The Ripped Soul

Work on Saturday was bullshit as expected. It was hell in a cell. It was the royal rumble, the TLC (Tables, Ladders and Chairs) match, it was the Buried Alive match. It was all the matches WWF would have to offer.

But I'm a SURVIVOR! I'm not gon give up!

And I survived.

Hated nits and ends here and there, but I made it out alive. In one piece. With money. So I guess Ignorance was my new best friend that day. I thought I had an emergency in the morning, but Lyn saved my ass once again. Darling did my hair and make up. AND she got Kiji to drive me to work.

HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!

It's for little itty bitty things like that, thoughtful stuff.. which is why I love her so much.

Here's to working with her on Tuesday... hope that's fun.