2 Brunette Blow-Up Dolls Please

I have hatched a plan. 


Genius really. 
You see sometimes during the week I have a hard time trying to figure out why the hell I work full-time while taking 14 credit hours at the local college and AND AND I still care for the 2 demon children I squeezed out the vagina. Am I crazy?? I suppose I am but that is besides the point right now. 


I found a temporary solution!


Jen and I need to acquire 2 brunette long haired blow-up dolls to switch places with us at the workplace that way we can go eat and drink while the rest of you workers are working. Guys at work will never know! SHHH. Not like they talk to me much, or even give a shit about me. I could pull it off. Totally. 


All that was needed were 2 blow-up dolls; Hair extensions for Jen's bitch; business casual clothing for our whore dolls; voice recorders and a get-away vehicle. Easy. 


It was a serious plan. 
See: 

me: We should buy blow-up dolls to pose for us during work and go grab drinks. No one will ever notice!

 Sent at 9:08 AM 

me: Who has blow-up dolls that you know? See of Joe has a couple in his truck, hell check the back seat while you are at it.

Jennifer: HAHAA! i love the way your mind works...i think i have some under my bed

ewww...i dont even want to know what these perverts have!

Joe prolly only has black ones anyways!

they wudnt work

 Sent at 9:12 AM 

me: yeah. I am not dark. DAMN IT! Plan is ruined, thanks JOE!

 Sent at 9:14 AM 

Jennifer: hmmm...need a plan b! stupid life ruiner 

Joe

And then my plan was ruined. 

I knew this was going to happen. 


ALL I WANT IS TO DITCH WORK FOR A FEW HOURS. I hate being stuck here in this... this....this... place. 

Also this week in school: 

I am taking a Social Work class and it dawned on me. 

"I hate people....what the fuck am I doing here?" 

Good going Rox, good fucking going.