Lost Love, Nicotine & Chickens

Two months? Two months since my last post. I've been meaning to post, but blah, blah, blah.

Since then I've had plenty of thoughts running through my head. However, I can't seem to get these thoughts into some sort of tangible, conducive to reading, order. So . . . with that said, I'm apologizing for the non-sensical post. But hey, I'm here again with good intentions to post more often.

What I should be doing today:

• cleaning out my fridge
• work out
• clearing out backyard of dog poop
• personal hygiene (shave, pluck, soften, etc.)

What I am doing today:

• watching TV
• thinking of a nap
• blogging

Things I like today:

• coffee
• blogging
• weather (please, please rain)

Things I dislike today:

• bike riders listening to ipods
• my hair
• my planning abilities

I've been hanging out with my ex-boyfriend lately and it has done wonders for my self-esteem. He makes me feel great, sexy, and I enjoy his company and conversations. On the flip side, I am constantly thinking (and I mean constantly--too too much) about why we shouldn't be hanging out. Eventually we're going to sleep together; the sexual attraction is still there. And really, I think I want to. With that said, I broke his heart before. I'm not sure I want to head down that path again.

We've been open and honest about all stated in the above paragraph. So consciously, I've been making an effort to not think, and let this thing happen as it comes. No preconceived issues or rehashing the past. As of about three weeks ago, I am amazed at myself because I've been able to just let those thoughts go away, as I wanted. I am just going with the flow. Yay for me!

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I started smoking cigarettes again. This sucks in so many ways. I have stopped working out as frequently as I was and I have the travel bug again. Time for some serious life changes, I'd say.

I'm upside down in my mortgage, my clothes don't fit and I have a cancer stick hanging out of my mouth quite frequently. Great work Zb, keep it up.

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Great ghetto story before I go away.

I was leaving my house to go to work the other morning (8 a.m. or so) and there was a man standing in the middle of my street. The man was standing on one leg and flapping his arms wildly while loudly singing something about "chickens" or chicken dance or something like that. There was also a pitbull/ boxer mix dog jumping around in circles around the man. Just by observation, the man was obviously whacked out on some chemical.

The dog hears/ notices me and then starts trotting towards me. I stop walking towards my car because I'm not sure if this dog is being aggressive or friendly. The man stops his singing and dancing and says "no worries, he's friendly, he won't hurt you, he loves the ladies." He then directly starts back dancing and singing. I chuckled and got into my car and went to work.

Now, in most neighborhoods, this might sound weird. However, here in this neighborhood, it's NOT out of the ordinary. Because of the heat lately, events of this nature have slowed down quite a bit.

I just want to thank the chicken dance man for making me laugh all day. I giggled the whole way to work, I smiled during boring meetings and now I secretly want to stand in the middle of a street, during broad daylight, doing a silly dance and sing loudly (minus the drugs).

Everyone's gotta have a dream.

Thanks Chicken Dance Man,

~Zb