Not a lot going on here today, kids.
Today is the first day I have felt like a human in about a week. I slept without a bra finally! And I while I tried to rip my right breasticle off while looking for the remote under the bed this morning, I'm doing a-ok, partners. It just feels like someone beat me about the chest with a Louisville Slugger.
No biggie.
Yesterday, I came home to a dozen roses... from my surgeon. Nice touch. Boobs and roses for only a few thousand dollars. Hell of a deal, no?
Oh! And I want to own the majority of everything for sale here. Mostly just the beer nuts wallet though!
Friday, September 12, 2008
It's Friday, Yo
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Um, I love your surgeon. And he didn't even operate on me! I am so glad you are recovering so well!
What a classy guy. He did feel you up (and inside) though, so I would say the roses were due!
Yay! I hope you are feeling great!
The roses are a nice touch. Given he DID get to cop a feel or three, he should also take you to dinner.
;)
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