I discovered that I really don’t care what people think of me.
And…I don’t mean that in a “fuck the world, I’m on drugs” kinda way. Let me tell ya…
My ex once said to my son, Ryno, “If you don’t get good grades you’ll end up working at a Drive-Thru like your dad.”
Yeah, uh-huh…she really did. And it hurt…temporarily.
When I found that out, I wanted to say,
“If you’re not careful son, you’ll end up marrying some bitch with a death wish and the wish is all about you.”
But, my good nature precluded me from saying that...and I digress...
A couple of people said things to me recently that made me happy. First of all, Schmoop said:
“Hey, Mahone? Ya wanna sleep with me tonight?”
She didn’t ask me ‘cause I was in need. For God’s sakes she needs my dick more than I need her hoo-ha, but she asked me because she thought it would be nice…and as you guys know…my back hates that bed.
Ha...like she needs my dick more than I need her thang...Ha..I kill myself. Anyhoo, to my point...
Someone who is a relative new commenter to Bagwine said something yesterday that rocked my world…
My relatively new buddy Mystery Chick said the following:
“I tried to stay up til you posted tonite but was unable to keep my eyes open. Luckily for me I got an ill-timed text that woke me and now I can have my daily fix.”
It was the fact that she implied that she stays up until I post that set me off.
I melted…Now don’t get me wrong…I’ve seen pictures of her cleavage and I dig her cleavage and fishnet stockings, purrrrrr, but that wasn’t it. I was just kinda shocked…in a good way,
I thought Chick, saying that she stayed up for my post, was the coolest thing in the world.
Someone, perhaps, Scott said this week that I’m a lucky guy…
And you know what? I am. I have a job, a woman who loves me (well, at least one), and as Schmoop says, “a place to come home to.”
I felt tonight, and I don't know why, and I know this post is all disjointed and what not, but I've been thinking about MC for a couple of reasons and wanted to say hey. That's all.
Chick is going through some tough times, as are many people. She didn’t realize it, but she made my day, and I feel the need to pay her back.
Not because she expects it, but because I want to.
So Chick..if you see this or not…here’s to ya.
And while I am working 11-9 today…all you folks show someone out there that you care…intentionally or not.