no fucking sex- I NEED MY EASY BUTTON PUSHED!!

So I'm the new Easy Resident Tech at store 1733 (Staples Express on Fresh Pond Rd in Queens) and I'm loving it- wish I didn't have to really do floor sales but I'm learning and getting good at it.

Har har, noooooo, I'm not an "Easy" tech, bitch. Ain't no one gettin' into my pants that easy.


Onto clarifying last post's tongue whetter-
No, I no longer have 5 guys in my life, CALM YOUR ASS YOU-KNOW-WHO. lol, I had many weeks before I met the current man in my life, now it's a split decision between two guys, and unfortunately, Imma have to drop 1. Poo.

Currently, I'm lounging with this sexy beast- hairy, muscular, manly, encompassing. Lovin' him and lovin' his fire. He can pound me and work my energy. Very good stuff.

But I have Fire Island Will. I can't skip him too, can I?
I loved what we had while on vacation, I loved how we slept together, how I worked into him and he worked into me (and this dude is also packing, gawd, why do I always get the hole-stretching big fish?!)

Well yuppers, 2 guys. Poo. Not seeing Fire Island Will, not in love with him, but I wonder if there's a chance for something really good being with him.

Seeing Easy Button Guy, not in love with him (and I don't wanna say anything that'll ruin what we have [I HOPE I HAVEN'T!]), but I kinda know where I stand with him, and I like that.

Fuck, I'm distracted every fucking second by the tele.

Well let's wrap this post asap before commercials are over:
-Fire Island (I HOPE!) this weekend! wooooo, just gotta _not_ blow my mula.
-Just hit 169 lbs this morning... ONE SIXTY! wooo, finally getting to 150! and soon -I'll be all buff and sexy. I just needed put my body into ketosis one more time and shed these last few pounds immediately, then I can start toning.
-Fucking binging on rice now (fucking Tropical Restaurant didn't want to accept my card 'cause my order was under $12 and my usual girl wasn't there, so I couldn't buy rice & beans earlier, now I'm binging much later before bed, gurrrr.)
-Figuring out my financial situation and how I can move the fuck out ASAP. EBG has pointed out how toxic my parents are (not that I wasn't aware) but finally made it so obvious that it really is hurting me.