"Those who risk win."
- RAF Motto
Yeah. I've been thinking about this quote all day. Last night and the day before too. (That and Coach Z singing, "Coach Z's got money, but not much/Coach Z's got money, but not much/I could use a dollar/I could use a couple bucks"...I blame Joel for this.)
Today I got to ask Nikky what level of bad it was when the past few guys that have given you their number have been...uh...less than truthful about who they are. I mean, at what point to I just start carrying things with me to throw at any guy that approaches me at all? Is there a time when I'm just supposed to say "to hell with this" and convert to Catholicism and become a nun?
It might be hard to both say "to hell with this" and become a nun. Plus, I have godsons to think about. I can't be running off to become a nun. I wouldn't be able to make money to spoil them with anymore, and that's totally unacceptable.
Dudes, fair warning, if I find out that you are lying to me, I will become a bad thing for you. I may appear sweet, but I am a fighter.
I wish risking was paying off, but I'm not sure it's ever gonna be a thing. Not in this arena anyway.
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