Contrary to general thought, this is not a sex post.  I wish it were...kind of.  This is more an update on WHY I have spent nearly everyday since November 24th...IN BED.  That was a Tuesday, and that Tuesday I was supposed to meet Brian's parents.  Unfortunately, that had to be put on hold because we were both called into work.  That was bad enough, enough to ruin my day, then work sucked in an epic fashion, fortunately Brian was going to be over later.  Then Buddy called and asked if I wanted a ride to the Wal-mart on Elmore, I look at the clock and say yes.  Brian works there and I would be there as he was getting off and just go home with him, PERFECT plan, right?  That day was rainy, and when we got to Wal-mart I was walking about average speed, which is to say slightly faster than normal.  I slipped.  There weren't any mats or safety cones or anything, but...I still slipped.  I couldn't get up.  Brian was paged, and when he got up there he saw that I was in a wheelchair.  Mom drove me to the hospital, Brian and Buddy followed.  Brian stayed with me, and was there when I heard that I had to have surgery.  I broke my ankle in two places, AND dislocated it.  I was put on morphine, and they put my ankle in place, which hurt more than I can even explain.  Apparently I'm entertaining on drugs, Amanda showed up and was thoroughly amused.  I fell at 4:50 or so, and was in surgery by 10, when Brian left.  He had to be at work the next morning at 8.  When he got off work, he came to the hospital and spent the night with me.  He bought flowers and balloons and I kinda fell a little more in love with him than I was, which I didn't think was possible.  I came home the next day, Thanksgiving.  Then Friday was my birthday, which was fairly bland.  Monday, however, Brian came over and spent the night.  We watched movies and ate pizza, and that was fun, but most of all I was just SO happy being with him.  Really, there's no one else I would rather be with if given the opportunity.  After he left, I totally got him the awesomest Christmas present ever.  Was it more than I should have spent?  You betcha, but...he's worth every last penny.  He'll be over Monday, to play cameraman when I get my hard cast.  I can hardly wait for the hard cast and to see him.  Anyway...that's about all the update...oh two screws and a plate was the damage. 

Life has been an epic win as of late.  Work is alright, I'm doing better at it.  It's fairly routine but I need to get some parts down still.  I have a hatred for people who pay in nickels, or have crumbled dollars.  I'm nice to everyone though, and really nice if they're attractive. 

Thursday Amanda and I went out on the town.  What were we doing you ask?  Getting free toothpaste!  Hy-Vee had a one day sale on tubes of Colgate for $.88.  Amanda had 18 coupons for $1 off.  Don't believe me?  I have pictures!!!



I don't know if you can see that, we paid $1.11 in sales tax, AND paid that in change.  It was awesome.

I was texting someone through the whole ordeal.  Brian.  Brian is officially called "the boy" by Amanda.  Brian has met my dad, Amanda, and Uncle Jay and Aunt Sherry...I'm impressed he still speaks to me, let alone digs me.  Thus, I have a reason to shave my legs.  He even kinda makes me want to get my license...badly.  Not to mention he's so pretty I want to go to Wal-mart when he's working and ask if I can have assistance in the fitting room...with his teeth.  He'll be over Wednesday, I'm super excited.  This week is SLLLLOOOOWWW if only for that reason. 

Yeah...that's him...and that picture in particular makes me want to do some very dirty wonderful things to him...it's weird, I know.

Ok, the title...it's a bit suggestive, and I'll get to that.  First things first though...


I got a job!!!

Now that that is taken care of, I start Thursday at the Wal-Mart gas station on Kimberly, yall come visit now!  Damn I look good in work clothes too, just saying.  I actually got the job yesterday, at the interview, so...I'm super excited.

Also, yesterday I went on what I suppose would technically be a second date.  I gave boyfriend a handjob, and feel kind of skanky for the experience.  Ok, not that I did it, but that I did it so soon.  I mean, haha, two weeks ago I had never been kissed and now...yeah, I'm just flirting with "ho-bag." 

Moral of the story, I'm happy as a clam...but a dirty clam...and that's probably dirty in a very good way.  God I need help, haha.