Monday, June 25, 2012

Red Flag Dates: Dirty Bathroom Guy

Red Flag Dates: Dirty Bathroom Guy: Dirty Bathroom Guy is so sweet, hot, fun, famous; too bad his Bathroom is a natural disaster.  Red Flag.  I told him who are you dating Hurr...

Red Flag Dates: My boyfriend asks some other girl to Vegas

Red Flag Dates: My boyfriend asks some other girl to Vegas: My boyfriend tells me he asked some other girl to Vegas because he didn't think I could go.  Red Flag.  He asks me if he would of asked me c...

Red Flag Dates: Dirty Bathroom Guy

Red Flag Dates: Dirty Bathroom Guy: Dirty Bathroom Guy is so sweet, hot, fun, famous; too bad his Bathroom is a natural disaster.  Red Flag.  I told him who are you dating Hurr...

Dirty Bathroom Guy

Dirty Bathroom Guy is so sweet, hot, fun, famous; too bad his Bathroom is a natural disaster.  Red Flag.  I told him who are you dating Hurricane Katrina!  I can't even shower there.  He got into my car which was brave of him.  My car looks like I've been dating Hurricane Katrina's brother.  I did clean my car and water came out of my tires.  I had to get 4 new tires.  I told Dirty Bathroom Guy to clean his bathroom.  Elephant in the bathtub; pewbs in the sink; you can't turn the light on; I went to shut the bathroom door and it fell off.  Good Times:)  Dirty Bathroom Guys.  Red Flag.  Come on guys if you want to get laid or blow jobs in your shower....clean your bathrooms:)  Public Service Announcement to all Dirty Bathroom Guys.  Get your shit together...Ladies want to be treated like ladies, we don't want to look at your shit in the toilet or see your neighbors shit when there is a plumbing problem.  Dirty Bathroom Guys.  Red Flag. 

My boyfriend asks some other girl to Vegas

My boyfriend tells me he asked some other girl to Vegas because he didn't think I could go.  Red Flag.  He asks me if he would of asked me could I have gone.  I didn't make the Vegas rotation people.  I'm delayed reaction....I tell him have fun.  I don't know how to feel or communicate my feelings so I tell him Vegas is always a good time last time I went to Vegas I got so drunk I drove off in a cab without the cab driver.  I think I left the cab at Hard Rock Casino.  I can't remember.  The only thing I remember was my friends, who I nicknamed "the Margarita Sisters"(all they drink are Margaritas) got kicked out of the Hard Rock Casino.  That's talent people.  My boyfriend gets bummed out because I act like I don't care and says this girl invited herself to go with him.  Now he's changing his story.  The fact was he didn't ask me to go to Vegas.  If you want to ask a girl to Vegas don't tell her you invited some other girl to Vegas but if she was free could she have gone.  Red Flag.  My boyfriend/Exboyfriend/ Red Flag...again...Good Times:)

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Red Flag "Ticks Are Dicks"

Did you ever sleep with someone and then wake up asking yourself what happened?  At least if alcohol's involved....blame it on alcohol?

WTF!  I slept with a tick.  The tick was so quiet I didn't even know he was there.  No, I didn't mean to write dick instead of tick.  This tick was a dick.  He was a pain in my side nagging at me all day/night, stalked me in my shower, game killer at the bars in Venice.  How did I end up sleeping with a tick?  Don't film or hike in Temescal Canyon right now....apparently it's invested with ticks.  I didn't even know what a tick looked like until it spent the night, got all needy, and sucked my blood like a vampire.  Instead of Hunger Games I was in the Tick Games this week.  At first I thought the tick was a thorn when I was pulling it out of my body and when it moved it had spiderlike legs....holy shit....I'm turning into an alien/spiderwoman/WTF is happening.  This was really happening....Thank goodness for ER doctors especially Dr. Joe, who subscribed antibiotics so I don't get lime disease.  Ticks.  Red Flag.  At least the tick wasn't as painful as the sea urchin that got stuck in my foot when I was windsurfing in Maui.  I had to get the sea urchin lasered out of my foot.  Good times:)

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Red Flag "Kissing Bandit"

The Kissing Bandit, who made out with two girls on his way to the bathroom and then two more girls at the Bar in Venice was so entertaining.  Clearly, we are going out again.  The Kissing Bandit calls me up and wants to go out again.  I changed my mind....He was so entertaining I went out with him again to see what was going to happen this time.  He asks me if I have any Anphetamines(no time to check the spelling my apologies if I spelled it wrong)....this is the second guy who has asked me this week for Anphetamines.  I'm so naive I'm thinking that was in my allergy/sinus cold medication.  He says that's so cute because I have no idea it's speed/pcp.  The Kissing Bandit/Addicted to Speed rallies to meet at a fun bar and he didn't even make out with any girls at the bar or on his way to the bathroom, no entertainment factor, tired guy.  The date with the Kissing Bandit was a total bust.  Kissing Bandit.  Red Flag.  Good times:)