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Mood at the Moment:
Saturday, Dec. 10, 2005 - 1:17 a.m. HELL AND YES!!!!!!!!!! I am BACK.
Fuck You and FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!
I spend all day periodically looking at a clock I can't see trying to decipher what time I left the room, how long it took to work one head and four limbs and if it is time to turn them over. Yes, I am a Massage Therapist. This is my bitch journal. I love what I do but GODDAMMIT... there has to be SOMETHING to bitch about, right????????? So for right now my bitches are mostly uptight, arrogant, rich sons of bitches who come get a massage at a big fucking resort. I work on them. I get paid. It isn't yet my dream job but it pays the bills. Worse yet - I work for the biggest bunch of dumb fucks who are lucky to know how to push a pin and don't know a THING about human relations.
Ok more to come later. Just thought I needed to start somewhere. Then end of my old reasons to bitch and my new ones. Am I happy? HELL YES! But will be moreso when I have my own practice. But, friends... life is all about the obscure and if the life of an MT isn't just THAT then I'll be FUCKED. And hopefully in a good way:-D
Later.
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