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The life of a porn addicted housewife.

Saturday, December 24, 2005


Christmas Eve is nothing like it used to be.

When I was little, Christmas Eve was the most exciting night of the year. I knew that Santa was coming and that when I woke up in the morning I would have all kinds of surprises. It would be hard to go to sleep because I wanted to here the reindeer on the roof. I would toss and turn until I finally fell asleep unwilling.

When I got older and had a child of my own Christmas Eve was still exciting. Ap0k and I would wait until she finally fell asleep and then we would rush around getting her presents wrapped and under the tree. Everything had to be set up just right for when she woke up in the morning.

Well here it is Christmas Eve again and I am pretty much miserable. My daughter is grown and has a child of her own to deal with. It’s 10:30pm and Ap0k is asleep. I am sitting her alone, fussing with my computer, like almost every other night of the year.

What a thrill.
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