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femmeemo Wedding Blues - Subscribe

My sister got engaged.
Yup.


I am thrilled for her, though at the same time can't help but wonder...

WHY MUST I ENDURE ALL THIS FUCKING WEDDING TALK?

What sort of satan tortures like this?
The fucking worst kind.
That's what.


If they get married in Europe, I don't think I can go. I can't afford that.

Not with the current price of a Latte.
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Mood: Sore. Achy.
I Hear: Thursday, on Thursday. Apt yeah?

femmeemo Business Woman on ACID Oct 22nd, 2009 12:52:19 pm - Subscribe

That's how I fucking feel.

Meeting here at 7:15, but you also have cover this shift at the centre until lunch time, but I'm going to need you to stop and get these picked up form the copier on the westend before noon, and be to the presentation by 12:20. Did I mention that your coworker called in sick and you have to do it by yourself?

I am streched. I also have three classes during the week, Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday. I'm going to the gym, and I still manage to spend time with the family. I am multi-tasking.

Sure I don't see my man much right now. He's working later than I am, and all we have energy to do is to go to bed when it's all said and done.

But everything will balance right? I don't remember ever being this constantly busy. Training soon, Montreal again. Then again in the spring.

I just want some sweet sweet lovin'. A free latte every once in awhile. Traffic to not be a bitch first thing in the morning.

And above all...

One quiet fucking night.
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Mood: Plundered.
I Hear: Yo-ho A Pirates' Life for me.