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oh the nausea, I'm just home and I feel less than 'fabulous'...Gary forced me to drink wine and coffee until I puked.Then he slapped me around.I'm pissed and fat looking.He slapped me about the face and pulled my hair.I felt all embarrassed sitting in his studio.Oh I Didnt amuse him as much as I should have.Oh dear.And I did no work.And I forgot to take my pill.Oh dear.I love the bugger...if he were crippled in a horrific accident,I'd dedicate the rest of my life to spoon feeding him.Oh but I'm so fat today.I wish I werent drunk.I hate wine.The other girls are jealous I'm Garry's gimp,I worry they might turn on me.Oh dear.I worry Gary will abandon me.Oh dear.I worry that that I'm not 'Fabulous'Today.