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Perfectly Horrid Days

Today I am thankful that perfectly horrid days are few and far between. 


I don't want to b!tch too much or else all the bad stuff will keep happening.  

In a nutshell, my ex came home and announced that we were getting divorced because he can't protect me from his sister.  

Then he tells me to screw my friend.  

Then he tells me he wants me back.  

Then I tell him I think he's my stalker and he runs off.  

So...

Shaken, I go upstairs to take a shower.  I have a little tiny vial of some kind of heavy duty acid.  I think it's TCA.  I don't know.  All I know is that I have to dilute it to a 10% solution or my skin falls off.  I'm trying to burn off my stretch marks and dry skin in preparation for spring.  

I carefully take the top off the bottle and drop it before I get a chance to dilute it. 

It falls all over the sink, the floor and some of it landed on the outside of my most sensitive part of my naked body.  

On the front....I now have third degree burns.  

Thank goodness I don't have a partner!!  

Darn it!!  

Hey...on the bright side, the acid takes stains off of porcelain sinks quite nicely.  

I'll keep that in mind.  

It looks like I'm going to be celibate a little while longer.  

Well...

I could be creative.... 

if I could justify it...

for the right person....  

This is karma for telling the hottest guy on the planet no, isn't it?  

This is karma for not going to a concert that I would really enjoy.  

Bring it karma...I deserve it!  

I guess I'll have to stock up on skin ointment.  I betcha this is going to scar.  

Sigh.... 

I hope the boils go away soon.  I don't want to have to explain this to my physician.  

Being vain certainly leads to some serious adventures.  

It's not worth it.  

Love ya, 

S.  




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