melix

I have to go to work in an hour. I really don't want to. I'm tired, cranky and not feeling good. Tyson has a cold so he's coughing and spewing germs all over, not his fault, but this will eventually lead to me being sick; I already have a sore throat and I'm really not looking forward to the hacking my lungs up part.

I was at a raid last night, a rather easy one. We still managed to die; which is nothing new. So, I was sitting with my knee's up so I could rest my head and just kind of space out during recovery and wait for a res. Apparently this also made it so my low rise jeans slid down in the back and showed my panties... I am not very suprised as this is what low rise jeans do. I was however suprised when he walked by and grabbed the side of said under garments and snapped 'em against my skin.

I was so very happy at this point.. not only was I dead but I was being physically attacked !!

In order to remain calm I went outside and indulged my rather nasty nicotine habit, came back inside once I stopped envisioning him lying on the floor with a knife in his chest and sat down at my desk to still await before mentioned res.

At this point he goes "thats better, least your underwear isnt showing now. it makes you look like a whore"

Like I care what I look like in my own fucking house (I said that too) but apparently girls it doesn't matter if you are in your own house. Anyways that's all I can think of.