always a dreamer…

if you know me at all, you know i tend to have really vivid dreams.

they are often really random.

the other night, i dreamt that i was making out with chris brown (sloppy smoocher, by the way).

oddly enough, i’ve never been attracted to him (i’m strictly an usher girl), but we were dancing, i’m a sucker for a great dancer and he went for it…i let it happen.

mid-make out things took a turn for awkward so i pulled away & said ‘let’s make this less weird’

he nodded.

i followed up with ‘are you going to hit me now?’

it’s good to know that even in my dreams i like to make things super uncomfortable.

bye bye baby.

kissing my freedom goodbye.

i interviewed for a job yesterday and today i accepted an offer. i have a tentative start date of early june. which gives me another couple weeks of freedom…and that leads me to my next thought.

when dating someone wouldn’t it be great if right before things got serious, you had a tentative relationship start date?

should the relationship blossom into a forever type situation, there is usually a period of time when you think, ‘i’ll never have a first kiss again’ or ‘i’ll never experience butterflies or school girl giggles again’ or ‘this is the LAST person i will EVER have s-e-x with…’

in my proposed scenario, you’d be allowed a few weeks in which to sow wild oats, sample other flavors, or just spend some time with your friends…and then once that time period was over, you’d be fully committed. and relationship ready! (allegedly)

something to think about. (and no, i’m not serious. not totally anyway.)

or perhaps you should keep yourself quarantined from the dating world unless you’re ready to make a commitment (should the right person come along…)

while you ponder that, i’ll be saying ‘toodles’ to my carefree life and settling back into the land of timecards and commuting.

look out, corporate america ~ bootsy’s back!

he’s using his little head.

i was talking to a friend last night about a girl that’s he’s sorta interested in. we were discussing the potential of a relationship with said girl…

him: a big part of me thinks, no it wouldn’t work out, but there is a little part that thinks, maybe it could?
me: yeah, i think i know what that ‘little’* part is.
him: (laughing) you’re a bitch!
me: i think i’m hilarious.

same friend. different convo about another girl. she’s interested. he’s just not that into her.

him: she gets off work at 6:00pm and calls me at 6:01pm. she leaves her mom’s house at 7:30pm and by 7:31pm my phone is ringing. i just don’t know what to do. she wants to hang out ALL THE TIME.
me: yes, you do. but it’s nice to have someone around who really likes you…when it’s convenient for you.
him: you’re absolutely right. it is nice.
me: cut her off.

*disclaimer: i don’t actually know about the specifics of his anatomy. the word ‘little’ is being used figuratively only. (but he’s got huge hands. and feet)