Yeah, those fuckinng swimmers are hot as hell...and you know since I am the alleged dwarf princess of nymphomania according to SOME ppl I should go to the next Olympics and wait in the locker room and ass rape one of them
Yeah, I am here at work and there is absolutely nothing to do at all. I still have three more hours to kill before I am free to be human again. I have Monday and Tuesday off this week (hell yeah!) but I don't think it will be a lot of fun. See, I have no money at all and to make matters worse I don't have the money for my truck payment this months so I have to go off graveling to one of my realitives in hopes that they will loan me two hundred dollars. I hate begging for money and worse yet I hate paying it back. But that's just the way I have do it....
"Daddy I am a total fuck up can i have two hundred dollars?"
Anyway ... lets talk about something else....life on BEAR MTN!!! Woke up today and Wayne and I were running late for work as usual and we walk outside and I discover the sliding doors were ripped off of our utility shed. It didn't take Sherlock Holms to figure out what had happened. There were five bags of garbage strown about the yard and the trash can was sticking out from between the desheveled doors. Yes, the bears have struck again, just one of the perils of living out in BFE. I know it's stupid but the whole time I have been at work today I keep invisioning a bear roaming throughout our house devouring our dog like the tiny tic-tac that she is. I keep thinking to myself; will I go home and find it totally distroyed, did I lock the sliding glass door? I don't think I did if the truth be known. Wayne swears he's going to shoot the damn thing if he finds it in the yard tonight...I told him that we didn't need a bear skin rug...but it may happen. It's not bear season but at our house it is.
Well anyway a lot of stuff has happened since I last wrote. We had a little problem with the power company earlier in the week. I tried to rectify the situation as well as I could but the situation ended up in a screaming match between Wayne and the poor lady on the other end of the phone. THe conversation took place at work and the conversation became so heated that I could hear Wayne through the rock wall seperating us. None of our co workers had ever seen Wayne so mad and the next day the General Manager called him in her office where she asked him if he ever had thoughts of killing people. So they are scared of Wayne at work, but that could be a good thing.
Anyway like I said I am at work and I have to get back to being semi-productive. Until next time my little nibblets...
OH and if you would like to help out your dead beat losers like me feel free to send a check or money order to
THE STEVANILLA FOUNDATION FOR LOSERS
37 BEAR RIDGE ESTATES
BFE, NC
Yeah, I am here at work and there is absolutely nothing to do at all. I still have three more hours to kill before I am free to be human again. I have Monday and Tuesday off this week (hell yeah!) but I don't think it will be a lot of fun. See, I have no money at all and to make matters worse I don't have the money for my truck payment this months so I have to go off graveling to one of my realitives in hopes that they will loan me two hundred dollars. I hate begging for money and worse yet I hate paying it back. But that's just the way I have do it....
"Daddy I am a total fuck up can i have two hundred dollars?"
Anyway ... lets talk about something else....life on BEAR MTN!!! Woke up today and Wayne and I were running late for work as usual and we walk outside and I discover the sliding doors were ripped off of our utility shed. It didn't take Sherlock Holms to figure out what had happened. There were five bags of garbage strown about the yard and the trash can was sticking out from between the desheveled doors. Yes, the bears have struck again, just one of the perils of living out in BFE. I know it's stupid but the whole time I have been at work today I keep invisioning a bear roaming throughout our house devouring our dog like the tiny tic-tac that she is. I keep thinking to myself; will I go home and find it totally distroyed, did I lock the sliding glass door? I don't think I did if the truth be known. Wayne swears he's going to shoot the damn thing if he finds it in the yard tonight...I told him that we didn't need a bear skin rug...but it may happen. It's not bear season but at our house it is.
Well anyway a lot of stuff has happened since I last wrote. We had a little problem with the power company earlier in the week. I tried to rectify the situation as well as I could but the situation ended up in a screaming match between Wayne and the poor lady on the other end of the phone. THe conversation took place at work and the conversation became so heated that I could hear Wayne through the rock wall seperating us. None of our co workers had ever seen Wayne so mad and the next day the General Manager called him in her office where she asked him if he ever had thoughts of killing people. So they are scared of Wayne at work, but that could be a good thing.
Anyway like I said I am at work and I have to get back to being semi-productive. Until next time my little nibblets...
OH and if you would like to help out your dead beat losers like me feel free to send a check or money order to
THE STEVANILLA FOUNDATION FOR LOSERS
37 BEAR RIDGE ESTATES
BFE, NC
3 comments:
I have to say that though the swimmers & divers have amazing bodies, I tend to be more drawn to the men of water polo...Now THOSE are bodies.
I didn't know you were here too (((Hugs)))
yes I am everywhere. thinking about abandoning my 360...I don't really care that much for blogger, it's not as user friendly as I would like but I am keeping this page ...for now.
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