My second wind...

ok ok ok....sorry for the absurd amount of agony. ( alliteration) I'm back...moment of weakness and if you fuckers ever bring it back up to me I will find you...take your mother out for a steak dinner and never call her again...whew...it was a doozy though...well in all honesty it was a little more than just a doozy...Let's relate last night emotion coup de grace to back your SUV over your tricycle riding 4 year old ballet queen...and not figuring it out until you get back from work...So after a nice dinner with C, I'm at M's...after dishing the night's events in full, i'm pooped...andddddd ready for a night out basking in the only substance that continually devotes its ear to my endeavors...alcohol...just have to watch what i drink cuz i'm still technically in work out mode...but i didn't go today (you baneful woman, you ruin me)....but i will drag my ass there tomorrow for a sick 3 hour session to make up for it...keep in touch fuck faces.

XOXO, Fuck You Die Slow...

-D "relapse proof" b