Well, 2023 is coming to a close.
Surprise surprise, life still sucks ass. No not ass. Ass isn't the right word. You know how when you are walking across the lawn in the rain and you step in a mud puddle and just as you are trying to get the mud off your shoe, you step into a dog shit pile and as you're rubbing that shit off your step into a manure pie because the lawn was just mulched. Yeah, my life's like that smell.
Pizza Hut fired me exactly one week before my birthday. Do I feel bad? No, not at all. Honestly, I'm glad to be out.
Financially I'm struggling but I'll get there. One day.
Keep in mind, that's the ONLY thing I'm hopeful about for 2024.
I sent yet another year with no man even so much as grazing any part of me hidden by clothes. Y'all, not so much as a smile from one.
I gave up soda to help watch my weight. I gain ten pounds. Or twenty, I'm not counting.
I stopped living my whole life online. Not sure why I did that but I think it was because I was made aware that guys don't like women that are attached to their social media. Pretty sure that was bullshit. It's whatever, I don't even know how to post deep in-depth shit online anymore.
You know, I have changed who I am so many times, I don't even know who I am.
How sad I that? I don't even know who the fuck I am.
I know I'm fat. I think I'm black. I mean currently my mom is slow cooking neck bones in the crockpot and it smells like boiled footballs so I know I'm not that black. I'm like just a smidge past the Mason Dixon black but not slow cooked pork neck bones black. Cause ewww. I know I can be annoying. I figured that out years ago. I also know I'm batshit crazy. I feel like that's part of my charm. But as for the rest of me I don't know who that is.
Did you know that a lot of new shows on Netflix were about plus sized black women finding their groove this year? Do you know what that taught me? That I'm not fat enough to find my groove. The men seem to only want the really big girls.
Why can't they want the moderately big girls? Or maybe they do and they just don't want me.
My last post was may 22, 2022. I said I was pretty sure I'm never having sex again. Called it.
At this point, that's probably a good thing. Im pretty sure if I were ever able to have an orgasm again, Id do some dumb shit and bark because I don't know how to react.
Fuck the new year.
Happy 2024yall...
