We fucked... you've got a Problem? - EDITED FOR CONTENT

Poor, lonely people. In fact, poor, lonely people not getting any. Or... poor, lonely, Eric, not getting any.

I loved this weekend! It was the best ever. Not only had I been looking forward to it, because it meant being more time with Rink, but I was expecting some disorder.

And, yes, we had a LOT of sex. Good too. It's SOOOOO good to be in a stable happy couple.

Umm.... now... how many times did we do it? I can't even remember:

@ bed
against the wall
@ the shower
@ the restaurant (under the table and in the bathroom)
@ the kitchen (where Katz and Eric got one good scare)
@ the yacht

Etc.

Feels SO GOOD.

I love being me. HAHA.

And Rink called me 'wifey'. And I smiled. And when we both realized it, we stared at each other. Now, that was disturbing. XD

Katz and Eric? Uff... Something's getting hot.

Carol better watch out with her heart, she's about to lose it.

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I'M SORRY. THIS ENTRY HAS BEEN EDITED FOR CONTENT. I APPARENTLY HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT BREAKING UP AND RECOVERING. OF COURSE. I DIDN'T RECOVER.... OH... WAIT..... SHIT. THAT'S TOO BAD.

I HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK ABOUT ANYTHING.

NOW I KNOW WHY THEY SAY "THE MORE I LEARN ABOUT HUMAN BEINGS, THE MORE I LOVE MY DOG"

SO IF YOU WANT TIPS FROM RECOVERING FROM A BREAKUP GO TO THE EXPERTS. I COULDN'T FUCKING CARE LESS.

DIE.