So I sit here speculating what's wrong in my world and the hottest guy in it walks by. Nothing. I can't even get excited over my dear sweet sexcrush. The body with no brains that I have been dying to fuck since the day he walked in after coming home from Iraq. He looked me dead in the eyes tonight and made the raunchiest comment. Nothing, I had nothing. I didn't even hardly respond.  He looked so disappointed. What the hell is wrong with me. Normally this guy could glance in my direction and I have to go change my panties. Nothing.

Maybe I'm just tired, here I was not a few hours ago ranting about wanting to fuck anything that moves and I may have just blown the perfect opener to fuck the one guy that gets me going every time he works.

I'm bored out of my goddam head right now. Sometimes I hate this job. I know people who would kill to do what I do, but when theres nothing to do and I just sit here, waiting for someone to email me or come on AIM/AOL.. I still got nothing! I can only resurf the same 100 websites so many times in one night before I want to shoot myself in the head.

Well here's good news, I took a purity test out of sheer bordome and I'm going to share the results with yall now...I'm 18.3% pure or 83.7% corrupt. Did I get a B or fail miserably? I guess it's all in perspective huh? sadly...or happily as the case may be, I don't think that score will ever change considering the questions I didn't answer yes to involved sex with animals, having STDs and abortions and commiting rape and getting arrested for murder. Although ya never know, I heard somewhere women can claim PMS once and get away with it. Nah, I don't want to find out the hard way that it's not true.  

Anyhow, before I bore anyone into sleep...

Good night yall

Scarlet

< for you Sami! I'm the undercover Ninja