It's August and I have no boyfriend.
I keep listening to sexy music when I should be replaying the Power Rangers theme song over and over again while I read the bible.
August is always the worst month as far as........that kind of thing goes. So pretty much everything makes me think of sex and I have no one to take out my frustration on. It's cruel.
It's going to be very embarrassing if I start humping one of my co-workers legs..."yes, Mr. Johansen did call today and I...." hump hump hump "...dear lord! I'm so sorry, Brandi, I don't know what came over me!"
Mmmmmm...and if I have to listen to this certain boy with a voice that makes me melt...grrr...I need to take a shower...in Antarctica.
August is always the worst month as far as........that kind of thing goes. So pretty much everything makes me think of sex and I have no one to take out my frustration on. It's cruel.
It's going to be very embarrassing if I start humping one of my co-workers legs..."yes, Mr. Johansen did call today and I...." hump hump hump "...dear lord! I'm so sorry, Brandi, I don't know what came over me!"
Mmmmmm...and if I have to listen to this certain boy with a voice that makes me melt...grrr...I need to take a shower...in Antarctica.