The Ice Palace

We are so vain that we even care for the opinion of those we don't care for...

Thursday, September 01, 2005

We shall call him...


Ok so I feel really bad talking about totally trivial stuff in my life like boys, road rage, and my job when there are so many people who would swim down Bourbon street to have what I have right now....But I'm gonna cause I think Tisha would rather read about my crazy life, than think about her drama, even if it's for just a minute! (I hope)

So I have been talking to a new guy. We shall call him "Counter Top Guy" since that's what he does. He seems really mature, nice, and laughs at my jokes. I haven't scared him off yet with my stories of my crazy job, being a karaoke princezz, and my weird sense of humor, so maybe I will actually meet this one! We were spose to meet two weeks ago, but I canceled when I got sick. We have been talking about getting together this weekend, and I am excited about it. I am all giddy, thinking about what I will wear etc. Hmmmm...cute and sweet or vampy? I dunno...

CG is back from Salt Lake City, and actually came to see me last night. I gave him his graduation present(for becoming a full fledged train engineer), and we watched a little TV. (OMG---Get your mind out of the gutter! I didn't get freaky with him!!!!) It got late so he left so I could get some sleep. It was really NICE to see him. I hadn't seen him in so long I had forgotten how cute he is! It's too bad CG is "too busy" to actually have an adult relationship...

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6 Comments:

At 7:31 PM , Blogger David said...

We lub joo Icey!

 
At 6:57 AM , Blogger Debi said...

Madman...I dunno what happened to your blog, but if you read this e-mail me! Where did you go?

Iceprincezz@hotmail.com

 
At 8:49 AM , Blogger JustaDiva said...

Im going to call him by his real name muwhahhahah

 
At 12:07 AM , Blogger Lisa said...

nobody knows the trouble I've seen... nobody knows my sorrow. Its that a funny song. When you sing it, is it just me or does it do the ooposite about what it means, and make you feel better. Just a thought. Hey everyone, my mom has a mouse named Chris. He's gross and scary. ( The mouse.) I hate him and want him to leave. We set traps that should break his nasty neck.... CRACK! ... no wait... snap. IO'm so mean.. lol.. not really hope everyone is having a good day see, I'm nice. Wow Mom I can just say lots and lots of stuff and the only thing you can do is delete it. I still typed it though.. HAHAHAHA!

 
At 6:12 AM , Blogger JustaDiva said...

I suggest you pick up that glove she threw down and BEAT her with it heheheheh... then delete it!

hehehheheheh

 
At 11:23 AM , Blogger Van! said...

I luv your boobies!

 

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