His Highness The Funkiness

YEAHHHHHHHHHH THANK GAWDDDDDDDD ITS FRIIIIDAAAAAYY!!!

Phew, felt good to get that out of my system... it would be better if I can do the electric slide, but folks at work might..oh well let just say... folks at work has tampon up their ass. THERE I SAID IT!!!.......LMAO.... Phew.

Dammit, I still have 2hrs to kill before I could run out of this place like a prisoner escaping from alcatraz. Ok, I gotta pretend to look busy and serious, face frowning, forehead kneading, one side of the eyebrow raised as if I'm facing a discrepancy report.

Hmmm, I'm supposed to go for a drink tonight but right now ... ahhh kinda feeling lazy. Sigh, maybe I'm just tired of the club scene.. maybe I'm done. I just want to sit at home and take up crochet and have a kitten name Ms Daisy or maybe I just call it pussy (Gaspeth).

The weather is killing me. It's freaking hot, humid, sizzling. Each time I step out of the house to work, I feel like crispy bacon. I had to borrow mom's foldable fan, cuz I just can't take the freaking hit and you know it so not pretty when a lady starts to perspire.. yes a lady perspire, while men sweat like a hog..... hee hee. I be fanning myself like the lady in the old movie, while waiting for my trishaw, in this instance my bus, oblivious to my surrounding.

I was about to doze off in my bus ride this morning, when come along this... mm.. sigh.. Mr Funky Who Thinks He Got A Big Schlong, seated next to me. Now mind you, I don't really care, as your funkiness ain't that bad, as I can still breathe without having to consort to Lamaze breathing. But stop rubbing your damn arms next to me like we stuck on glue!!

When I move it away, get a hint you bastard. But nooooo... he had to invade *my space* spread his arm a lil bit as if he has a big chest. As I was seated by the window seat, I pretty much stuck and can't move. Next he did his *macho slouch* and spread his leg, like he has a big d*ck and his ball need breathing due to the humid weather. Boy I was annoyed big time!! Kept giving him the eye but he thinks I was fancying him... oh lawdy lawdy!!

So there I was squeezed in to the side, face almost kissing the damn window pane like special ed riding the yellow bus. When I was about to find some peace, he has to blast his mp3, loud enough that I could hear every dam beat. WTH is he f*cking deaf?!!!

I started praying hoping there be less traffic and a short bus ride, for I just had to get away from His Highness The Funkiness!!

Sigh.. I think I'm just being a bee-yatch cuz Aunt Flow is schedule for a visit...sigh..

Now... hmmm.. should I go for that drink and has to listen to Ms Astro babbling about the moon aligning with the stars and how she found enlightenment... sigh.. oh lawd.. decision, decision...


Update:
Hmm... end up not meeting Ms Astro as she was still nursing a hangover from Thursday night session. I was too tired anyway and was glad to get out of it.