Dear God. Why did you make me fat. I had great difficulty in finding pants that would fit loosely upstairs and fitting downstairs. Actually, i am just lazy to send most of my pants for alteration.
Dear God. Thanks for making me fat. For the fatness that you gave me rewards me with a true love. Bebe loves the calories you presented me. How lucky am i.
Dear God. Why do we need to work? Why is there such a thing as work less, pay less. Work more... pay lesser. You bet it god. I dont know why im still with coffee bean.
Dear God. Thank you for the job. For the pay. And for my colleagues who are not so political. I am now able to gladly purchase my desires. The inouvi eyeshadow pallette is now waiting for me. Calling.. calling my name... i seem to be able to smell it from afar.
Dear God. Its now 5:34PM. Do you think i should try getting out earlier? Im scared. I have never sinned.
LOL.
Gots to go. Data entry time.
Ninja SB-OF
