dear doing the bath thing diary,
the row of crumbs in the underwire of my bra is what has been itching me for the last hour. i just pulled my boob up and what i saw under it fucking startled the shit out of me. slacker. who lets cookie crumbs fall down their shirt and nest there? well i did. i shook my bra out. then i took three minutes to tenderly scratch the living fuck out of the underside of my breasts and they are feeling much better now. five more minutes of cookie crumbs rubbing against me and i would have went INSANE, without a doubt. i forgot i even ate a fucking cookie because i usually don't. becky is the one up next for a bath. she is getting a shower though. ima do her in just a few minutes here. the grump is on the block next. chop chop. then my bra.
