*spell check ate that last sentence to hell

So it’s like 48 something hours before Pissy & Recovering Straight girl fly in. If I were smart I would probably be trying to hide the dead bodies of ex boyfriends I have hidden in the garage. I might want to make sure I put up enough plastic to hide the lights coming out from under the closets where I have my pot plants growing. You just KNOW that Recovering Straight girl will be checking my closets.

I’m not. I’m sitting on the couch with a bag of Cheez-it’s and sugar free peach tea watching “Will and Grace.”

Pathetic, I know…but true.

There is more things I need to do outside of hiding my porn video making studio, moonshine making kit & arsenal of guns.

I need to clean too.

Pissy emailed me in a frenzy earlier. It’s weird how you can HEAR her frantic accent even through emails.
She was worried about coming to see me and not hearing from me so I called her.

Just for the record; I realize after 4 days with Pissy I will be sporting a really tacky TN accent. If after being on the phone with her for 15 minutes today I went to pick up the girls and hollered from the car, “Ya’ALL get movin’, it’s hotter’n hell in this damn car!”