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Seriously I am going to cut a bitch around here. Think I am exaggerating? I'm not. Watch your news for crazy guy goes on knife wielding rampage in office complex. Stabs multiple bitches. I spent a half hour yesterday trying to explain why I can't get rid of an orange line under a prompt without also getting rid of the asterisk because it's a mandatory field. I shit you not. 30 minutes of my life I will never get back. Nor can I change the color of the orange line. Deal with it and stop wasting my life. My colleagues and I tried unsuccessfully yesterday to communicate to our boss that we are all ready to walk off this project. That they can stick it up their ass. His response? They're a half million dollar client, do what they want. Um fuck you very much? Was here 12 hours yesterday. If I were a contractor or if I got a bonus based on hourly work, I would be excited, still frustrated, but excited. But oh wait, I am straight salary. I don't get anything different if I work 8, 10, or 16 hours. So bite me, kiss my ass, and all that good stuff. F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. Thank the gods I have this blog where I can vent to my heart's content so when the client comes in I can smile and play nice.

Got home around 730 and TGF was waiting for me. Best part of my goddamn day. She texted me earlier asking if she should come over because I am so stressed with work. I told her that she would be not only welcomed and wanted, but needed. I needed some TLC after a day like that. She understood completely and just was there. That was nice. She didn't pressure me to do anything or go anywhere, just be on the couch. We ate some leftovers together, watched Buffy and Angel (SPIKE EPISODES! YAY SPIKE!), then went to bed. It was in bed where something funny happened....

She meant it as a sweet gesture but I was laughing so hard...

We did our usual dance of 'we're going to sleep right? oh yeah, just sleep. Okay. But we're naked and you're leg is and oh that's there and hey oh yeah...'. What? She sleeps naked, I sleep naked and well naked bodies next to each other and such...

An hour or so later we were snuggling and she pats me on the head and says 'That was some great sex'. TOTALLY hilarious. Gee, did I do good? I counted at least three orgasms she had so yeah, I do good. And yes, I am old and can usually tell the difference when a woman fakes it or not. Usually. I am not perfect, but I have learned certain things. She isn't a porn star trained in how to fake it so there are things I can detect. Honestly I am batting about 600, maybe 650 with her. I am a guy, I can't always make her happy just because. I try like a sumbitch but hey it's life. Anyway. Thorg do good. Thorg make girl happy. Ugh. She got all embarrassed about me laughing which resulted in a fun session of cuddling, laughing, and smiling as we really did fall asleep. Goddamn this girl makes me happy. Gives me a good sense of contentment without boredom. Closeness without smothering. Freedom without jealousy. If that's not love, I don't know what is...

Back in the office and on a short leash temper wise today. Cross me babies, I dare ya. Having a game night at the house tonight. Looking forward to that. Tomorrow's post should be interesting...