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I have so much to do, and never have enough time to do it all. My puppy just peed on the floor, I have laundry piled up to my knees on my bedroom floor, and to be honest I don't feel like doing any of it. I'm getting completely stressed out looking at it, though. Somehow, I feel like if my house isn't orderly, then it makes me a scattered person. I feel much saner when everything is orderly. But no neurosis here or anything like that...
Speaking of neurosis, a friend of mine has become obsessed with anal sex. She doesn't want it, she wants to give it... With her finger. I'm thinking she'd better ask her boyfriends first. I guess I only find this so amusing because to look at this girl, you'd think she was a virgin. She dresses like a six year old girl, complete with ruffled collors and A-line skirts. She goes to church with her parents every Sunday. Still lives at home. Dunno.
"Lost" is on tonight. Season finale. This is the highlight of my day/night.
That's purty sad.
Speaking of neurosis, a friend of mine has become obsessed with anal sex. She doesn't want it, she wants to give it... With her finger. I'm thinking she'd better ask her boyfriends first. I guess I only find this so amusing because to look at this girl, you'd think she was a virgin. She dresses like a six year old girl, complete with ruffled collors and A-line skirts. She goes to church with her parents every Sunday. Still lives at home. Dunno.
"Lost" is on tonight. Season finale. This is the highlight of my day/night.
That's purty sad.