I don't feel like dancing

Hey all!

First of all, let me just say that I had the best day. today.

Yes, this is me speaking.

I can be positive....don't judge


Anywhooo....I had the best day today.

Because God, the big man upstairs decided to take pity o my poor cold soul and turn up the heat down here.

Thank you, and keep it up.

Sincerely, Katie Lemons.

Yes.

Yes, I just wrote God a letter in my blog.

get over it.




Speaking of getting over things....

I had a very unusual situation happen to me this week.

I met acute boy at a party.

No, that's not the unusual part!

Well, me being me, I completely forgot his name and to get his telephone number.

So I did what any teenager/adult-ish lady in my shoes does....

I facebooked.

Well I facebooked my friend to find out who he was, because lets face it I'm not that technologically savvy.

So as I waited with a bated breath for her response on the cute guy, I got this confusing response...

She did in fact know him.....and "they're talking"


but

I can facebook him.....if I want to.


I've never seen such a flagrant display of territorially marking since....I don't know the last time I tuned in for a little Discovery channel and I watched a black widow spindle her prey.

I mean that's exactly what she did.
She marked her territory.

And she did it so exquisitely, that if I do facebook him I will be in violation of girl code.

Because she had expressed her feelings, and I ignored them all to facebook a cute guy I had one conversation with.

Let me fill you in on some back story for this girl. She is a HUGE flirt. I mean she'll flirt with inanimate objects, girls, guys....it dont matter.

And that night was no different. I could visually see and count at least seven guys that she was "talking" to.

Cute guy?
Not so much.

So whats my game plan??


I'm gonna play it smart, alpha female style.

and stake it out.
gather information.

then I'll make my move.


This should be fun.


Currently listening to the Scissor Sister's, " I don't feel like dancing"