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I'm sleepy

Gosh, it feels so wonderful tonight! I have the house (oh, did I mention that I bought a house?) all to myself without the mister here to nag or otherwise pester me about using the overhead light instead of the lamp or other such nonsense. Right now I'm supposed to be transcribing three innocuous-appearing but completely mind-numbing recorded statements, but the tapes were blank. Do you know what that means??? THAT means I have the whole rest of the evening to play. You know what I'm gonna do with the plethora of free time however? SLEEP. Ah, beautiful, lovely sleep come wrap me in your warm, snuggly arms and kiss me, darling. I love you, sleep.

So Mr. T has this thing. We have have HAVE to call each other after work to touch bases and whatnot. But I was a bad girl tonight and enjoyed my 45 minute commute in the rain without talking to a soul. And then I came home and had leftovers. Then I chatted with the kid and helped him order pizza. Then I smoked and hooked up the DVD/VCR. Then I called, but he didn't pick up the phone. I'm either in lots of trouble or he's out at the casino gambling - despite the fact that he still owes me hundreds of dollars for this month's bills.

Le sigh. If we were married and had insurance on each other, I could feed him a rat poison sandwich and be RICH, baby! But I have no intention of marrying him because he already wants half of my assets but can't get financed cuz his credit sucks. Heh. Try again, Bucko.

Anyway, so I get lots of free time. So I think I'll go sleep. Yeah, baby.

8:55 pm - 12.26.06
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