Upon reading that a certain blogger earns $40k a MONTH in ad revenue, Misses Laci and Lucy and I began discussing what we would do to earn that amount of money. I asked if Mr. Fab would pay that much to look at our boobies. Laci concurred. Lucy went a step further and said she would let Mr. Fab titty fuck her. But only once a month.
Yeah, we’re cheap bitches.
Whatev.
As I mentioned before in my previous post on here, I was looking for a way to meet CBFI again. I used the opportunity of going to Indy to schedule going to a GA meeting. Miss Monique did the driving and it happened to be somewhere that she knew.
The meeting started at 5pm and we arrived at 4:45. We were the first ones there, along with a newcomer to GA who looked like he was ready to bolt. Until I found the light switch that is.
As we were sitting there, GA members started filtering in. CBFI came in and we started chatting a bit. My stomach dropped to my knees. I swear it did. Little butterflies were killing my stomach throughout the whole meeting and it took all of my will power not to just stare at him throughout the whole meeting. But I digress.
The other hottie whom I met in Lexington came in. I guess he asked CBFI who I was and when he found out, he ummm. Well he got a little excited and ran over to give me a hug. This floored before because The Other Hottie had pretty much ignored me in Lexington. So I was a little shocked and awed by his reaction.
The third person I met in Lexington came in and kind of freaked me out because he remembered exactly where I sat in a workshop that their group had put on. I wanted to run. But I didn’t. I was there for a purpose.
After the meeting was over, I asked CBFI if they had a meeting and phone list that I could take with me. He said they did not, so I offered my email address so he could email it to me. As I wrote my email address down, I gave him my REAL email (I have a separate one that I use for GA and job hunting purposes) AND my cell phone number. We’ll see if he remembers to email me that list or if he calls me.
They gave me some fliers to bring back down here for a 5 year pinning and a fund raiser for our trustees. It’s dated March 15th, so I just might be making a solo trip up there in a few weeks. We’ll see how I’m feeling when it gets closer.
So that’s my update on my encounter with CBFI, I’m sure I’m forgetting to mention something that happened. If I remember, I’ll let ya all know.
Until next time…
The four of us — Laci, Sodapop, Lucy and me — are a tight foursome. It just kind of happened over the summer. We have so much in common and so much shared life experience that we bonded. None of us have any sisters so it’s like we’re creating our own little extended family (except with picking people that you really, really like). I love these women like I have known them all my life.
Our closeness seems to make some people think that we’re an exclusive foursome, that we don’t want to be friends with anyone else, which is totally ridicufuckingless.
So save the drama for your mama and the snark for your … well, whatever rhymes with snark.
The klassy bitches love everyone. Even if you don’t deserve it.