May 10 8:35 PM (on tagboard)
Trollop: Hullo everyone. Dead tired! And Harlot is a slave driver! She will surely burn in hell for her evilness. “Clean the floors Cinderella, wash the ceilings Cinderella, do the dishes Cinderella.” That’s all I hear!
May 10 8:59 PM
Trollop: My tummy hurts...
Harlot: Drink tea.
Trollop: You’re the one doing this to me :@ with your evilness!
May 10 11:38 PM
Trollop: We’re really bad LOL, but you are worse—you evil spawn of satan!
Harlot: I am not! Excuse me but I am devil’s seed.
Trollop: Pardon me LOL.
May 13 12:16 AM
Harlot: To be honest babe, I’m relieved. :S
Trollop: Of course you are. You make ME do all the talking, you evil woman.
May 13 12:13 AM
Trollop: No! We have to be nice LOL.
Harlot: I was nice!
Trollop: Well, you weren’t the evilest bitch of them all, but I’m thinking you make, at least, the top 100 list.
It’s probably because a) we’re both busy preparing interviews for some authors that are going to come over and actually spend some time with me even if I’m with Trollop; b) engaged with either BFs, tiring work, RL stuff; and c) very, very occupied watching MY Raoul *wink* take his shirt off over and over and over again (oh my) and then present us with that oh-so-bitable arse of his.
The fact that my “to be read” pile is growing at an alarming rate doesn’t help either. Not to mention my “to do” list is getting longer, while my “to shag” file is getting shorter (weird). Anyway, since, at the moment, I can’t do anything about my TBR and TSF, I decided to update my TDL instead:
Things I need to do:
- Go back to finish university, and finally get my degree.
- Pick up something a hussy friend has so generously send.
- Talk to post office due to missing packages. Bastards. Grr.
- Get a hair cut. Not by kitchen scissors and my own two hands. I’m thinking fringe.
- Catalog new acquired books.
- Learn how to cook. Pushing microwave buttons doesn’t count.
- Learn how to live with scary dogs around.
- Find some new cute undies.
- Buy new jars of Nutella. For “stock.”
- Go to gym to get fit. Means more stamina.
- Go to Italy and shag Raoul.
- Visit Trollop in her tropical island and go salsa. No sushi. No pineapple.
- Get a rabbit.
- Get a G-spot vibe.
- Have an orgasm in a public place. *shy* (I’m being totally honest here, you know! LOL)
- Watch BF shower, then hop in and join.
- Get handcuffed and spread with Nutella.
- Shag Raoul senseless and/or until neither of us can walk anymore.
- Birthday gift for BF he will never forget.
For those of you who are thinking I’m PMSing while writing this, you bet your arse I am LOL. I’m emotional, cranky, bitchy and horny—and apparently evil. I’ll find myself thinking up creative ways of how to torture the people who are annoying me, and then, when I cool down, I’ll be dreaming of doing number seven on the second list. Especially when done after number six on the same list... Accompanied with number three, or four, or both afterwards...