Wynn, no problem, if you can’t take some **** here you’ll get eaten alive.
Me, on the other hand, am trying to figure out how much *** I hafta kiss then what it’s gonna cost for my dumb outburst at home today.
My lady did something dumb which she rarely does and made a smartass remark I took as if it was my fault. I warned her I was gonna be on steroids for 6 days and not take me seriously since I’d be jacked up, out of my mind. Well, in my usual brutally honest way, I laid into a spiel that would make even a seasoned man take a step back. She’s definitely not a mouse in the corner so it got very heated to say the least.
I couldn’t be with a mouse in the corner because I’d just run all over them that’s why I’m with her. Now I’m pretty sure the last thing she said was to not only eff myself, diaf, get pumped and pegged and about every other put down you can think of before telling me the only poosay I was ever getting would have to be from my cat!
I’m gonna kill the inventor of steroids. Those on top of my thyroid pill means I’ve had 2 hours sleep in 3 days. I can’t not get sleep and be accountable for my reactions and replies.
It’s only day 3 of 6 on the steroids and I’m already dead and no sex evidently. Can’t wait for the next 3 days.

Never should have made that left turn towards Albuquerque. Guess I better learn how to eat crow, ****, pride and just give her my wallet. God help me over these next 3 days.