So, it occurs to me that Crush can read my journal, and if I were Crush I would completely freak out regarding how many times he is mentioned in my journal. Hopefully, Crush is not nearly as relationship phobic as I am and will not present me with a pen at our next meeting.
In other news. Saturday I am going to be mummified. I have wanted to be mumified for 14 years. I wanted them to also drown me in a vat of hot wax, but they refused. Something about liability insurance and possible murder one charges.
I am really looking forward to it. I get hotter every day. And lucky me, although secondary partner who was originally supposed to help, is a looser and a fink, in the end, a friend came through, and has made me very happy.
I have a date tonight, Kareoke tommorow, possible play on Thursday, going out with Friends on Friday and being Mummified on Saturday. By Sunday my children will have forgotten what I look like, but I will have had a shit load of fun.
In other news. Saturday I am going to be mummified. I have wanted to be mumified for 14 years. I wanted them to also drown me in a vat of hot wax, but they refused. Something about liability insurance and possible murder one charges.
I am really looking forward to it. I get hotter every day. And lucky me, although secondary partner who was originally supposed to help, is a looser and a fink, in the end, a friend came through, and has made me very happy.
I have a date tonight, Kareoke tommorow, possible play on Thursday, going out with Friends on Friday and being Mummified on Saturday. By Sunday my children will have forgotten what I look like, but I will have had a shit load of fun.
