Sooper-viser doo-tees

I decided today that I really do like my job. It's a ton of work and comes with a lot of responsibility, however, it's a good solid starting ground. I never really planned on going to school for Business Management, but I think I changed my mind. I like working a place where the scenery changes alot (pretty much every week) and yes, this includes some of the shiny, happy faces I have to see. I love the people I work with, most of them anyways. There are a few that I would love to see get terminated for ridiculous reasons, but I won't mention any name ;) Ash, you know EXACTLY who I'm talking about... By the way, Tampax Pearl is the only way to go. It just slides right in...so comfortable. LOL Yeah, I probably didn't need to go into that much detail.

So, I bought this really hot corset that's a coral color, along with long black gloves. Can you say that I'm gonna look SO HOT in that shit?! Yes, I think...not. I think its cuter than the leather, though. I think I'm getting into the whole dressing up thing. I wasn't really into it before, but I always thought about it. I loved the way that my ex used to react to it whenever I did that. I always felt incredibly sexy in a pair of pink booty shorts with a little tank top on...or a see through black teddy with a black thong...and then the guy just starts fucking the hell out of you cause he thinks it's so hot. Man...I really need to get laid.

I'm jumping from horniness, to serious news. I got some terrible news about my grandpa today. He has cancer and has had one lung removed so far. However, the other lung is filling up with fluid and has some sort of leakage going on. My mom said that we may bring him up from Tennessee to live with us. What's weird about it is, he's not even my grandpa. When I was little, my mom was a waitress at this one restaurant. Well, him and his wife used to always go in there and they became good friends with my mom. Well, when I was born, I automatically started calling them grandma and grandpa. My grandpa and I were extremely close; closer than I've ever been with any other grandparent besides my mom's mom. I can't handle watching someone I love die though...I'm not sure how it feels to watch someone die, as I've never had to before. I'm sure that it's not the most amazing feeling in the world though. My mom would much rather he was here, so that he's not alone. So, I was crying pretty much the entire night at work about all this stuff. It's just really upsetting to me...

Car Update: My dad replaced my fuel filter the other day, which seemed to solve the problem...for three days. Today, when I started my car to head to work, it was making this really really really loud rattling noise and seemed to putter a bit down the street. So, I got halfway down the block, turned around, came home and told my mom that I needed her car. My dad hasn't had a chance to look at it yet...hopefully tomorrow. I haven't been to Jazzercise in three weeks and I'm beginning to feel bloated. I'm going in the morning, dammit!

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