and her cat sits with his tail out so his anus touches everything

Hey why don't you stop crying for a minute and let me explain myself.

I don't have an explanation, I don't even care.

Sometimes I forget to even read blogs and I actually do care about that because after reading some fucking shitty writing lately, I realize that XTbagX is a genius and if I'm not reading her blog every day then I'm a total fag.

Someone I call Phenomenal here at work (because she says to 'have a phenomenal day' on her voicemail) asked if I wanted to try some of her tea so I says "yeah sure, what flavor?" and she said, "comforting".
wtf?
I wonder if they have "ejaculating".
Then someone I call Christie Black (I think this nickname is pretty obvious here) asked if I wanted her banana because it was too ugly for her to eat. I told her she was a shallow bitch and I took her banana anyway and ate it like you'd hope to catch me eating it.

Anyway, everything is mostly the same except I have to spend more time designing things on the computers and less time not doing that. I raked it in with my own special brand of Valentine cards and art that now hangs on other peoples walls-people who could give a shit about the artist but just want to say they have local art on their wall.

Anyway stop fucking crying before I fucking give you something to fucking cry about.
Wow, THAT'S love.