Blah blah..Oh look!! Something adorable!

I keep telling myself to sit down with my laptop, get comfortable, and write a damn blog entry. Then I convince myself that its pointless to do so since I have nothing to write about. And yet here I am. Writing about nothing. Rambling about...nothing.

Well, since April 30th, I've gone on vacation, worked as much as fucking corporate will allow me, did housewifey things (a girl has gotta practice), gardened, went to the county fair, made homemade pickles, and canned potatoes. Interesting huh? Its not, I know.

Oh!! I just thought of something! Last night, while drinking at the bar with some friends, I came to realize that I'm  extremely dirty, and yet adorable and innocent. Example; We're discussing porn, sex, and curing women's "Hysteria" during the Victorian age (cause we're dirty-minded history nerds). I turn and see a puppy-dog. Mid-sentence, I transform into the girliest 10 year old ever. The estrogen knob is turned up to 11 (kek), and I exclaim "Look at the puppy!" in such a high bitch squeal that the said puppy's ears would bleed. Which would be super sad, mind you. Puppy is fine, don't worry. It was a block away. Maybe this is why my 12 year old puppy is deaf now...hmm...   Back to my story! Immediately after my outburst, with no segueway, I return to the current subject of sex and prostution in Antient Greece. To much amusement of my friends. My closest friends are used to this, but still entertained by it all.

I have no real ending to that story. Saw a few more doggies, above reaction was repeated.

Next week: The County Fair and Deep Fried Deliciousness

St. Valentines Day

Also known as; buy me some flowers, gimmie something shiny, maybe some candy, and a nice dinner...you might get some pussy. (The real thing)

Hell, it would work on me. But the man prolly got pussy from me last night, and will get some tomorrow just because I like to give it up. This year no pussy will be had. Instead I went out with my girl, got some Indian food, flirted with the waiter, did some bar hoppin, saw a band, chilled at a friends house and fell asleep around 3am. I'd say it didn't totally suck. I would have enjoyed ending the night with a boy, but my newly named Doc Johnson toy, Jacques, will do just fine. God damn do I love that thing.

Enjoy your Sunday all. Have a sexy pic =)

The Wind has no Destination

Holy fuck balls....has it been that long since I've updated?! I deserve a spanking. Yes! A spanking! And then the oral sex!! (yay Monty Python reference. I'm a nerd...but hot. You want me.)

Coming soon to The Blog:

• Vikings
• Metal
• Sex
• Porn
• Christmas
• Retail
• Maybe a review

Stay tuned. <3

Let me tell you something...

I'm happy despite this pit of depression. I choose to behave or not to; choose when I'm a good girl or a bad girl. I choose peace over "war" because I can't stand any more betrayal and pain. I rely and trust in no one cause I learn from my mistakes; and yet everyone rely and trust in me. I choose the hard way when something simple is standing in front of me, with hands groping for me, reaching out for me, because I'm stubborn and hopeless. I wait for it patiently, but complain all the while. I run wild, but always come home to you and my own bed; whether you're there keeping it warm or its cold once again. I'm random when it's appropriate. I follow up but don't follow through. I write in sharpie but carry white-out. I'm loved but alone. Alone but not lonely. Forgiving but not forgetful. I'm your dream girl but I'll never be yours. The best you'll ever have and never get all of it ever again. I live every moment, enjoying the little ones, so that when the big one comes along I'll know how to react. I'm not fucked up, you are. And life is too simple and short to stand so still.

Deal with it friend, love me as I love you, don't let go, and enjoy my ride.

Cellophane flowers of yellow and green

It's a bright, beautiful sunny day and all I want to go it be inside with the curtains drawn and be alone. Maybe it because I'm bleeding. Maybe it because of my money problems. Maybe it's because Zac is home but busy. Maybe its because of some other problems. Maybe it's all of the above. I work, I work in the yard, I eat, I watch tv and movies, I sleep. A few times Zac steals me away and I go outside. He can always make me smile, he's always had that power.

I wanna visit My Hetero-Life mate. But I'm so poor it would be boring as hell, and I'd love to go out or something.

I promise world, I'll come out soon.

You're All The Things I've Got To Remember

Hai thar blog! Did you miss me? I missed you...I know...I've been a very bad girl not updating you. But you like it when I'm bad. It turns you on...

Ok, enough with the dirty talk to inanimate objects.

I have nothing to report really. Zaccy is home. It's bliss...most of the time. We play, hang, and chat. I missed him so much, I'm not over him being home yet. I glomp him on a daily basis with said excuse. No one has any idea how much I love and missed him. I have a few best friends, but none know me as well as him and no one ever will.

In other news my fling is over. I need to focus.

Work is.......work. I enjoy it actually. I love shopping for people, it's kind of awesome. I'm not caught up on my debts yet. Not even close. I'm trying to save, but I don't work much or get paid much and all my money goes straight to paying bills. *sigh* I miss getting tips. Boobs were good for such things. Yay boobies.

The weather has been wonderful the past few days. Wonder how long it will last eh? I haven't gotten the chance to really play in it. Mostly yard work. Which is what I'll be doing today. Zac has/had drill this weekend (and on his b-day! sucks) so no BFF to play with. The talk is there might be a lil chillin today when he gets home. Of next week, neither of us work. Fun times will ensue. Good weather mean a trip to the Columbus Zoo!!! Mom and I go every year. Last year we went in April...it snowed. Yay Ohio?


So did I cover everything? Love, work, weather, friends, family....oh! Sex!

FIRST ADULT THEMED BLOG ENTRY!!
BE WARNED!!!!!!

Well...kinda...first adult themed blurb in a blog entry. Yay penis! I has a sore booty.

OK kiddies! Go outside and play! It's beautiful! And wear sunscreen!!

P.S: Is it time for Ragnarok yet?!?!?

'Cause you've taken too much time, To show me that you're mine

Ah yes…at least once, every girl needs to go through the drunk ex-significant other phone call. The one where they tell you that they’re happy for you and whatever you’re doing or whomever you’re with. And that they are your best friend and always will be. But they love you, you were and are the best thing to ever happen to them and they’re sorry that they messed up and lost you. And if in the future things don’t work and I want to come back, they are there waiting.

A little late…don’t ya think?

Well he’s still my best friend.

And we’ll see how things go when he’s home and we start hanging out again.

And not drunk.

He kinda had his chance…more than once.