I am officially letting all you crazy kids out there know that I have given up on love and relationships and I will go it alone.
I am looking at a mobile home tomorrow and my daughter and I might be moving into it. The park is a lovely one, mostly elderly. I want to write books.
I am going to invite Botoni to come and live with me. He and I will snuggle up on the couch at night and look at naked men together. I'll drink my water and he can drink his wine, while we listen to Billie Holiday. We'll dance the night away to "It's raining men".
In a couple of months I hope to have my tummy tuck, my breasts and face overhauled, then I will wear a sign that says, "You can look but don't touch".
Then when a guy comes up grabbing his crotch and saying, "Hey baby you want a piece of this?" I can say, "Yeah, but so far you don't have a piece of anything I want."
I'll light candles at night and it will be cozy. My daughter and I are close and it would be great to just have it be the two of us.
I am excited about this new phase in my life. I will go from unhappy, sexually frustrated, aging, overweight, breasts hanging, butt dragging housewife to a unhappy, sexually frustrtated, aging, overweight (a little), breasts hanging, butt dragging single white woman of '09, yeah baby!
It will be fresh air in the house, no tobacco smoke and no farts! Well unless they are mine and mine don't stink. It will be quiet and peaceful. I'll have my little Shih-tsu who I adore. I can't think of life being any better than this.



