"Only good girls keep diaries. Bad girls don't have time."
Tallulah Bankhead

Hmmm. It's Saturday night and I'm home blogging... It doesn't look good. LMAO

But I'm running a fever, I have no voice and my brain is full of snot. What fun would I be anyway right now??? I accidentally took the non-drowsy version cold medicine, so I can't sleep now.

An old bf called me today. He said I sounded "really sexy" with my raspy voice. (I personally think I sound like Bea Arthur right now.) I'm sick as a dog and this cretin is trying for a booty call or phone sex. And why did I quit seeing him? Oh yeah, because he's a selfish horndog that didn't even ask if I was ok - just if I was dating anyone. He's a gem - must elaborate on him later. He has the title of "Worst Kisser in ManKind".

Those of you of the male persuasion - I'm not a hater by any means. You guys crack me up and entertain the hell out of me with the dating/mating game.