I'm actually blonde, not a ginger nut.



Each day that goes by is a day closer to Billy heading to the rigs. Like he said, everyday he's gone I'll be posting and farting everyday.
We had a wee little fight last night the way people in relationships (who drink) do and I locked myself in the bathroom for a little while to have a beer and cigarette and calm down and as I was sitting against the door I tooted and unbeknownst (blogger doesn't recognize the word, fuck it) to me, it echoed not only on the floor but against the door as well. So yeah that lightened the mood a little bit when I came out of the shit-machine. He said it sounded like a Harley. So I farted some more to remind him why he loves me.
I'm a lady I swear... well, I have a vagina which makes me a female if not a lady.

During our little tiff I needed a breather so I went for a little stroll around our building and decided to knock on this lady's door that I met just a few days before who told me someone stole her laundry from the washer in the laundry mat we have in the building, I was drunk so hence forth I was chatty and told her about how the week before some bitch face took mine out of the washer and just threw it on top of one of the dryers. I hate apartments, there is zero respect when it comes to personal possessions like your underwear. Getting off topic so I knocked on her door, said hi did you find you laundry. She did. Her name is Flo and I think she's going to be me new best friend.
My good bud Darcy is coming out here tomorrow I can't wait. Expect much fun and pictures for the week that he is here.
Much love, your dearest drunkest Kelly.
This is our baby Lilah
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