just got my own bac!
aww, taww, never tmi on this thread. isn't that obvious? look at all of MY spilled guts!
...speaking of, sorry to disappoint, murph, i also have small boobs. not just bumps, but not too much more. i hope you'll still post on my thread. i'm tallish, though, and have great thighs and arms. glad that we're keeping this thread a little inappropriate, as that's my middle name.
so i did it again, i went and killed my battery. just after giving a state test, i was leaving school as quickly as possible, only to find that i'd left my lights on. why the fuck did i have my lights on?! it's not even dark when i leave home at this time of year! at that moment of devastation, all i could think about was how pissed i was that i have a friend coming over for dinner who says he doesn't want a shag w me, but his eyes tell a different story. i am so sick of men who want to shag me, and the man i want to shag -wantED to- wanting to shag his buddy. (as i finished typing this, he texted to say he'd be happy to fix my headlight, if his back weren't out -which is true, it is. when will the excuses run out?! perhaps when i cast my shag-net much wider.)
the good news is, two angles (women! hot, professional women) jumped my car for me. one even offered to drive me home if it didn't work. too bad she's married. ('specially for you, murph.)
so, i'm feeling very ornery. four more days of work feels like an eternity. i took a cat nap today, in my classroom where, alas, there is no bean bag chair. i lay there in my bac-induced thrum, my mental battery long-ago dead, unaware of the fact that, as i lay, i was killing the battery in my car. nothing poetic in that. i'm just procrastinating going to pick up my son. and inciting you all to go buy some toothpicks.
speaking of, sometimes i reflect on my thread, and i think that it is so indulgent, full of irrelevancies. and i feel so selfish keeping it going. the only thing that has me keep posting is knowing that, ultimately, it is for me. that if people don't wanna wade through all the kerfluffle, they won't. i doubt anyone comes here for enlightenment. this is for me, and for anyone who wants to participate, whether they post or not. but sometimes my ego gets the better of me, and i think 'why should i bother?' but before i know it, i'm back again, spewing my nonsense. much to the chagrin of my ego. so, if you're lurking and you care, you might chime in and tell me. or not. whatevs. i'll probably keep coming bac for more navel gazing.
and if 'someone' won't deign to re-send that email i didn't get 'cause yahoo sucks, i will try really hard not to take it personally, or let it make me leave mwo, my lifeline, forever and ever, making you wonder for the rest of your life whatever happened to that racy gal who can't get a good shag. but no pressure.
love you all. i'll probably be back.
aww, taww, never tmi on this thread. isn't that obvious? look at all of MY spilled guts!
...speaking of, sorry to disappoint, murph, i also have small boobs. not just bumps, but not too much more. i hope you'll still post on my thread. i'm tallish, though, and have great thighs and arms. glad that we're keeping this thread a little inappropriate, as that's my middle name.
so i did it again, i went and killed my battery. just after giving a state test, i was leaving school as quickly as possible, only to find that i'd left my lights on. why the fuck did i have my lights on?! it's not even dark when i leave home at this time of year! at that moment of devastation, all i could think about was how pissed i was that i have a friend coming over for dinner who says he doesn't want a shag w me, but his eyes tell a different story. i am so sick of men who want to shag me, and the man i want to shag -wantED to- wanting to shag his buddy. (as i finished typing this, he texted to say he'd be happy to fix my headlight, if his back weren't out -which is true, it is. when will the excuses run out?! perhaps when i cast my shag-net much wider.)
the good news is, two angles (women! hot, professional women) jumped my car for me. one even offered to drive me home if it didn't work. too bad she's married. ('specially for you, murph.)
so, i'm feeling very ornery. four more days of work feels like an eternity. i took a cat nap today, in my classroom where, alas, there is no bean bag chair. i lay there in my bac-induced thrum, my mental battery long-ago dead, unaware of the fact that, as i lay, i was killing the battery in my car. nothing poetic in that. i'm just procrastinating going to pick up my son. and inciting you all to go buy some toothpicks.
speaking of, sometimes i reflect on my thread, and i think that it is so indulgent, full of irrelevancies. and i feel so selfish keeping it going. the only thing that has me keep posting is knowing that, ultimately, it is for me. that if people don't wanna wade through all the kerfluffle, they won't. i doubt anyone comes here for enlightenment. this is for me, and for anyone who wants to participate, whether they post or not. but sometimes my ego gets the better of me, and i think 'why should i bother?' but before i know it, i'm back again, spewing my nonsense. much to the chagrin of my ego. so, if you're lurking and you care, you might chime in and tell me. or not. whatevs. i'll probably keep coming bac for more navel gazing.
and if 'someone' won't deign to re-send that email i didn't get 'cause yahoo sucks, i will try really hard not to take it personally, or let it make me leave mwo, my lifeline, forever and ever, making you wonder for the rest of your life whatever happened to that racy gal who can't get a good shag. but no pressure.
love you all. i'll probably be back.
I was gonna type "fat" but I've been working out like a mofo, and while I'm still chub, I'm replacing that with muscle pretty quickly. :-)
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