One of my best friends “Rhonnie” lives at the beach. We text all the time.
Rhonnie: So I’m out running errands. Get in Bessie to go home and as soon as I do my brother calls to shoot the shit. So I get out and sit on the curb. We are talking for 10 minutes and all of the sudden I feel little bites on my nute-nute and buttocks. Now keep in mind I went commando today. So I stand up and apparently I was sitting 3” away from an ant hill. HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT. I brush off the ants I can see and get in Bessie to finish our dialogue when all of the sudden I start to see ants coming out my shorts. No joke Sista! I. AM. FREAKING. OUT. Do you think those little fuckers went up my nute-nute? I feel like a thousand of them are in my shorts! 😩😳☹️😡🤢😬🤦🏼♀️🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜
Me: Sweet Baby Jesus! Get home and flush out the nute nute with diet coke…..it can’t be caffeinated or the nute nute becomes aroused for italian sausage 😂
Rhonnie: What?!?! You’re so fucking weird!
Sleep. I desperately need it. Soon maybe I’ll crash. Possibly in my bed or in the car? It’s been four weeks since I’ve had a really good sleep. I average 2 – 3 hours a night. And that’s waking up a few times within that time frame.
Thoughts when I can’t sleep….
Why can’t I buy lemon jelly beans? They should sell individual flavors. Period!
I hate my tits. They’re way too big. Why? Because if I wear a cute V neck top or spaghetti strap tops it looks like I’m showing off. Women and men look at me funny.
Bullies at work suck. I find myself wondering how I can retaliate. This shouldn’t be happening. She’s older than me and has been there forever. I’ve tried to get to know her and have been respectful and kind. Nothing seems to work. I’ve caught her mocking me a few times. The old Lennon would’ve handled it face to face possibly humiliating her. This is different. I am different. I’ve not been there 90 days yet and I really love this job. So, I will have to think about it for a bit.
I need to try to get some sleep. In two hours my alarm will be screaming.