what's the deal, people?

what--do you all have LIVES or something?
god damn you all to an everlasting fiery hell of eternal damnation.
and stuff.

i guess i can't complain.
i go out a lot more than some people with kids.
it's just that i want to go out every single night.
sooo...
it's never enough.
i'm insatiable, you might say.
nah, i'm glad to not be a party girl.
my place is here with my little nuglets.
but still.
hubby's going out without me tonight.
grr.
guess i'll have to stay here and surf for porn, free music and scour the earth for chatt buddies who are also enormous lame asses because they're home on a friday night.
ha!
maybe all us lame asses with "no life" will have a chat room orgy while all you folks are at bars listening to other people's jukebox selections, losing at pool, getting turned down by all the girls you bought drinks for, and peeing on your own foot in the dimly lit bar restroom....YOU will be missing out, ma frens.

missing out.

take me with you!!
someone!
please!!!!!!
let me out of this suburban nightmare!

ahem.

all better.

i have meaning to add a couple of new links for a while. Theodora's Box is a wonderful read. If you're not reading it already, check it out. she's funny and all that good stuff. Then there's Belle de Jour...who is a London call girl. she's very down to earth, and gives just the right amount of detail when describing her work day.

wish me luck--one hour forty five minutes til bed time....ugh....