I chose to (somewhat) omit the Longest And Worst Day Ever, which was . . . sometime this week. What is sad was work was the best part of that day
Yesterday was all comatose thanks to some damned pills. I lost at least twenty hours and by what miracle I know not, made it to work on time this morning. I woke up sometime thereafter . . . I assume. Loopy as all hell....................................................
Gitting cramps, haven't eaten . . .
The deal-breaker came when I got home and fired up the magic box where lo and behold a most beautiful SG has thanked me for my meager, inadequate words . . .
Sweetness!
I dare not miss a day on this site. It's the most appropriate escape from my own reality that I have ever found. Boo fuckity hoo . . .
So, yeah. That's what my dumbass looks like. Doesn't that mug just scream, "Sweet!" . . . ?
Forget it. It won't last.
Night night. Don't let the flesh-eating, demon, bed babies bite!
Bietches . . .

Gitting cramps, haven't eaten . . .
The deal-breaker came when I got home and fired up the magic box where lo and behold a most beautiful SG has thanked me for my meager, inadequate words . . .

I dare not miss a day on this site. It's the most appropriate escape from my own reality that I have ever found. Boo fuckity hoo . . .

So, yeah. That's what my dumbass looks like. Doesn't that mug just scream, "Sweet!" . . . ?
Forget it. It won't last.
Night night. Don't let the flesh-eating, demon, bed babies bite!
Bietches . . .
