poetry shit too, listen up

"Tell Me How Long Is It Boo...Seven Inches, Yep That'll Do!" Missy cracks my azz up...Well thats it world...Imma leave ya with a little "Gin & Juice"...I'LL HOLLA!!!

I'm Stylin On You Bitches...

Even in PJ's and Pink Slippers...So I was looking for a new photo for my header, and the hundreds of photos that I was looking through just wasn't cutting it...I mean the pics that I was viewing is of the T that everyone is used to seeing on a daily basis...Now what about if I post some pics that only a select few see from time to time...Get ready, cause here I come...

Hahahaha...I am a true Alcoholic!!!

This was when I first got this remote, so I was trying to figure out how to work it...

Still Trying...

I just gave up on the sonofabitch...Ya'll peepin the pink slippers, them hoes are Fiyah!

Before I had the decency to cover up that jungle I call hair...

But I think Imma have to go with this one, the name of my blog IS, IS THIS WHAT YOU REALLY WANT... I think it'll fit the decor...Would you look them legs...Now whats cooler than me sittin on the floor in front of my bar eating cereal...Nothing I tell you...

Sorry Fam...Changed The Pic...My Mommy Didn't Like The First One :(

What Chu Like

So I was at work watching videos on YouTube and made the mistake of clicking on this video to watch, cause I would sell my ovaries to get a whiff of Tyrese's dick...



"And I Must Say Deary, The Panties Were Drenched"...Told the employees there was an emergency(I don't know if throbbing in the area that holds my sweet black nectar is a emergency to them, but hell it is to me.)and that I had to leave...Called the Mans, on my way home and explained my situation in vivid details...Told me to give him about an hour, and he'd be home...Current Time, lets see 11:30 on tha mothafucking dot...I've become extremely impatient, I got about 15 more mins to wait...So fam while you're reading this and watching the video, just know that I am in a better place...A place filled with joy and undeniable pleasure...A place where I can be free from the treachery that is horniness and so on and so on...

Seconds Of Pleasure...

Life's Little Treasures. -Van Hunt

Okay peoples, here's a little bit more about the Author of this multifaceted Blog...I have 4 sisters...No brothers...Just four very successful sisters...Lets start from the top...

E.H.,29...Profession: Wife, Mother of Two, and Lawyer by day...By night: same as with the day
M.H.,26...Profession: LPN by day...My favorite Poet by night
Moi.,21...Profession: The Boss Bitch by day...Famous Dick Rider by night... A la McFreaky Freak
C.H.,18...Profession: Ganja Smoker by day(this chick smokes more weed in a day than I have in my entire life)...By night: same as with the day(but she has a job doing something, at least I think so, all of her bills are paid on time, so thats got to count for something.)
Q.H.,11...Profession: Con-Artist, Heart Warmer, Smile Provoker, by day...By night: same as with the day...

Now I bet you're wondering what TF all of this info has to do with Seconds Of Pleasure right...It's fairly simple...Everytime I think about at least one of these broads, I'm reminded of our past, and each of our decisions that molded our present...But this is really not what I wanted to blog about today...Part of it...But not the basis...Let's discuss whats really going on shall we...

So, my baby sis called me at 6:38 this morning and this is how I remember the conversation going...
Moi- Yes Mother(Thinking it was her ass when I looked at the phone)
L.S.- Hi Sissy, are you asleep
Moi- Hey baby, I was, but now I'm talking to you. What's up with ya
L.S.- Nothing much, I was just sitting here wondering how much better my life would be if I had a bigger TV, preferably a Plasma, that way I can hang it on the wall, and watching the discovery channel in High-Def will be a plus also.
Moi- *LMAO* So you want a bigger TV babe, preferably a Plasma.
L.S.- Thats right
Moi- So did you ask the parents permission(She had me sold at watching the discovery channel in High-Def)
L.S.- Mommy told me to ask my big sissy's to buy one for me, and since you're my favorite, I just thought to ask you. Now if you say no, I've got 3 others to plead my cause to, so don't make me waste my time.
Moi-(By this time I am doubling over in laughter) Yes baby, I will buy you a new TV...What size Hon?
L.S.- 36 inches will be enough
Moi- You got it, now I'm gonna go get some tissue, I'm over here crying laughing at your little ass. Tell the parents I said whats up, and after work today, me and F are gonna go shopping for that new TV okay. Love ya, talk to you soon.

See, I told ya'll she was a con-artist...And knows that she has all of her big sisters wrapped around her little fingers...I remember like yesterday when Mom came from the hospital getting treated for what we thought was a stomach virus, but no...Her exact words were "I'm two weeks pregnant"...Now we are all sitting there with this dumbfounded look on our faces, except C.H. she was only six at the time...Nobody wanted to say what we were all thinking, "how is this possible, didn't you get your tubes tied after C.H."...But finally out of the awkward silence, "Sucks to be you" E.H. stated...Everyone just burst out into laughter, and began showing Mom the genuine love and affection that she so was used to. Now eleven years later that baby whom we all used to teach bad language to is now a SPOILED ROTTEN BRAT...A very intelligent one at that...She could sell ice to a snowman if she wanted to...Just thought I would share my most recent Seconds Of Pleasure with ya'll...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Black Magic Woman...

So today was my first day back to the JOB in like a week...I was like we busted our asses to meet budget this quarter, so I'm taking a few days off...More like 5, but thats not the point...I went in real early this morning, eight-ish...Them mofos were looking at me like they saw a damn ghost...I never, I repeat never go into work early unless A)At least 6 of them are getting their farewells, or B)13 of them are getting canned...So they pretty much were shaking in their boots...Walked in, and the ass-kissing began..."Oh you look very ravishing today T"...Yes, I was...To say that I was drunk the majority of the past 5 days, I was looking very exceptional today..This was the outfit that I chose to bless the world with today...From my favorite naughty girl store, Vicky's...Was wearing the shit out of it...My boobies are so much bigger than hers so just imagine the wicked amount of cleavage that I was showing...

The place looked outstanding... Everything was clean...I mean everything...From the windows, to my office...No receipts, invoices, candy wrappers, condoms, lying around...I was amazed, but so, so proud of my AGM's...Everythang was Everythang...For lunch I called Bitch Headquarters(which is basically me and the girls on this conference call), to see if there were any plans...Yes, as usual...We went to this spot called Dick's... Some of you may be familiar with it, but for those who aren't its basically this restaurant that lives up to its name DICKS...No not penis, people are actually complete assholes to you, and I loves every minute of that shit...Had lunch...Decided to go home and watch a few soaps...And low and behold, what's the first thing I see when I place my keys on the stand in the bedroom...A fucking Spider...I am terrified of anything that crawls, jumps, bites, slides, squirms, fly, sucks...Just terrified...Jump onto the bed trying to come up with a brilliant idea on how to kill this mothafucka, without me having a heart-attack in the process...See this is why we shouldn't have slept with that damn door open...I got it...Death by COACH, so dignified...Another one bites the dust... Well thats it world, nothing to spectacular about today, except my ass, and the divine sexiness that is my body... I'm gonna leave you with The Cereal Mascots In Therapy, Enjoy...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Fire & Desire...

Is the song that I was awakened too, that and of course the Flashing Lights...Lets see what ya gurl T looked like after the after after party... Didn't stay long...Had to be fresh for the activities in the morning...

Wow...At least this time I'm not on the living room floor, passed out in the jacuzzi tub, on the balcony, deck or any other strange place that I always seem to love...

Yep...I was out

Can't Tell Me Noffin'

Ha!!! I Caught Yo Azz This Time Mr. Wright, Now You Must Pay...

Cause I got this fire...So umm do you mind if I...




Well Goodnight World...I've got to go umm bake some cookies...So Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

P.S. To Mr. Kelly, Fuck You Dear Sir, With A Dick Laced With Straight Edged Razors In Tha Ass. Why Did Your Kiddie Pissin On Ass Have To Be On Such A Great Song...Fuck You!!!

Round Two Tonight

So I had every intention of getting plastered last night, but didn't know that it would only take three screwdrivers to knock me on my ass, but more on this later.

Pretty awesome day yesterday, I woke up with that certain glow that you can only get from a nice dick-down...Dirty, nasty, spine-realigning, limping the next day, but it was so worth it dick-down...Called the girl SM, got the plans for the day(Speaking of SM, this chicks birthday is tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure that I'm gonna feel SOME guilt in church, knowing that as soon as Passta says "Let the church say amen" for the third and final time, all that will be left of us is a memory...headed straight to Denver for a day of total fuckery...

For the afternoon, we decided to play a couple rounds of Golf...This chick was on some ol Tiger Woods shit...Beat my ass like it was no tomorrow...That's cool though, cause I am the Racquetball Queen in the gym... Enough with Golfing, it was like 110 degrees on the green...We called it quits...Went home, took a shower, and met up with the rest of the gang at this spot...

Oasis, more like a HO-asis if you ask me, there were at least 50 minors in that bitch. Neither one of us wanted to do a nickel in the pen, so we bounced...Took the party to another spot called Mingles...Very Mature crowd, so we stayed... Got up to the bar, ordered myself and the girls a drank...I ordered a screwdriver, which was more screw then driver...I was feeling a little loose after the first...

The girls CG & MA were playing a game of pool...SM was over in the corner flirting with the bartender...I was smoking/texting the mans wondering why I'm feeling so tipsy after only two drinks...Mind you I'm a certified card-carrying alcoholic, and I'm like WTF, this mofo done stuck one of them date rape pills in my shit, gotta watch his ass...About an hour rolls by, I'm polishing off my third and final drank...I was to that point where EVERYBODY starts to look good, and extremely horny, no way I was gonna waste my lace undies on some stranger...So I called it quits on the drankin...Don't need to wake up in some random guys bed the next day with nothing on but skin and smelling like Stetson, no thanks...Called the mans to come pick us up, no one was in driving condition...Pulled SM off the bartender...CG & MA were now dancing on the pool table...So I yanked them up...Got to the house...watched videos for a bit...Told the ladies goodnight...WTF they did once I went to sleep, I have no clue...I was to busy trying to break in the new sheets...

Yep, that pretty much sums up the day...I didn't wake up with a hangover for once...And round two is jumping off tonight...I promise to share the details...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Side-Note: Tomorrow is Father's Day this we all know...Here's just a little about the man in which I call my Father... My sperm-donor left before I was born, so I know absolutely nothing about this jackass...But the Man who has raised me since the tender age of two is the light of my life, my hero, my ace-k-boom...Did he have to take me in as his own, no...But felt the need to anyway...Mom was/is the dictator, he's the let's go fishing to get away from this crazy woman type of man...Pretty cool guy...It hurts like hell now that his health is failing him...He recently had a stroke...But knowing him, this is nothing...He will be there to see all of his grandkids births, my baby sis graduate from high school, the many, many weddings that all FIVE of his little girls will have(ones enough for me) and etc...I keep telling myself this, and praying to God that this is so...My life without him is meaningless...So hang in there old man, alot of folks are depending on you...And with my all in all, I LOVE YOU!!!