  If they are going to tell me that I don't love them, I am really going to smack them and then cry. Work is really stressing me out. Reports reports and more reports. Plannings reports, plannings, reports. Plans, plans, plans. Promoters, promoters, promoters.
ARGHHHHHHHH!! Jac, you know I will not dump Kin San even if he is wearing lacy underwears!! Basket. Called him last night to chase him to go home. Again. That is my sweet temp =) My sweetheart is sick tonight.
But he still has the energy teasing me and my pillow, so that couldn't be that bad. But then again, he chose orange juice over beer, now that worries me. You know, last night I really had a lot in mind to write but I just couldn't remember. I think I am getting old. Fast. 
