I want to be rich enough for you to love me for my money.  I have completely given up on finding someone who loves me for me...My last shot at love is being a Sugar Daddy.  The only problem with this foolproof plan is finding the funds.

It's amazing the power of alcohol.  I have been doing a personal dissertation on the effects of alcohol consumption for most of my 20's...and continuing my fieldwork now in my 30's.

You may as well call me Katniss Everdeen, cause the struggle is real!  Not to downplay her struggle of survival, but I can totally relate to her stress. 

First, I would like to apologize in advance for the broad character assassination that is 'bout to go down...with that being said...  It is 2016, where do these "frat guy" types get off acting so archaic?

I am so thankful this holiday weekend is over.  I am not a big fan of bank holidays.  I am usually off on Mondays anyway, so for me it's simply having to wait an extra day for my online purchases to arrive.

While I was at Trader Joe's I had a revelation (It was kind of like on That's So Raven when she has a vision)... Dating is the same as grocery shopping.

...All you half naked bitches are gonna have to find a personality.  Go hibernate at the gym with your protein shakes 'til next pool season, you meat-heads ...cause we all know you have the personality of a fucking wash cloth.

I have a couple shout-outs:

Don't you hate it when you think it's the finale episode of The Bachelor and they doop you with one of those fucking recap episodes?!

I am so excited to be out of L.A.  I get drained easily and it's time to get out and breath some fresh air that isn't full of smog (smoke) and mirrors.

Everybody values honesty, until they have an ugly baby.  I know this may be a touchy subject, but my Facebook is getting overwhelmed with these gremlin, demon, babies.

I hate school.  Much to my parents dismay, I don't really believe in "further education."  I am in a city where it's not what you know, it's who you know (and I know a lot of people).