To anyone who knows my boyfriend, please never mention my post about the gay Christmas tree. I attempted to discuss with him the Christmas tree owners' gender theory and he got all pissed off, thinking I was dissing his tree and calling him gay. He'd have a fit if he knew I had blogged about his little tree. That boy has a temper on him.
I got drunk last night and then attempted to watch the season finale of the Apprentice when I got home from my beer extravaganza. I woke up at 5 am on the couch, with a muscle spasm in my lower back and no recollection of what happened on the show. Actually the spasm is more in the upper ass region. I'm not sure if it's a muscle issue or what. It hurts like a mo fo though.
I have to go to the boyfriend's company holiday party tonight. I'm going to freeze my ass off in the little cocktail dress I'm going to wear. Fun times! Yeah! Whoooo! Whoooo! I hate Christmas.
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