Space Cow(girl)

Just put the song on and you'll know how my day went. Just so you know, I'm talking about The Joker, by Steve Miller Band. Sexy, laid back, just makes ya want to dance around in panties and a T-shirt stoned and shake your stuff before your man comes and grabs your shirt and tows you to the bedroom. Awesome.

Oh hell yeah. Don't you have days that just kick ass? I had one today. Work was easy and kinda just good feeling. Good vibes today. Chatting with a couple interesting gentlemen on here...possibilities abound. Summer is around the corner. Good music is in the air. The smell of beef on grills and the feel of a good cold bottle of beer is getting closer and closer. Good stuff is going to happen this summer, I can feel it.

Our puppy (Sophie) is cuter than anything. I took her to Trader Joe's and got hit on by all the guys; at least a half-dozen hotties. It was freaking sweet. No numbers, thank you very much, but I'm not looking for any either. Close call in that arena, but I do love playing hard to get. Just something about knowing that I'm worth chasing. Come and get me boys! Ha ha ha! Just kiddin'.

"People keep talking about me baby, sayin' I'm doin' you wrong. Don't you worry mama, 'cause I'm right here at home. You're the cutest thing I ever did see-ee-ee, I really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree-ee-ee....lovey dovey lovey dovey all the ti-ii-ime, ooh-ee baby, I'll sure show you a good ti-ii-ime"....ya gotta love it. See, it is all about stoned dancing in panties and shakin' your stuff. That's totally what the song's all about. Man I'm good.

Yes, I'm a little cocky, and I'll admit it, but I like a little cockiness in my men too. Confidence with a sense of humor about it, is how I see it. Some people can pull it off when you first meet them, others take time to feel comfortable around you before they can do it. Some people just aren't cocky. Whatever. Its all good. I like confident people. Fuck, I like cocky people...not assholes, but cocky. Confident with a sense of humor about it. Good flirts.

For those of you who aren't confident in yourself, just fucking fake it, and believe yourself, and you'll pull it off. Just try it. That's how you learn to do it. Be cocky around me, and I'll let you know if you're doing a good job. Don't be an asshole about it, but show me you're confident in yourself. I'll appreciate you that much more for it. I detest pansies and pussies. I mean, I like the flowers, and definitely love the fact that I'm a girl, and I have a cat that I adore, but I hate those communicators who don't get to the point. Just fucking say what you mean. Spit it out, even if you think you might offend. Take that risk. Speak up for what you believe in. Call me on things if you don't agree. What's the point of having your opinion if you can't back it up? Prove me wrong! I'd love to see you try. I love a good debate.

Okay, now I'm seriously just rambling. My medication has definitely kicked in, and I'm just typing, typing typing away. Kind of like Dory, who's swimming, swimming, just keep swimming. Oh crap. I'm cutting myself off. Oh but I do love writing, inner conciousness that I'll probably edit into something else in the morning, if I remember that I've written anything at all, that is.