Ha Ha

Ok, not my usual “ha ha” if you know what I mean, and I think you do. This is a “ha, ha, I’m having a beer”.

All my ranting and raving last night made me say to myself, “hey, I can have a fucking beer if I want one”, and so I bought some. Ok, my honey bought some. But he bought some for me and I’m having it.

It doesn’t taste as bad as the last time I tried a beer on this diet. I’m kinda liking it. That and a pack of smokes would be the perfect night for me… no sex involved. See! That’s where we’re different. You’d probably want to get laid in that perfect night too, but not me. I like the simple things. Expensive but simple.

I’m just gonna go out right now and watch the voting on American Idol. Two people are getting the boot tonight and I must find out who. Bon Jovi was the guest last night and so tonight he’ll be performing. I always hated Bon Jovi. As a matter of fact, he’s one of the few people who, if one of his songs comes on the radio, I will always change the station.

I don’t know why. I just can’t stand the sound of his voice – or his songs. Something special about him.

So I’m off. Then I must get my beauty sleep. Boy am I in sad need of that.

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