ferfachu5000

My back is out of sorts today. I seem to sleep in the *YAY* position, with my arms above my head and my face in a pillow.

I've been thinkin I spend too much time thinking of boys. And when I find one, like in the past, I make my life revolve around him. I'm noticing I need to base my life around ME, otherwise, I'll be no good to anyone.

Things with Eric are, well, eh. And its straining on me because I really don't have any feelings for him, he's just kind of there, and since he has a son I feel like a utter pos because i'm leading him on. The more i hang out with him the more i know he's expecting to go, like, all the way, but no matter what i can't bring myself to do it. no attraction that way. what have i got myself into, i need this to end, but i am too chicken shit to do it.

Work is busy and this little bastard keeps calling and saying we should have fixed his tranny when we did his brakes, like we had to remove the transmission to gain access to his brakes. And he's nice to me when the boss is around, but on the phone he's a little cock. Pssh.

I just bought "Meet The Feebles" off of Ebay. Funniest, most disturbing fucking movie ever.

I like my boobs.