To grandmother’s house we go…

In random stream of consciousness style…

Listening to my family bitch in a car all day is almost enough to turn me into a sadist. Just almost, though.

My new glasses prescription is surprisingly strong. I didn’t realize how dull things were with the old glasses. Plus, I’ve got the naughty secretary look down with my new frames.

Results came back, and I have no STDs, woohoo. My dad apparently has herpes, though. My mom can’t keep secrets.

My sister officially knows I’m on collarme and other kinky websites. Not so sure this is a good thing… she’s off getting high right now. We are soooo opposite.

I miss my nipple clamps. Is that bizarre?

On an ending note…why is it that I’m always most primed when I lack privacy? This happens too frequently for my comfort.

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