last night i was organizing my CD collection into the artists blood groups. when i was halfway through the doorbell rang to the theme of rocky IV, and when i answered nobody was there. as i started to close the door sissy pokes her head round the corner! she had been there all the time! untold.

i told her what i was up to and she offered to help.

as we were sorting i noticed she was looking at some of the CDs a little more intently than was decent, but i let it pass, as is my nature. at 3AM we were done, and i offered a back rub. she declined and said she had to get home to watch ‘third watch’ at it’s regular time slot.

as she fled out through the hallway i noticed she was bigger than i had remembered, but put it down to the fact that i was tired and my eyes thin.

the next morning i was admiring my collection only to notice that it only went down to the 5th shelf out of seven whereas the day before sorting it had filled all seven of them. it was only then that my mistake had dawned on me; only last week patrick ‘the cunt’ kielty had told me that he had caught ms spacek stealing leonard nimoy albums from the hmv that employs him. the little bitch had half-inched all my sci-fi related albums!

that’s okay though as they were shit.
Current Mood: hilltop
Current Music: lionalplasty – rhinoplasty