09.14.05 :: 9:49 am

the plan today is putting yesterday's asshole on ignore.

So far, so good. As long as I don't look up/acknowledge her voice, we're golden.

I absolutely can't wait for the weekend. Party till ya poop.
And, for the mister's birthday gift, I am going to go with the incredibly unpersonal but incredibly useful deluxe Cuisinart Food Master, or whatever it's called.

Because he's a chef in the making, and because it sounds so dominatrix-y. Food & Sex. You can never go wrong.

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