Oh may aching fuvking head! Can we say "badly hung over bitch"? A pox on thee, Jagermiester!! Damn you! Jager and I got into a fight, last night. Not a fight, really. More like a little tangle is all. Jager tries to kick my ass every time we tangle, but I haven't thrown up yet so that means I win again!! YES!!
Nanny nanny boo boo!
Aside from that, the night turned out quite unlike I had anticipated. COC (Corrosion Of Conformity) rocked my ass off, but I knew they would. I missed Crowbar though.
I made the tour mgr a happy boy, I got that gig jumpin' bitch off my gigs (turns out she had to pay off a debt), the bar tender got me totally shit faced, I made a little money, I saw some people I hadn't seen in a long time, and damn I looked so good if I wasn't me I'd have hit on myself!
That part and D. getting me wasted were the only things I expected that happened. But then, those two things always happen. 
Roadhouse was struck speechless by my hot ass, as planned. I played the normal "jealous yet?" games. I would have taken it much further (probably too far) however, he was just so damn cute trying not to watch me. I couldn't help myself! After flirting around awhile, I walked up behind him, put my arms around his neck and whispered happy birthday into his ear. Then I started to walk away (we'd been at odds for the past 2 days) but he stopped me and .............. and he wasn't too pissed off about the flirting thing. He knows me too well for that, I think. So, he had my back after all, which totally makes me feel good.
All warm and fuzzy and shit. I didn't get to kick that gig jumping bitches ass. Roadhouse told me that she'd been paying off a debt and that's why she'd been doing my shows and that M. had asked him if I wanted to work and that he'd been told that I was pissed off at him. So, it actually turned out okay. I guess I did the right thing by not running in there with guns blazing, after all. I think that was partly because I had expected that Roadhouse would have told security not to let me in, but he didn't so I was kinda caught off guard and somewhat puzzled. I think that's part of why I couldn't push the jealousy thing very far. Because had I done that, I would have pushed it WAY over the top, as I have very little (if any) self restraint. Once I'm on a roll, I am on it for the whole damn ride, if you catch my drift. So, I was a good bad girl! I'm actually really proud of myself because I had fully expected to turn it all out and fuck it all up. Hell, I wanted to!
Sorry to disappoint everyone who was hoping to hear tales of bloodshed and mayhem. Maybe next time. There'll always be a next time.
That's what I do!
I'm going back to bed. I think I'm still drunk. Damn you Jagermeister!! I'll get you next time!
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It doesn't feel like it's really this late. Probably because I've slept the day away. Woke up again, possibly still drunk. Can't tell for sure. I am starving my ass off, though. Just finished off a bunch of chips and salsa (say it again...salsa) and am waiting on my frozen pizza to burn just right so I can eat it and go back to bed. I should probablystay up all night because I start graveyard shift, tomorrow night.
But fuck that, I'm too hung over.
Hey, look what I got! Her name is Lilly and she's a lavender llama! You can play with her, but play nice or I'll have to kick your ass!
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I petted your llama. I was surprised you didnt get a kitty, then I could pet your kitty too. Oops, that is your job isnt it?
As for your suggestion, I think the order needs to be rearranged, the store first, otherwise where would I keep my wallet.