I drove up to Michigan this evening. 275 miles is a boring-ass trip. I finished up a Jackie Collins audiobook I started oh, two months ago, and then listened to music the rest of the way. Met my brother’s girlfriend tonight. I PPH her. She, my brother and I are going to the big-ass renaissance festival tomorrow; last year he and I went with his then-girlfriend who was scared of pirates and it was coincidentally pirate day. LOL Now THAT was a good time!
Limo Guy is getting on my nerves. Okay, it’s partially my fault, because I haven’t been totally discouraging him. Miss Monique doesn’t want to burn any bridges, ya know? Last night he sent me a text graphically detailing what he would like to do to me (in the back of the limo bus? I don’t know); I ignored it and then this morning replied with text stating I had a migraine last night. Heh. Today he e-mailed me through the site we first connected on — apparently dissatisfied with his efforts via txt and regular e-mail — and addressed it to “Ms. Sexy Lady.” I’m starting to think he’s not used to being brushed off or he’s mentally deficient. Jury’s still out.
Y’all know what tomorrow night is, right? UFC NIGHT! WOOOOOOO! Hopefully I will learn from past mistakes and not mix Coors Light and tequila again. Blech. Chuck Liddell is fighting too. WOOOOOOO!
∗ Posted by Monique on 09.21.2007
∗ Annoyances, Family










Chuck sucks. I picked every winner Saturday night until that loser stepped out… wtf?? I was going to pick the other guy, but noooooooo, Chuck is so wonderful he’s going to kick ass… um, yeah. His own. Jerk. thanks to him I was 4-1. Fortunately the husband was 1-4!
Comment by Tracy - September 24, 2007 12:06 pm
I can’t remember the last time I watched a big match and the favorite won. Bah. WTG on beating the hubby!
Comment by Monique - September 24, 2007 4:57 pm