winkgirl4's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Guess Who's Back? Help- can't...seem...to get...on top of...all this...work-arrgggggghhhh. I have been buried, lately. Running since I walk in the door. Not even enough time to download porn on the company computer. How is there just not enough time in the day for that? That's just wrong. Oh, then at night, I am having so much damned "me" (masturbation) time, I'm afraid to tell my therapist about it. I think I have finally convinced her that I'm sane and now I'm depriving myself of sleep, drowning in self pleasure. I usually have a pretty healthy sex drive but this increase has me a bit concerned. Perhaps it's just due to the fact that I am really missing Christian. It could be that I am purposefully exploring my sexual boundaries (more on that later). Then it could be that I'm simply reading the wrong bedtime material. Let me end by saying, "OH MY GOD!!! I am so going to pull this woman's fucking hair out." 'Look, bitch (and I mean that will all due respect) but when I tell you what I WANT on your fucking application, that's what I want to see. I don't need you to spend fifteen minutes of my time, throwing your attitude around and telling me how the application, itself, is misleading and that you are sure you are supposed to put down some other information. I want THAT information. THAT information right there. I don't care how you think that applications should be organized. Put the fucking information on there and shut the fuck up.' Now, back to sweet, little me. 11:25 a.m. - 2003-01-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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