So, I just got back home from a long drive from Atlanta. Oh my gosh, Saturday night was kickin' in Buckhead. Jay and I headed out there around 7:30, we stopped at Hole-In-The-Wall because her ex, Josh, called and told us to meet him and his brother Brian there. Those two boys are STILL fine ass mo-fuckers. Then the four of us had to meet Brian's ( Read more... )

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I have no clue as to what to write about, I do know my husband is a retard and it's soo damn hot in Melbourne today. I thought about going to the beach but I have too much to do. JayJay is coming to see me tomorrow! Bitch you should just move here. That's it, no more, I'm spent.

JayJay, who else is going to be reading this? Is it like AOL where people can pop up from nowhere and pretend like they know you? If that is the case; if you find me, don't make me guess who the fuck you are, and if I don't know you chances are you will have to answer some questions before I decide if you can write in my journal. That's it.