Don't Be a Dummy, Deposit on the Tummy

My weekend was pretty quiet. Played some Mexican Dominoes on Sat, stayed up late drinking with my bro and watching Goodfellas on HBO. At least out of the 8 HBOs that we have, they play 1 good movie per week. I went down to Mich Ave and did some shopping on Sun with Lo. We came back to my place and watched Amityville Horror. I couldn't help but thinking, what is that Ryan Reynolds (Van Wilder) doing engaged to Alanis Morrisette? I don't get it, must be a canadian thing. Then Lo had an episode and had to leave my place abrubtly. And to make this short, she wanted the cock and I wouldn't play along, especially b/c she's seeing someone now. So she bit me on my arm and left. And it was fucking hard, it's Wed and it still hurts like a bitch. She has a new 1 drink maximum at my house now.

Anyway, Lo spent Sat at the abortion clinic. Not b/c of anything with her but for her friend. Her friend, who's married, got pregnant not from her husband but from the guy that she's cheating on him with. Now, I am proud to say I don't know this person and don't care to hang out with people like that. I do a lot of questionable things but I was never down with the cheating thing. Here's the fucked up part, the guy she's been cheating with of course knows she's married but has been trying to get her pregnant. If you are going to cheat, why the fuck would you mess around with someone who's trying to impregnate you? I guess she never had the lets-keep-this-discreet talk with him. After it was over, she said she's not going to see this guy anymore but you know as well as I do that that's a whole truck load of bullshit. To keep writing about this situation would only put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. But situations like this only prove to me once again that there are a lot of stupid people out there.

Who am I to say that? I'm your daddy, bitch.

Today's lesson for not getting pregnant: Don't be a dummy, deposit on the tummy.