My huband has his friends at work believing I'm a bitch, whore, theif, and now the anti-christ! And yet he can't figure out why I say no to a work christmas party.

I'm going back to work at Waffle Hell, once again Fowler is gonna make a habit of givin it to me up the ass.

"hi, welcome to waffle hell, I'm their designated butt fuck girl, what can I get YOu?"

Child care is going to bee an issue, but at least I'll be able to socialize with some people my own age, and not be plastered sloppily in a bar somewhere that reaks of urine.

It'll be all better soon when I smok the purple Haze.

I'm out for now! next -- previous DISCLAIMER