On the philosophy of my boobs.

Interesting title, I know. I was wearing a low cut shirt at work Monday and this older woman complained about my boobs. It was funny as hell because my Gran and my boss decided that I should wear slutty stuff to work. As long as my nipples and what not are not showing. I laughed. A lot. That lady was just jealous because my boobs are nice and hers are not.
My little cousin got into a car accident last night. Other car ran a stop sign and Nichole tried to swerve to miss them but still ended up hitting them. The van is totalled. Nichole, however, is fine. A little bruised and more than a little freaked out. I'm just glad that she wasn't hurt.
Today is my mom, Jody's, birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!! even though you'll never ever read this. I'll only get to see her for a couple minutes today when she comes into work to get her turtle cheesecake that Mike and Tim are saving a piece of.
I had so many more things I wanted to say on here right now, but I have work in 15 minutes so I really need to be getting off of here. I'll try to add more stuff when I get back.

Later Loves,
ReJect

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