Bippidee boppidee boo bitches...
Hi.
Still amusing myself.
It's fun in here. Fuzzy. Warm. Oddly familiar. Smells good too. I was on hold yesterday as expected which allowed me to by 9:30am:
- dye my hair
- do dishes
- vacuum
- make cheeseburger mac and cheese
- clean the bathroom
Not too shabby eh? I did have to do a little work yesterday but not enough to stress over. Today I have an onsite meeting with a new client from 9-2. Have to be pretty for that. Oh wait, I am always pretty.
Played a shit ton of Diablo yesterday. Killed Ghom. Yay me. Started a new character. I want to get all the achievements (bite me Blizzard) and that means playing with all classes at some point. Did I mention I ordered pins for my upcoming trip by the way? I managed to score 100 for 57. Not bad. That should allow me to bring about 60 with me on my trip. We nailed down our trip 7/8 - 7/11. Two days in the park, one day in Hollywood, one day in my old town. So anyway, played Diablo. Went to the store and bought a new shirt both for tonight and for this client. I needed a dress shirt that didn't have stains, holes, or looked too tight. I am fucking fat right now. I need to drop 20-30 again. It's so much harder with the kid in the house because she wants to eat. When I was alone it was easier to skip meals. But now I cook because she's here. Fuck it. When I get back from vacation no eating for me. One month of starvation. Back to diet pills and rockstar. Must. Be. Pretty. That's my next tattoo I am getting. On my side, coffin with a banner wrapped around that says 'Leave a Pretty Corpse'. Yep. I love the irony. It amuses me. I only paid $20 for the shirt at Macy's. Some big sale. Regular price was $50, on sale for $20. Okay. I can deal with that. Came back. Watched X-Files. Played Diablo. Went to bed.
I packed yesterday too for tonight. Important stuff - condoms, lube, nipple clamps, vibrator, tape, candles, cuffs, chains - you know, the necessities. Look for the bare necessities the simple bare necessities of life...
I am actually a bit nervous about tonight. I don't want to have issues because nice guy gets in the way of what she wants. Nice guy must go away tonight. Thank fucking god for vodka...
Friday, June 29, 2012
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