It's a Trip and a Half...
...For the past couple of nights I've been hanging out with her and her friends at an awesome studio apartment in the Flats. It makes me excited to drive down there knowing I will unabashadly walk into Ben's apartment, and he will greet me with kisses and some horrid drink in which will will toast to Vagina's.
...I sincerely think everything happens for a reason, and I think Raychel was brought into mine so I could meet Dom. He's amazing, guys. He has one blue eye, and one brown. Hes huge. 6'6 and beautiful. When he hugs me, I'm practically lifted off the ground. And hes not that really tall, skinny type like Scott Neff( no offense Marissa), hes completely in porportion and just adorable. We read Dr. Seuss together, and he tells me I'm "wicked gorgeous". What do you say to that? "Thanks?" We compare "fat parts" and I win everywhere except for the gut. Ha. We went on Ben's roof, which overlooks the entire city, and we just talked, and it was brilliant. I fit perfectly into the crevace in his chest.
...I'm soposed to be at work, but was sent home, along with Ms. Woj, because were sick, and have been trhowing up. We think it was the pizza we ordered yesterday for lunch, but I feel weak, and its hard to breathe. I hope I'm okay by tomorrow. Although, I do have the whole day to sleep. Viva Port Clinton!
...I'll go sleep now, because I promised Kris I'd be back at work by 3, so I can do aftercare. Tschus Kids. Meg.
...I sincerely think everything happens for a reason, and I think Raychel was brought into mine so I could meet Dom. He's amazing, guys. He has one blue eye, and one brown. Hes huge. 6'6 and beautiful. When he hugs me, I'm practically lifted off the ground. And hes not that really tall, skinny type like Scott Neff( no offense Marissa), hes completely in porportion and just adorable. We read Dr. Seuss together, and he tells me I'm "wicked gorgeous". What do you say to that? "Thanks?" We compare "fat parts" and I win everywhere except for the gut. Ha. We went on Ben's roof, which overlooks the entire city, and we just talked, and it was brilliant. I fit perfectly into the crevace in his chest.
...I'm soposed to be at work, but was sent home, along with Ms. Woj, because were sick, and have been trhowing up. We think it was the pizza we ordered yesterday for lunch, but I feel weak, and its hard to breathe. I hope I'm okay by tomorrow. Although, I do have the whole day to sleep. Viva Port Clinton!
...I'll go sleep now, because I promised Kris I'd be back at work by 3, so I can do aftercare. Tschus Kids. Meg.