So it’s going on 4am. And by some divine miracle I am awake and not falling asleep on my laptop. I am getting some “signs” of my tiredness though: I’m cold, yet my face is flushed, and my eyeballs are drying out really, really bad. But I’m too lazy to make another run for eye drops. I’ll just wait until I’m done doing the work I need to do, and then pop out my contacts and crash.
Hey boys… do you ever stop scratching your junk in public, or around your wife? Dan is sitting here on the couch beside me, and I look over to see what he’s up to and find him with his hand in his boxers. Ew. Just ew. You know, we girls get itches and such too, but we’re discreet and PROPER and wait until we’re somewhere private before addressing matters. You may be hot and we may want to jump all over you normally, but your attractive rating goes down big time when we catch you doing something like that!
Ugh, 4am is creeping ever closer. We have the TV on, but I think at 4am we’ll switch it off. At that point there isn’t much on, besides infomercials on how to enlarge “that certain part of a man’s body” and how to win at poker and online casino games.


Thank god my bf don’t do stuff like that in public or around me
he’s a well mannered greek boy LOL
x0x0kT