Kevin ([personal profile] thirteenrocks) wrote2004-03-08 10:21 pm

Its a Sara Lee Cheese Cake night

When I get down, or just feel kind of blue, there is nothing like a Sara Lee Cheese cake to make things better...

...by a Sara Lee Cheese Cake, I don't mean a slice, but the WHOLE FUCKING CAKE! Grab a fork, spoon, or Sproke, and dive in. If anyone knows how to throw a pitty party for one, it's me! Poor me, Poor me, Pour me another.

Sometimes I get caught up in the little things and make a big deal out of something that isn't per se a big deal, and today is one of those days.

I was to meet up with my Accountant tomarrow to work on my taxes, and well to sleep with him. A married, older man, I decided when I ran errons (Michaels Crafts anyone), that it wasn't a good situation to get myself into, and to avoid it. So I am going to mail my w2's ect.. (I will never do my own taxes, it's greek to me. I feel bad, and kind of that I did the wrong decision, but in my heart i know I did the right thing. I just feel like crap about it.

Heading out tomarrow to see the rents. Sometimes I know they don't understand my motivation behind things, and it causes friction, I just hope they lay off, and give me my space. i am me, and i am the world leader pretend.

A big shout out to [livejournal.com profile] auryn24 and [livejournal.com profile] bparis for hearing me out...and offering advice.

[identity profile] auryn24.livejournal.com 2004-03-09 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
One question:

WHERE'S THE DICK?

You left me hanging. ROFL

Got dick?

[identity profile] thirteenrocks.livejournal.com 2004-03-09 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry, computer froze and lost connection.

Modern technoligy at it's finest.

BTW: where are my beads?

BSBS
(big schlong Bead Slut)