My Fair Lady
Written on 09/08/04 @ 1:17am

I wasn’t really sure if I felt like writing or not. I’m so tired and tonight is my first night to get off from work and come home to an empty house. That sucks something’s balls!!!
I’m just not used to it (our house) yet. I’m not used to the new noises or the railroad track. Things like that. Example: When you are washing and drying your clothes, the house starts shaking. Crazy, huh? Though, I do love this place. It is already coming along smoothly. I think that by the time we get finished with EVERYTHING it will be won-der-ful!!!

I had a really funny story about my period, your period, his period, etc. It’s in one of my journals and quite frankly, I’m too damn tired to look them up. Anyway, the part that I do remember was writing about how my Aunt Mary came to visit me twice last month. She’s a “bloody bitch”. That was so super fab of her to think of me like that. Then, I thought to myself that I’ve never really called it (your period, your thing, whatevah) anything like a name. Then, I came up with her name. She will now be referred to as Eliza Doolittle. Yes, it’s from one of my all time favorite movies and is the name from one of the most beautiful people to walk this earth. I love me some Audrey Hepburn. I love that name. Eliza starts off slow, but conquers all in the end, just like me, my period, and my vagina. Heee!!!

I’m really tired y’all and I have to work like 12hrs tomorrow, so give my writing a break, I think that it’s funny and like I’ve said many times before, if you don’t like it, DON”T READ IT!!!

Scoop the poop, now, and then go clean that tub, bitch!!!
  ¶ 6:53 AM