i don't know about y'all, but it just feels like any other day to me.
the only significant difference between jan 1 2006 and jan 1 2007 is that now i'm a college graduate and there's a little wiggly worm in my belly.
of the two, my baby girl is the most important.
i've got a degree i don't plan on doing a damn thing with.

anyhoos, my hunny bunny and i went to one of his douchebag-friend's party to ring in the new year.
of course, lucky me got to be the designated driver.

how is it that everytime i go to a party or any social-type event, more than half the people in attendance are people i fucking hate?
since i'm pregnant, i can't beat bitches up BUT i've got a list.
as of today, there are 17 people on that list; i've got a feeling it's gonna get much longer by march.
and exactly 6 weeks after i have zoe, J will have the entire day to spend alone with his baby girl cause i'm going on a whoop-ass spree.
motherfuckers have been testing my gangsta cause they know i can't do shit about it now, but i'm fucking up some shit up ASAP.
ugh, i feel my blood pressure going up.

warm and fuzzy thoughts
warm and fuzzy thoughts
warm and fuzzy thoughts

oooh! when the big, ugly disco ball dropped at midnight and J and i kissed, my sweet baby girl kicked me in the ribs to let us know she was partyin and wanted some kisses too.
it was so cute.
it kinda hurt.
but it was still cute.
she's an attention whore just like her mommy.

i really want some taco bell.
merry kwanzaa, y'all!

Labels: baby business, so random, weekend stuff

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