...They would never need more then one master!

First off, the countdown is on..2 days left of 2009. Quite frankly I am already sprinting to 2010 because it cannot be any worse or monotonous then 2009.  Yes, I did meet some amazing friends while traveling all around the country.. and yes my dogs did get to experience what frozen paws were, and not the "pupsicles", and yes I did add 3 more colleges onto my ever growing list, but all in all... it sucked. I never got to steal the horse I wanted, although the plan is in motion, I never new about orange and black peanut M & M's, and I was screwed over once again at the last minute. Really boys it is getting old. At least give me a heads up or something before you throw boiling tar and feathers all over me; I can handle it... really. Oh and did I mention I almost lost my dad, did loose my grandma, and now I am dreading Valentines Day (but not for the hand made cards).


In a recent conversation I realized that any year I have had that I have drank my way into 2010 has been odd numbered. I mean think about it... '9', '7', '5', ..they all sound so.. boring. There is something super exciting about getting into the 'tens'! I feel a lottery win coming on, a new dog, a horse, some more of the country, more friends, Jacard?, owning my own Forever 21 with my friend Tracy, and going to Europe. Already it sounds better.. has the ball dropped yet?!


So, in reference to my "they would never need more then one master"...I have two dogs. No matter who comes over, feeds them treats, throws Lucky's ball for 3 hours, massages Bean... they always sleep with me at night. 

If boys were like dogs, it wouldn't matter how 'cute' she was, how interestingly drunk she was, how big her tits were (Tig ol' Bitties), she would never compare. 


THAT is how it should be. I am not saying girls are perfect and have never cheated on their man... this isnt about that, this is about having one master and always knowing where your yard ends and the neighbors begins. Maybe we should start installing invisible electric shock collars on them or something...maybe that would help. But why should you have to do that anyways.