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New year, finally.
Things are starting to work in our favor finally.
Bill is going back to the rigs, I'm going to work my ass off on my paintings.
No stories about New Years eve because we did nothing because we didn't even know it was New Years. Got a six pack, watched some movies, I was out by 10 PM. I do have a funny story about the other night though. Billy passed out in the bedroom whilst I was out here bored and drunk, no one was online to talk to so I decided I wanted some sex. I go to the bedroom, sneak myself under his cocoon of blankets and do you know what with his you know what. After about 30 seconds he wakes up not realizing what is going on, clearly, because he starts talking about computer shit. "Oh honey the motherboard can't handle this I guess we need a password now, blah blah blah" I'm keep doing what I am doing, trying to not laugh. After about 7 minutes or so of him talking about passwords and this and that about the hard drive and me trying to steal secret information about the Enterprise via blow job I decided the poor bastard needed sleep not head.
So after a few moments he came out into the living room with me and once he finally woke up he explained his nonsensical dreamy ramblings of how he was a captain on Star Trek and I was trying to get information from him, so yeah, we had a good laugh.
In other new I am a raging PMS beast who is going praying mantis on my man's ass.
And last night I had the worst stomach ache of the most embarrassing kind. Crapped half my body weight I swear but that's what I get for eating nothing but shit for the past couple days.
Going in for a kiss, or lecture/pep talk?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Your guess is as good as mine.
-posted by kelly
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