Smegma Oh snap. I cannot sleep. Once again, I am plagued by the menopausal sleeplessness and I am pissed off at the Hubster, as he said that he was too tired to boff me tonight. He did say that he pumped up my bicycle tires. Like that's supposed to make up for no sex. Fie, fie on him, I say. Note to self: Look for a new job or actively try to get D fired. Or both. Next note to self: stop beating yourself up over your weight gain. You take prednisone. All you can do is your best. Another note to self: wake Hubster up and boff him anyway even if he is a poophead. All he wants is sex anyway, it's the foreplay that wears him out, which effectively makes him a pro-am selfish poophead. Also note to self: make the poophead buy you a better saddle for your bicycle, one that won't make your area (read: OZ fanny) hurt after riding it for four miles. Last note to self: make K and her Hubster meet you and poophead for drinks tomorrow because this funk ain't gonna go away on its own. BLEAH.
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