During a time of financial difficulty, I went to a Saltgrass steakhouse. I parked my truck in the hotel parking lot next door, right near the entrance to an on ramp for the hw. I walked in, ordered drinks, appetizers, and a whopping steak. Then I got up, went towards the restroom, cut through the kitchen, and walked right out the back door, where I bolted across the parking lot and left the premises. I'm not necessarily proud, but you do what you have to do when you have no money.
I know this couple who got married recently. They seem like totally the perfect couple. I asked her what their secret is and she said total honesty and openess. She said the other day, for example she farted and followed through! Then she told her boyfriend and even showed him her pants! Then the same thing happened to me and i tried to show my boyfriend the crap in my pants and he slapped me. So much for honesty.
I'm pretty sure I have herpes. If not that, something equally as not "normal" going on.. Anyway, I'm going to continue to have unprotected sex, and not say a word to anyone. As I see it, if you're having sex with me, or anyone without protection, you know the "risks". Plus, the men I have sex with are usually assholes, so I'm just evening the score in advance. No regrets here! 22/f
Ahhhhhh, humanity. What will you think of next?
Actually I lied. Some of those postcards are just as entertaining as Grouphug.
According to my friend who works at Bank of America, it is a bank policy not to take foreign coins and take paper only because the money has to be mailed overseas. The coins weigh more than the paper, so there ya go.