Ok, Ok, ok, so looks like the perfect guy just isnt out there, or maybe im not a normal girl. The investment banker, to clingy, and the sound of his voice made me wanna puke, The efficiency expert,too handsome, smart sweet, to good to be true, The Doctor.,great entertainment center and killer house but I just cant see myself drinking soy nut shakes for the rest of my life.
In the last 6 months I've dated most women's idea of the dream catch..and I all I seem to do is throw these poor bastards back in the water. So, Ive decided to date myself. Less stress, no awkward its not you its me conversations, and I can always make myself cumm. Only downfall, is now I have to buy my own dinners, wamp, wamp, wamp.
Today, I woke up and decided to go for a walk around the lake, at the lake I saw the farmers market and decided to explore. There are so many awesome booths to explore. my favorite was the holistic booth with all the herbs. I would. Bought some bitter root elixir crap supposed to be good for my nerves and my sleep, both havent been very good lately.
After farmers market stopped by sacred well a cool metaphysics shop, had a great convo w/ a hippie artist and made a wish baggie for my mama bear. Lit a candle said a prayer and learned more about the universe and myself.
Once I was done curing my insomnia and mom I was off to row a boat at the lakehouse...Once in the boat, I quickly learned I dont know how to row, so I taught myself. Had the best most relaxing time. When I returned,I was informed I was rowing backward the whole time. I would.
Finally, after hours of walking, rowing, curing, and pretty much exauhsting myself
I decided to walk home...but of course on the walk home I run into a cuban salsa dance party in middle of lake so I decided to stick around and enjoy music and watch the dancing, picked up a flyer and will be taking lessons on Tuesday.
Ok, now, I was finally ready to go home, but wait oh wait i'm starving and there is an organic Ice Cream truck!...WHO KNEW!?...so I stopped again and bought an organic strawberry pop. Only in Oakland, can u get hippies in a truck selling you 3 dollar Ice Cream, and you will be more than happy ecstatic in fact to buy it.
Now, finally time for me to finish my walk home so I continue down the lake towards Park and E22nd. On the way home my lover, "Oakland" continues to be the best boyfriend yet and so good for my self esteem...On the walk home all I hear is, "Damn girl you fine", "Damn","Will you marry me" and my favorite "I love those big ol'titties".Yes, I love Oakland and Oakland LOVES me;)
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