Hmmmm, found myself a sissymaid to perform all of the household chores. Damn this takes a lot off of my mind. There's so many things I want to do with the new house and a house this size is overwhelming even to the most compulsive person (don't point your finger at me!) He did an excellant job today on the kitchen and bathroom. And the best part...he goes the fuck home, no drama, no whining, no "may I lick you feet mistress because this is all about my fantasy not yours mistress".
I'm on call work for the first time. It's quite interesting. I don't want to jinx myself but so far there have been no deaths, fires, or riots. Worked from home today because BGE called me last week telling me that they needed to tear up my basement and replace the gas system. The gas was off so I froze all day. The rain sucks. Today is the first time my bike got rained on. I feel like a neglected parent. That fucker's gonna rust and I'm gonna cry. Maybe I'll find a transportation specialist to clean my car and bike with a toothbrush every week.
I recently got scolded for writing about my bike on line but keeping it a secret from my boy. He should lose He-man privilages for a week. Especially since he doesn't have an account here. So much for surprising him with an invitation to ride bitch. I guess I shouldn't write anything about working for the secret service or the addiction I have to porn. Wait, he already knows about the last one. Now get back in your cage and stop throwing your pooh!
Another week concludes of masturbating my soul.
I'm on call work for the first time. It's quite interesting. I don't want to jinx myself but so far there have been no deaths, fires, or riots. Worked from home today because BGE called me last week telling me that they needed to tear up my basement and replace the gas system. The gas was off so I froze all day. The rain sucks. Today is the first time my bike got rained on. I feel like a neglected parent. That fucker's gonna rust and I'm gonna cry. Maybe I'll find a transportation specialist to clean my car and bike with a toothbrush every week.
I recently got scolded for writing about my bike on line but keeping it a secret from my boy. He should lose He-man privilages for a week. Especially since he doesn't have an account here. So much for surprising him with an invitation to ride bitch. I guess I shouldn't write anything about working for the secret service or the addiction I have to porn. Wait, he already knows about the last one. Now get back in your cage and stop throwing your pooh!
Another week concludes of masturbating my soul.
conchobhar:
That made me laugh....

ezeerider:
hehehehe...... yep...definitely a hoot.