The Dark Side

...Or rather, the Bright and Tight with Pastels Side. I did a self-analysis on myself and I for real have some gay tendencies. Here's the list.

1.) When I workout, I like for my clothes (and accessories) to match.

2.) I pull my dreds out of my face with my fingers, not my hands.

3.) I have a tendency to say "eww" when something grosses me out

4.) I know suit, hat, and mens clothing etiquitte.

5.) I have more female friends than male friends.

6.) I know how pick out a pair of shoes. Male or female. Proof: my wife hasn't bought her own shoes in about 8 years.

Oh man. Seems as if I have blogger's block. I can't get my head str8 to blog. I would write an entry about the happy hour I went to on Friday, but I was too blasted to remember what I was laughing at.

I started my workout regime Thursday. I've been running everyday in the morning. Tomorrow I shall be lifting them good weights so I can be the beefcake special. I'm planning on going out of town this weekend to do absolutely nothing. No wife, no kid, no cell phone. Just me and a trife ass book and maybe some cable tv. I really look forward to it, but I don't know where to go. I'm look for some place that's a nice short plane because I ain't doing the sitting on the highway thang. Fuck that. Ain't like I'm going any place too too impressive. **sigh** I don't know.

I think I hear the Lounge calling me. I need to call WhatAboutMe and see when she can hang out with me.

Damn, this post sucks. I'm going to try this again when I got something interesting for y'all.

I'm out.