:( I miss my SweetCheeks!!!
I haven't seen Ryan since saturday. He went home for a few days to spend some time with his parents, and since I have to work, I was stuck out here. Only, I think if I had my time back I would have went out on saturday too, since this was my weekend off. Oh well I guess. It really sucks being alone all this time. At least tomorrow I have to work, so I'll have a couple people to talk to.
Tomorrow is my first overnight shift. I really don't know what to expect. All night, and it'll just be the three of us there. The girls that usually work night shifts are cool, I've worked with them for a couple hours before, so heres hoping I'll like it. There probably won't be many customers during my 11-7 shift, but thats ok. We have a list of things to stock-up and clean and what-not, so hopefully that will keep us busy. If not I hope we all find something interesting to talk about. :S
I got my tattoo after. The guy that did it has twin boys, and one of them almost killed me with a VHS. Threw it right at my face. He said he's convinced the doctors removed their tails after they were born. I didn't disagree. They were cute, but one of them especially was a little demon. Turns out though, that I love my new ink. Its so special to me, and I thought it was going to hurt but it really didn't. Kind of felt like he was ripping my skin open, but it didn't last long. The girls that were with me kept saying I had balls for getting it on my foot, but I'm convinced it didn't hurt anymore than a tramp stamp* would. I decided not to put any pictures of my tattoo on the internet, unless its password protected, because I don't want anyone to have the same one I do. I customized it, and don't want anyone to have the same tattoo I do. If you want to see it though, I'll send you a picture, or let you see it in real life, since no ass cleavage will be involved.
What else do you want me to say?
Oh yeah!! Remember that guy I told you about? The one that I said was my 'work boyfriend'? Well, he was on the missing list for a while, like a good couple of weeks. To my surprise, I was about to call a search party, and he walks in through the door. I told him I thought he was dead, but it turns out he was working, and had to go away for a while.
Ryan won't be home till wednesday night. And I have to work that night too. I already hate overnights. Maybe someone will ask me to trade. Doubt it.
*a tramp stamp is a tattoo on the lower back. Usually, but not in all cases, a girl with a tattoo right above her ass is a whore.
Tomorrow is my first overnight shift. I really don't know what to expect. All night, and it'll just be the three of us there. The girls that usually work night shifts are cool, I've worked with them for a couple hours before, so heres hoping I'll like it. There probably won't be many customers during my 11-7 shift, but thats ok. We have a list of things to stock-up and clean and what-not, so hopefully that will keep us busy. If not I hope we all find something interesting to talk about. :S
I got my tattoo after. The guy that did it has twin boys, and one of them almost killed me with a VHS. Threw it right at my face. He said he's convinced the doctors removed their tails after they were born. I didn't disagree. They were cute, but one of them especially was a little demon. Turns out though, that I love my new ink. Its so special to me, and I thought it was going to hurt but it really didn't. Kind of felt like he was ripping my skin open, but it didn't last long. The girls that were with me kept saying I had balls for getting it on my foot, but I'm convinced it didn't hurt anymore than a tramp stamp* would. I decided not to put any pictures of my tattoo on the internet, unless its password protected, because I don't want anyone to have the same one I do. I customized it, and don't want anyone to have the same tattoo I do. If you want to see it though, I'll send you a picture, or let you see it in real life, since no ass cleavage will be involved.
What else do you want me to say?
Oh yeah!! Remember that guy I told you about? The one that I said was my 'work boyfriend'? Well, he was on the missing list for a while, like a good couple of weeks. To my surprise, I was about to call a search party, and he walks in through the door. I told him I thought he was dead, but it turns out he was working, and had to go away for a while.
Ryan won't be home till wednesday night. And I have to work that night too. I already hate overnights. Maybe someone will ask me to trade. Doubt it.
*a tramp stamp is a tattoo on the lower back. Usually, but not in all cases, a girl with a tattoo right above her ass is a whore.