the plan was to:
-study for finals
-get J organized so he can study for finals
-have lots of sex
-do several loads of laundry
-clean the kitchen [something stinks in there & i get to use my swiffer sweeper vac!]
-make J go to taco bell, wendy's, and/or mcdonald's several times
-watch some basketball
-cry because J still gets to drink and smoke and i don't, i'm fat and he's not, and my tits are always sore
-and of course, listen to my baby girl wiggling around and talk shit about her daddy


but that's been shot to hell because i was just informed that i have to go to a stupid christmas party TONIGHT with J so he can do some networking.
[insert all kinds of profanity here]
if he's the one who's gotta do all the networking, why the fuck do i need to be there?
now, i gotta hurry around town to get a facial, mani/pedi, find a dress and some shoes, and find someone to do my hair.
all at the last minute.

why is he so fucking stupid?
he had to have known about this damn party well in advance but he decides to tell me 7 hours before we have to be there.
douchebag.

i can totally pull this shit off though.
i'll get everything done and still have an hour left to fuck around but i won't out of fear of messing up my hair.
but then there's the actual party where i'll be forced to mingle with rich and miserable housewives.
i hate those bitches.
i jut know one of those whores is gonna touch my belly without asking and i'm gonna have to stab a bitch in the face.
ugh.
J promised me somebody's gonna get drunk and tell everybody's business-- you know there's some scandalous shit in the corporate world-- so i have to use the high probability of old-people drama as my motivation.
that, and we get a [free] ride in a limo there and back.
we haven't fucked in one of those things in a long time.

wish me luck.

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