Whoopee Fuckin Doo.

Well I'm back. Whoopee fuckin doo.

Vacation was great. Vacation all I ever wanted. Even after Hub came out, I had a great time. We had so much to do, so many people staying at the house and it was a ton of fun.

See, the thing I fucking HATE about vacations is that they end, and you're right back in the suck of your crappy life. So, for 12 days I was happy and comfy and didn't stress much and definitely no crying. I come back here, and I'm right back in it. Knee fucking deep.

My husband is an ass. Fuck him, I say. And not literally, either.

Anyway. I'll update more when I have more time.

Ciao.

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