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I realized yesterday that my friend and I are the very women we hate. Oh don’t even front ’cause you know who I’m talking about. And of course, we hate these women because of their uncanny ability to snag every Tom, Dick, & Harry that gets within in a few feet of their tentacles. But, we really hate them because they are different from us and don’t give a crap what we think of them. However, I didn’t realize this until yesterday.

There was a lady walking two golden retrievers in the park. She was wearing some sort of ghastly mini haltertop and daisy dukes (okay, okay, they could have possibly been just short shorts). She was so low-class. Ugh, you totally can’t disguise a pidgeon with peacock feathers. Well, my friend and I were dressed exactly as one is supposed to dress at the park–Of course, there are rules, unwritten though they may be,  for this sort of thing. So this lady, was walking around with her dogs and we, automatically made fun of her, and I can’t really think of why but probably because she had the nerve to call attention to herself and act like she was all that. Bitch. And what else was bitchy about her was that it turns out that she was the girlfriend of the hottest guy in the park that day. Double bitch.

Yea, so as we were muttering about her, I realized that we were the bitches. What the hell? So, yes, I didn’t exactly approve of her male-catching techniques, but that is no reason for me to pass judgement. So she may have been dressed a little to risque in my eyes, but she was still a person. We didn’t know her but she just stood out. Just like at a cocktail party, I would stand out like a sore thumb. Perhaps it would  better to bitch about the society that creates such animosity towards people who are different from us. We simply assumed all these characteristics about her simply by the way she looked. We are such bitches; the very bitches we hate.

Hell, at least she had a man. Here I was sitting at a frickin’ park on a Monday night with my friend watching her fiancee and his buddies play softball with the local church league. Yeaaaaa…..

OKay, first of all, mad props to the one of the few people who has applauded my efforts at blogging on friendster: thanks tm. I now realize that this blog may actually be worth keeping. If any of you wonderful people out there find any of these here entries worthwhile, please let me know and I shall make it my duty to keep you entertained during those hours when you have nothing better to do but to read a blog. All I hope is that my entries will be considered by you, my lovely audience, to be thought-worthy!  Thank you for your patronage. Please watch your step as you exit to the left.