11/16/08 * edited

Joseph woke me up at 10. Doll is throwing up, I’m bringing her back to you.

She got her about 15 minutes ago.  I put her straight in the tub.  She also has diarrhea and shit on herself on the drive here.  Oh yay.

Gotta go scrub her hair.  It smells like cigarettes and dirty dog.  I just love it when she comes home like this.

*edit

Yeah, umm cleaning diarrhea out of the carpet sucks ass.  She was running to the toilet and the poop was streaming down her legs.  She cried because she thought she was in trouble.  I cried because she was scared she was in trouble.  It was a great sight, I’m sure.

It’s been a shitty day.  Hahahahaha.  That was so stupid it was funny.  I called Jessica to tell her that Doll was sick and not come over because she catches everything and I think she got upset with me.  I’m not sure.  I would feel terrible if she got sick from being over here.

Then I had to call William and tell him not come over.  I can’t cuddle with him and clean shit at the same time.  Not very romantic.

I can’t wait for next week.  Hopefully I’ll get to spend the whole weekend over there.  Guess we’ll see what happens.

Ugg.  I need a shower.

Y’all take care, 

Mandy 

Ovarian cancer: It whispers, so listen.