lc23tina's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The booze WILL help I should be sleeping. I need to rest to properly enjoy the cosumption of booze. Lots and lots of booze. I have a little problem. HEARTBURN. Oh my goodness, it feels like there is someone inside my throat and stomach with those fire torches. stomach: Hey! leave me alone you little flame throwing bastards. flame throwing bastard: It's not our fault you stuffed your fat face with a ton of chinese food. stomach: It wasn't my fault, I grumbled and the next thing I knew I was getting bits and peices of egg roll landing in me. flame throwing bastard: Too bad. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Whew. Some days I just want to make myself vomit to feel better. I know it's not a pretty picture. Ok off that not so desirable topic... Wedding @ 3:00 pm. I bought a killer outfit. I am going to looking SPANKADELIC! black slinky type of pants with a silver chain/decorative belt, and a nice long jacket to go over them. I already had a shirt to go under the jacket. I couldn't find a pair of shoes I liked, so I settled for a pair I have here and bought new running shoes instead. I spent a good penny to look decent for this thing. I am now getting nervous, I mean REALLY stomach shaking, hands quivering, heart pounding nervous about metting John's family. Metting his brother and father just about gave me a heart attack. If I were smart I would already be giving blow jobs to truckers to get the heck out of this town FAST. Booze will help. Booze WILL help. BOOZE WILL HELP! I wonder if I can polish off a case before the wedding even starts? 1 beer for me... another beer for me... 1 beer for me... another beer for me... Man, I shouldn't be this nervous. There opinion dosen't really matter does it? I mean John has seen me on good days and he has stayed with me thru the really bad ones. I should have nothing to worry about. And if there is something worth worrying about... THE BOOZE WILL HELP. I better get my butt in gear and crawl into bed with John. Night. Wish me luck that I don't puke on someone. -T 2:11 a.m. - 2002-10-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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