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madness mayhem and chaos rule supreme in my life right now, i just finished moving house and im living out of boxes every day filled with a new cry of " where the fuck?" or "did you see which box such and such is in?" its my own fault i guess the closet isnt big enough, my shoes are homeless and destitute without the racks i kept them on before , so do i rush out and solve my storage problem...nooooo, i bitch and whine and think to myself " i know i have to move again in the not so distant future so do i leave everything in packing crates and save myself the hassle further down the line or do i unpack and just make people help me at the later date???"



As i ponder this dilema i realise my vacation dates are slowly approaching , ahhhh for the peace and tranquility of the north yorkshire countryside 9 whole days at one with nature living in a tent screaching " where do i plug my hair straighteners in and jesus christ theres sheep out here get in the fricking car!!!" I used to go camping every year as a child 6 weeks on the cornish coast towards lands end discovring the smugglers coves and tintagel where the legendary king arthur held court..( please excuse my typing i had nail extentions done and keep mising the keys) so i think il cope il have my nintendo ds and a book , the book will be used to belt digby round the back of the head with if he kicks my ass at mario carts oh and digby will be there to amuse and entertain !!!!!



Saturday night just gone saw my friend james celebrate his 29th birthday so to mark the ocasion my steel boned satin corset came out of the refines of my closet, once digby had laced me in and ide gotten over the cracked ribs and inability to breathe (but who cares when your breasts look so impressive was the response i got from himself) it was time to get in the cab, trying to sit down was a feat in itsself i had to get in ass first, et someone else to close the door for me and try not to suffocate as my breasts rose up around the bottom half of my face ....................the night was a good one despite me not being able to breathe and attracting every weirdo in a 10 mile radious " who knew ex hells angels sang so well and that the tall guy with the 50's quiff had killed a man and would do so again if anyone upset me based on the fact my corseted chest was impressive and he had a 9inch cock he wanted to show me ( please god let it be of the poultry variety ) ....quick run away lol..