P. S.

I forgot to mention that I went and had my hair trimmed (per Master’s order. I didn’t want to do it. Because-) and she completely fucked up my bangs.

Nothing like a bad hair cut to make the neurotically self-conscious feel just that much more anxious before meeting new people.

You know what else makes the neurotically self-conscious person’s self-consciouness go through the roof?

A nice big pimple right on their face.

Oh wait! I have one of those, too!

~grumblemuttercurse~

So, Master comes home in just a bit over 9 hours. I don’t suppose there is a magical miracle zit-zapper that works in 9 hours or less?

On the bright side Master comes home in just a bit over 9 hours. I’m totally getting laid.

And you know he’s gonna poke the pimple. “Does that thing have it’s own zipcode?”

Gah.

Stoopid hormones. Stoopid girl.

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