



Oh my goodness, I always feel so
when I get a pedicure done. It looks so nice and feels even better.

Sometimes when I feel stressed or just burned out, a fresh anything is always a
. So last night Andrea and I went to a Luau. It was pretty cool. All ladies were in for a lower cover charge if we wore a hula skirt. Ha! Yeah right. Where in the small metro city would I find a hula skirt? I wore a nice form fitted floral shirt along with an extremely short (not on purpose) frayed blue jean skirt and some apple green heels that had flowers on them. So I was working that Hawaiian vibe with what I already had in my closet. That's what a resourceful woman knows how to do!
So at the party, there were three main guys that I knew I was going to hear from within the next 24 hours.
Nathan--a guy I've known for well over 5 years that has become a really really close associate...not actually a cool friend for various reasons. We were intimate during a time when I was feeling really depressed about the break-up with one of my exes, Kevin. I trust Nathan a great deal and although he's a good guy, I'm just not down with being a booty buddy. I was vulnerable that one time, now I want to be done with that 'portion' of our association.
Karl--a guy I went to high school with that I saw at a party last month. We decided to get reacquainted and so exchanged numbers. But I saw where that was leading and so I chose to put him into the category of "Guys
I May Talk and Catch Up With Every 3 Months Or So".
Alex--a guy I got acquainted with via the internet. We attend the same university, hence the reason we started chatting. I have chatted with him every now and then for about 2 months now.
All of these fellas spoke to and hugged me and all of that. As soon as it hit around the time the party was to be over, I recieved phone calls almost back to back from each of them. Nathan wanted to 'come over' "just for a little bit", he said. "Hell to the no, Nathan", I wanted to emphatically say. But I said no politely yet unequivocally. Dammit, my nice girl
is trying to come back out
. Karl sent me a text message as SOON as I got into the car from leaving out of the party wondering if we could "hook up" for the night. ..................................................................................
what the fuck is wrong with homeboy? I will have to get a dictionary of terms that desribe the male rationale because I'm truly puzzled as to why I would want to "hook up" with your text messaging, no call returning, long-time-no-hear-from, wanna be playboy, no game having azz. Unbelievably and absurdly absurd. Alex called and sincerely seemed to want to go out on a lil date and have some fun, get to know each other...the whole shabang. I'm cool by that. I remain a positive one. Despite being hurt in the past, it is always my greatest effort to give someone the benefit of a doubt and let their actions speak louder than my past woes. It's hard....but we shall see 
Hey, KK!