pyrogrrl

So, I think if I could have one wish, any wish, it would be to make my boobs removable. I know this sounds wierd. But I don't want a reduction. I like having big boobs. I like the free drinks, the no cover, laughing at old men who talk to my chest. But sometimes, I just want to take the twins off. Like jogging. My dog loves to run, I would love to be able to go jogging with my dog. But I can't, my tits jiggle to much and then my back hurts. But more importantly, I want to be able to wear cute clothes. I want to be able to wear cute little tops that lace up in the back. And all those other things that girls who can go braless wear. Aurgh! That is why I want removable tits. So I can change them to go with my mood and outfit. Kinda like Mister Potato Head. They should just pop on and off.

So what started me on this rant? Fuckin' Ebay. I want this shirt. But it's backless, and I can't wear that shit.

Oh well. So I just got off work. I was supposed to have the day off, but they called me in. They do that alot. They only schedule me for 20 hours a week, but then they call me in so much I end up working 40hrs. Its there way of avoiding putting me at full time, cuz then they'd have to give me benefits.

Tonight, my mom and I are going to Rocky Horror. Should be fun. If she doesn't embarress me to much (she has a habit of standing up and singing along).

I have tomorrow off. (Unless I get called in again) Hopefully I will be able to dye my hair. That's the problem with using Manic Panic, it fades so damn fast. My red streaks are now kinda orange. Oh well. I'm gonna dye it all back to black soon. I ordered some new dread falls (one pair of Black w/ Purple, and one pair of black w/ red).

Anyway, need to go walk the dog. He's humping his teddy bear, usually a sign that he needs some excercise.