You never know who is in the club unless someone who is already in the club asks you a secret coded question. If someone in the club asks you, “Are you a Turtle?” you have to give them the right coded answer of they automatically know that you are not in the club.

I learned how to fuck with them about that, tho. Even though I’m not in the club, I know the secret answer because I remember hearing my parents talk about it and laughing their asses off when people unwittingly didn’t answer right.

So tonight is going to be the shit and I am going to get plastered. She made the plans to have it at her boyfriends house, because he has a pool and the weather has been so nice that a pool party is just what we need. She also knows that I love to swim and have been chafing at the bit to go swimming already. I am glad that his pool is heated though, because the water everywhere else is super cold still. So the time has come to get our party on and have some fun. I hope everyone has as good a night as I am going to.

The girls are meeting me there at about eight o’clock this evening and said they are bringing a few guys with them as well as their boyfriends or spouses. It’s not going to be a girls night, but a gathering. Gusto’s has a great DJ and I know that we will have lots of fun line dancing. There is even an instructor who is there from time to time, that teaches free of charge. I like that because I never would be able to learn all of these line dances without him. The fact that he is cute doesn’t hurt either.

I know I am going to be late for work today, but I don’t care. I require sustenance and a pop tart is not going to cut it. I don’t have to call in and let them know, because our boss told us to be a little late today. We got the project done yesterday, and we all worked really hard, so he is giving us a little break this morning. I gotta love my boss because he is really cool and shit. He lets us know that he appreciates us and our hard work.

This year I’m going all out on the green. I bought a fucking green garter belt, old fashioned green stockings, and a denim short skirt that I dyed green. The short is short enough that most of the garter belt shows. If they are lucky they might get a peek at my new green satin thong.

This weekend is going to be a real party – so get your asses down here and hang with me!

OK – this picture made me laugh my fuckin ass off. Really. I hate that Lady GaGa bitch anyway. she’s not sexy – she’s like a younger and lower class version of Madonna – and Madonna is nothing but a tramp, either.

Then they had a story about a woman who’s kids were never in school. Seriously people, why do I need to know that? Honestly it is stupid to report on something like that. There are much bigger stories I want to know about that do not include some dumb bitch not sending her kids to school. I am sure she had her reasons and quite frankly the law needs to not be so intrusive in peoples lives. I am so sick of hearing about this kind of stuff. I suppose that is why I don’t watch a lot of news. It always pisses me off.

Anyway, we are going to The Keg and Can to hang out and play pool. They have the most awesome chicken wings and draft beer that is from all over the world. If you want it, they have got it. I am partial to the Black and Tan draft. It’s an Irish drink that is two beers in one glass. It has Guinness dark beer and a light colored ale as well.

When the bartender pours it, they come one on top of the other. I don’t know how they fucking do it, but it is the shit. The only problem is that beer makes me piss a lot. I get tired of having to make trips to the damned bathroom. Oh well, I deal with it because we love this place. If you have never been there, I highly recommend it. They even have Irish Folk bands and such.

I couldn’t believe how much it cost though. Movies really have gotten expensive lately, and that is just to get in. That does not include the cost of refreshments to eat during the movie, which kind of sucks. I just have to have a big bucket of popcorn, some chocolate nonpareils and a large soda. I just cannot sit through a movie without them, even at home I keep those items in the cupboard so I have them when I watch a movie on the TV. Call me spoiled if you want, but everyone has their own fucking addictions.

I think I will have to call my mom and tell her about this guy. She is always wanting me to be happy and find the right man. He may just be the one. I certainly hope so, but I do want to take it slow and not rush things. I am going to suggest a weekend trip for the two of us to a cute little B&B in the Smokey Mountains soon. That way we can really explore where we are relationship wise.