Cinderella Incarnate/ Tribute to Manfriend

This blog has been in the works for like... 2 weeks now, I just never got around to finishing it.

It all started last, last Saturday (yeah... that's 2 Saturdays ago) which I spent with my dad and how I firmly believe that I am Cinderella Incarnate. Yep, I even have the evil step mother to prove it. OK... so I'm not a slave and she isn't evil but I like to think so sometimes. I asked my "manfriend" to put my face on Cinderella since I suck at photoshop (he didn't know it was for my blog). The picture below is what he came up with... We were talking on the phone when he starts laughing, actually he was chuckling (it was so cute how his little laugh made me laugh, but he didn't need to know that) so I'm like WTF is so funny? He said he just finished the picture and how he did such an awesome job and how he cracks himself up. I was like, "You better not have used an F'd up picture of me!". He emailed it to me... OK so I laughed too once I saw it. Actually... what I meant was if he could put my lovely face on the poor slave Cinderella not the princess (guess I didn't make myself clear), so it would fit the story line. This is what he came up with.

What a banana! Yup... Can you believe that Prince Charming is totally overshadowing Cinderella? Oh HELL NO! My Prince Charming is looking like a thug donning bubble gum wrapper grilz, cuz he cool like dat while Cinderella is suffering from shrunken head syndrome. I look cute though, I must admit lol (I like the pic anyway... It's way cute and he put a lot of thought into it lol). Anyhow... since the picture is obviously about him and not ME, I decided I'd use the picture even though he didn't know it would be available for everyone to see. So since I lost my mojo for the Cinderella blog, this is what it evolved into...

Tribute to MANFRIEND

(Yeah... this is him, I don't think these are too recent... It's hard to find some pics of him not goofing around)

Let me tell you a little about my "manfriend"...

He's addicted to porn and he masturbates constantly...PILLOW FIGHT!! HA HA HA! I'm just kidding, it's actually a quote from one of the BESTEST movies of ALL time (IMO), Sorority Boys. Actually the original quote says "I" instead of "he", so I obviously I changed it around. If you've seen it, you'll get it. I dubbed him "Grilz Charming and Prince Grilz" (I'd hope I wouldn't have to go into that after what was mentioned above) along with many other pet names I came up for him, but you don't need to know those. He has been anxiously awaiting this blog. Actually, once I told him about the Cinderella blog and how I was gonna post the lovely picture up anyway he got super stoked and then I told him I was gonna dedicate an entire blog to him, he was like OH, OK COOL! He was trying to be modest but I know he was shouting with excitement on the inside; He likes the attention... So every time I post a new blog (OK so it's been like three since I told him) he's like YAAY! until I break the news to him and tell him its not the one, then he's like Oh, ;( So where was I before I got distracted? (Remember I cant help the ADD... Just deal with it, it's not that hard to follow along) Oh yeah! I was mentioning some of my manfriend's qualities. OK... Well we obviously know he's a jokester, hence the picture. I can always count on him to make me smile when I'm feeling down. He is down to earth, a SWEETHEART (even though he tries to make a joke out of everything; Go figure!), musically and artistically inclined. Yes, he serenades me with his guitar and Digeridoo. Be jealous, BE VERY JEALOUS. OK so the digeriedoo is not quite romantic but at least I get a few laughs out of it. I hate that we live 1500 miles apart. His picture hung on "our" (ummmm. How do I put this... let's just leave it as mine and an ex) living room wall for two and a half years, so it almost seemed like fate when we started "talking". Basically, he is everything a chick could ask for. He is even "The nice guy" I didn't think existed this day in age. So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, and of course, my manfriend, who has been anxiously waiting by his "crackberry" to read my blog about himself.