If Everyone Cared.

Ayo, what it is.
I be Allie.
I. Am. So. Bored.
I'm here at work with absolutely nothing to do.
No cases.
No work.
Just...bored.
This never happens!
I'm an attorney for crying out loud.
I almost always have SOMETHING to do.
But not with this economy.
Can't someone just sue someone and bring the case to me?
I mean damn.
I own the damn firm.
And Wes doesn't.
Because he's gone.
To Texas.
With Robert.
Yippee.
I have someone new, I need to tell you guys.
I almost forgot.
Anyway, yeah.
This new guy is TOTES better than Wes EVER was.
His name is...No Body.
Full name?
First: No
Middle: Fucking
Last: Body.
Yeah.
Him.
He's...great.
I'm kind of enjoying the single life.
I have to say, it's pretty refreshing.
Did I think I'd ever say that?
Negative.
Oh snap, my song.
"You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera, my jewelry too loud, baby girl I can't hear ya. I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic. They know we run streets them boys best stop it."
MY ANTHEMMMM!
Except it reminds me of him.
Oh well.
Anyway.
Back to my current spouse.
No Body.
I know that shortly, I'll be tired of the single life.
So I'll end up crying the blues through my blog.
But hey, it's my blog.
I'll do what I want.
Dammit.
I, like this post, am useless at the moment.
There's no point to this post.
I feel like an invalid.
Just saying.
Anyway, I guess I'll go and...stare at these four walls.
Maybe I'll go out for lunch or something.
With whom? My boyfriend, No Body.
And then I can listen to "White Girl" as many times as I want to.
Yay me.
Peace, snitches.