Feb 11, 2006 01:00
I've learned that killin chickens can be very theraputic! Feel much better tonight after killing what must have been millions of the little buggers. Didnt need to duct tape after all!! Back where i need to be...or just to tired for anything else. Maybe D will let me sleep in my collar tonight. Either way i'm either gonna go to bed within the next 5 minutes or pass out. Visions of my face with keyboard impressions all over it. Not pretty.
Hoping we can find something for D tomorrow since we missed out on that fab corset she wanted :( Still cant find my darn camo pants. Is it such a hard thing to find a pair of basic military (i darent ask for lowrise) camo pants?? MUST i go to an army surplus store?? Geez whillakers. Sometimes i really wish i wa a dyke. Or wish she was. (soo glad shes not)
Ok...to bed PLEASE D!!?? Pretty please? Wif sugar on top? And maybe a cherry?