Bye bye 2005.

Only four hours left of 2005 in my time zone. I'm looking as gorgeous as a girl can look after 10 hours of wigged out customers and constant mopping of dirty floors. Which means not so bad.
I'm wearing my naughty-dress. The one I bought for Christmas, but failed to notice how serious the cleavage was. Well, I've safety-pinned it and hopefully my boobs won't run off.
Guests will be arriving shortly, and they damn better be on time, NOT early 'cause then they'd meet Love in his undies, shaving and getting done. He's been Mr. Muscle today and tidied/cleaned the whole apartment while I was at work.

Well... happy new year everyone!