So yeah, they thought I was my sister, but *sigh of relief* I'm not... I don't even think I look like her, I mean, there's a resemblance, but I don't think we look enough alike to be mistaken for each other. Oh well.

Counting down the days till Michael and I bust out of this mo'fo'... 10 days... Calenders everywhere are trying to lure me into a ( Read more... )

... She's going down to Mass Art on the 19th or 20th of July, comes back mid August, then leaves for good in the Fall... I'm so fucking proud of that girl, she's got so much pouring out of her, she's so damn special. She's going to take a big piece of me with her when she goes and I'm going to desperately miss her for so many reasons. I know, she's ( Read more... )

Got to help Bill break up a fight in the parking lot tonight at work; Gotta love homosexual bitch-fight drama on a Saturday night... What a couple of queens those guys were...

Aaaanyway... Tonya and her friend (can't remember her name) came in to visit me, they wanted to see how a bunch of things worked... I think I must have put batteries in every ( Read more... )

So, did a lot of research tonight on me and Michael's vacation expenses; got pretty much everything figured out, other than the three nights in Sandusky. Have to make many phone calls for that. I'm so excited to get the fuck out of here with Michael for a week, I think we both need time away badly... It's such a big bonus that we get to take it ( Read more... )

I miss my friends... The ones that have been in my life most of my life... The ones I can't hide from because they just know me too fucking well. I don't see them enough, I don't even know if that can be changed. We all live such different lives now, we all have boyfriends or girlfriends that we live with or come damn close to living with. ( Read more... )

Ok, so I call closing up at work and give the pervs 5 mins. to abandon ship. I think they're all out and start cleaning, I'm in my own little world (this place in my mind where I go so that I don't ponder some of the questionable things I see on that floor) sweeping up the nastiness, I proceed to the next booth, then BAM! right there, some jackass ( Read more... )

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1. If you could transform into any object (living or inanimate), what would you be and why?

2. Swords or Daggers?

3. Tits or Ass?

4. Cake or Pie?

5. Dom. or Sub.?

6. Black lights or Christmas lights?

7. Tar or Cement?

8. Sweet or Sour?

9. Hot or Cold?

10. Favorite sexual position?

If you don't answer, that's fine, just keep in mind I'm giving you the finger.

To anyone who thought that I was genuinely pissed off or annoyed in my last entry, please know that I was anything but. I am a very sarcastic smart-ass at times... That was one of those times.

Does everyone have their ID's? Nope. So, went down to Ceremony with Michael and Maggie; had a great time. Danced (and actually enjoyed it for the first time in quite a while. Note to self *and Michael*: Must do more often. End note), observed the strange, but interesting, people, and enjoyed the lack of cigarette smoke. Guess who got her wish? ME! ( Read more... )