I've Decided....
Drunken, slutty men: my new favorite entertainment.
P.S. Glad you didn't puke, Toby.
I know, I know...I'm in total denial and it's not healthy and blah, blah, blah. I'm pretty sure that I may have entered another dimension at some point and I'm being forced by nature to live some poor loser's life.
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Damn girl. You need to sleep.
I know, but I can't seem to get to sleep or stay that way for more than 3 hours at a time. Sympathy pregnancy or something. And for all that wonder, the P.S. is totally separate from the first part of the post. I'm sure Toby can be drunken and slutty, but I have yet to witness it.
Hmmm, interesting night at work???
Not really. Same old bullshit. Just an observation. New view of the old scene, you know?
Damn, I thought we were going to get to start some conspiring, secret telling and spying on Toby.
Awwww, c'mon. You know those clove cigarettes represent some inner sexual identity. And...the conspiring, secret telling and spying is not out of the question. Things are kinda boring lately and we could use the entertainment.
He smokes cloves? I'm out.
Clove lips are sure some tasty lips though. hmmmm.
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