Changing Rooms of the Rich.

Trying on dresses is entirely more enjoyable when you have a little stage surrounded by mirrors from which to privately view yourself in. All the dresses fit me but I couldn't stand them because I looked like someone else. Someone who wore these kind of formal dresses. But it was excellent to twirl in the mirror while Jesuspenis sat and stared. She really pays attention when I try things on.

Kendal, on All My Children is now certain that her baby father is not who she thought it was but the insemination doctor who used his access to infertile couples to spread his own seed. He fathered hundreds of babies. Kendal should just forget about it and move on - what's done is done. But instead she is running around her apartment building in her housecoat in a panic.

I left my house today to buy a maid of honour dress for a woman who is pretty much my sister. I left early though because X called and I didn't want to answer and was afraid he'd come over. So I left, feeling free. Just down the road from my house, as I idled in my car to turn left I noticed a man frantically waving at me from inside his vehicle. I always ignore this type of behaviour so I turned away...until the person yelled my name and, to my horror, I saw it was X and he yelled: "Give me a call!" I stared blankly at him through my oversized sunglasses and made my turn.