*sigh*
Today was one of those days where I knew I shouldn't have gotten out of bed. I could use the excuse that our clocks here in California jumped ahead one hour, thank you daylight savings time, but I won't be exercising that reasoning today. To be honest, I feel like shit. Not sickly, but kind of that icky feeling due to a headache, stomach issues, acne (yes, acne), and dare I say it, too much ass-fucking.
Why there is no such thing as too much fucking, there is a thing called giving your ass a rest. I'm not saying that I took an endless supply of meat recently or anything of that sort, but sometimes having it once two nights in a row can be a bit exhausting on my virgin-like manhole - save your comments. Needless to say, it's off limits for a couple of days. I'm taking a sabbatical from bottoming until I feel I am up to the task of being nailed by a thick lengthy tool.
*sigh* once more.
Looking beyond that situation, I am hoping that my post-gym Burger King Coke Icee will kill the headache, the food I am about to consume will smooth my stomach turns, and the medication will clear up what became of my face after my two consecutive Fridays of hosting that gutter whore Toxic Waist. That skank seriously needs to lay off the heavy make-up. It's not like she is working on the corner of Santa Monica and Highland, but then again that would be a job at least.
*sigh* yet again.
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