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I'm SO talked out and tired. Mr Bill decided to go off on another wild one last night and I am very much done. Stick a fork in me! Gawd, my own problem drinking is SO much easier to deal with than that crap. Fenny's gonna kick my ass when she gets back... she reckons I'm daft putting up with the crap and I should throw him out.
It was bad... he hurt Kenny and I jumped in (as one does). Took me all my time not to 911 it. Ridiculous drunken shit from him... just what I need... NOT! I sent him off and he stayed at a hotel but it's really retarded crap. And it's got old. I feel like a damn nanny.
Anyway, Kenny's here sleeping on the couch. And I've dealt with the idiotic crap as well as I can. If Mama had been here there would have been a can of whoop ass getting opened... I can assure you of that!
Off to brush my teeth and rest. Damn...
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