bootyologist

i'm no expert. i'm just a sharer. i never claimed to be an expert.
i'm getting ready for a drag show. by getting ready i mean smoking a roach. i'm wearing a very short skirt- hoping that the girl of my dreams will give me her number. well, at least the girl of the week. maybe? a date tomorrow night? it's actually the only night i'm free. ; )
i just want someone cute to look at, to turn me on. my bff if falling for her best man-friend. so fun to fall in love.
i texted the comedian. i know i shouldn't have- i should've either called like a normal person, or not contacted him at all. but i did the chicken move. no response.
actually this is not a drag show i'm going to, but a pageant. how fun.
my bff just called- she's stopping at taco bell. naughty, delicious taco bell. one bean taco for me, please.
there's this adorable chicky i know. whenever i'm watching lesbo porn and i get all hot wishing i had a hot girl to do, i think of her...and sometimes it gets the best of me and i text her. once it was fun, playful...but she never still has my number in her phone. today i texted her:

really tho girl, we should. u would't regret it. (promise) if ur worried about yr boyfriend...i don't mind, he can watch!

and this is what i got in return:

Hmmm. Not sure who this is. But NO.

ha, well, i get no. no means no. i'm quite sure her no would have been a "lol, nooo...." had she known it was ME, but NO=nooo.... just the same.
she is hot though. not the type i'd date, just the type i'd do. small like me, only in great shape. long black hair, dyed. goth with a kitty complex. mrawr. (me too ; )