March 5, 2011

sleeping with rib tips

dear funny in my sleep diary,

i woke up kissing my pillow again. it is a good thing there isn't a camera rolling on me all night long. i think i might end up famous for the shit i do when i sleep. fuck what i do when i am awake. you know, why isn't there a tv show about what people do while they sleep. i would watch that bitch. people do some weird shit. i know i do anyway- i will be the first one to admit that. i always wake up and look so sexy too- with my hair sticking up every direction imaginable. the little yippin ass dog next door woke me up today. small dogs have that bark that sounds like a newborn baby. i cant sleep through it. i have a pork roast to cook today. i am hungry as a mug for some cole slaw and bbq. that has been heavy on my mind since we were talking about rib tips the otherday at work. my first boyfriend used to go apeshit for rib tips and he was a little white boy and the crew was laughin how a white boy loved rib tips like the black boys do. i suppose i never thought anything of it until the other night- and now i guess it is a litttle funny- but i still have to admit- i dunno why. my first love ended up happily married to a beautiful black woman and they have a gorgeous daughter- so he must really have liked rib tips.