Ok, at least an e-shotgun? The lady next to me is raving drunk and annoying. She keeps getting in my face. She's drunk (ok, yes, I'm at the bar). "Why are you here? We should put out a two single ladies ad." "I'm married" "So am I!" Yea, except I care about that. Then she asks: "So why are you here?" "Because I lost a baby." "Oh, that's so sad, I have five." ((spitting on me now)) Etc., etc., I can't even keep up to type the rest. Kiss off b!tch. I want my beer and food ("what is that, soup?" Yes, d!psh!t, soup.). Leave me and my beer the F alone. (Sorry for the long paragraph; ipad and in no state to code breaks.)
Mama to 5 angel babies, 1 rainbow baby, and 2 more angel babies.
My beautiful Ella/ToT arrived 10/10/12.