I bought a new trigger. A new album Adele 21, So I've been on an imaginary stage dancing around as I clean the house today. The imaginary Me in Wonderland didn't particulary want to do this album, she is not an RnB fan, but her voice is so good that her record company offered he a huge advance to do the project. *Rolls Eyes*. I'm a fucking nut case!

So I've been doing really good lately, well if you can call it that. I've moved from Wonderland to dding about reality. Which is just as bad. When I have something else to obsess and think about, i.e., the new relationship with the old flame, the booty call I am friends with who I have amazing see with (he's sex on a stick), and the booty call who I am in love with actually saying he does in fact care about me. Bit off topic but WTF it's my blog and if I want to type in non- Writing III prescripted methods as required by a English Professor, I will. What I mean is, He cares about me as a friend he has sex with, and calls when it's snowing or a nasty thunderstorm to see if I or the kids need anything kind of care about me. My logical brain knows this, my cray-cray-cay-zeeee brain here's, "Oh there's a chance we could be together?!"

Any crazy-bitch-way, I'm obsessing and dding about all these other possibilities in my life. True the Me in Wonderland seems to be dating all three guys. That hoe can't even make up her mind! But she's a rich and famous rock star so what does she care? She's been known to Mace paparazzi! She doesn't give a damn what anyone thinks! LOL I love seeing Wonderland in writing. It makes it look and sound as bizarre as it really is.

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