Let Your Ego Die..

Evening all.

I'm lying here in bed, its about one thirty in the morning on the 21st December and i'm catching up with my backblips, whilst waiting for the current Mrs R. to come home from her work christmas party, which she :

a) didn't want to go to and had to be coaxed into it this morning
b) was adamant that she would be home by eleven as she was driving and working tomorrow.....

I'm not worried, just faintly jealous!!!

night all

marilyn manson