Okay, so I was wrong. The verbally abusive, manipulative, selfish, clueless, nasty 18 year old, already mother of one pitiful baby, who is positive for meth-amphetamines, whos water broke 9 weeks too early (31 weeker) because of the meth use, who is now infected because her water broke, whos baby now not only has meth flowing through its little veins but now is infected and has to be delivered 9 weeks early because of it, who has no questions about the baby only about how this infection can hurt her, who reeks when the covers are pulled back, and who is too fucking fat to turn over in bed even though baby's heart rate is down and brain cells ( the quality of brain cells however is questionable considering the gene pool they are swimming in) are gasping for air............okay, not so fun to take care of.

Not so rewarding.
Scottsdale not looking so bad at this point.
At least rich, demanding white girls usually bathe.
Oh I love my job, love my job, love my job.

The more I know people, yep - the more I like my dog.

I'm so psyched. I believe my co-worker and friend Miss Tina is purchasing Aerosmith tickets tonight, or even possibly as we speak, for the concert on Feb. 1. and 5 of us girls from work are going to go. OMG I can't believe I'm actually going to see them. Beautiful Steven Tyler. In my next life I want to come back as his microphone stand. And Lenny Kravitz is opening for them. Yummmmmmmmmmmy. I'll have to go to Hot Topic and pick out a hot outfit. I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited. Beautiful Steven. (I love you Royce)

Waiting for my cocktail to start taking effect. Nyquil is starting. Will be asleep before the benadryl hits, but will SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. And the Brandy is already warming my soul.

I just want to say how much fun it has been talking to Deb, and Nikki and Cathy here.
And I want to thank Trailady for visiting, being part of our little community, and for always leaving such nice comments. Hell, for leaving comments at all. I always enjoy your comments. I feel like I'm making a couple new friends, Deb and Trailady, and that I'm reconnecting with my two oldest and best friends, Nikki and Cathy. This is a good thing.

I'm in such a good mood. Too bad I have to waste it sleeping. Maybe I'll have some good dreams. Naughty Royce dreams. Naughty Steven Tyler dreams. Royce and Steven at the same time (I love you baby - really, you know its that week, I can't help it). And gee, I'll have to fit Lenny Kravitz in there somewhere. Hmmmmmmm..........what to do, what to do.

Nikki, we need to talk. Sorry I'm working so much. Email me. Angry? I'm sorry. Talk to me.
Deb - keep it up. Lets do this together. I love reading your blog everyday. You crack me up.
Valerie - I'm sorry you are hurting. We are all here for you and care alot about you. We don't ever try to be hurtful, we just all really like you and want you to be happy. I'm sorry about your rings.
And Monica - he is soooooooo cute.

Royce - I love you lots and lots.

Finishing the brandy in one last gulp.
Night night.

Must leave you today with some pictures of beautiful Steven.

Listening to Dream On.