The art of Nipple twisting...

or so he thinks...Nipple twisting. Yes, I said it, NIPPLE TWISTING. That's what jackass decided to do to me this morning till I was in tears, shaking and crying from the pain. His reason was so that he could let out the anger he has built up from me not allowing him into the OR when K was born, and leaving him now. He is one twisted, sick puppy. I am so pissed off at him.

On another note, I can't wait to get out of here and I know that I can find other guys out there. A and I were on the phone last night till 3am. I absolutely love the guy to death, and no, not in that way. He has helped me so much since I met him, last night I FINALLY GOT PHOTOSHOP! WOO HOO!!! And it was all because of him!

I'm going out next weekend to the Comedy Club. I can't wait. A NIGHT OUT TO MYSELF! YEAH BABY! I SOOOOOOO NEED THAT!