This Sunday blogging is becoming an epic. My head is sparking like crazy now. Stupid brain... No you do NOT need drugs.
I had numerous letters from desperate needy men wanting my attention. If only I could answer the call of all of them. Poor souls, No Trin in their lives to be able to love and cherish her, buy her diamonds and books on caring for one's pussy.
Ah well, such is life.
We drove past Natalie's house in the hope of some eye candy. Her gorgeous dad washing his car. There's something about a man sprawled all wet and soapy across the bonnet of his vehicle.
But Natalie's hot father had gone out. Life's a bitch at times.
My Friday night's date hasn't contacted me again. Guess you can't please 'em all Trin.
Tomorrow night is carpentry with Ken, can't wait. Hope Ken is having a restful Sunday in preparation for having this total DIY novice in his class.
What Shall I wear?
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