Stroke 9

Don't you hate it when people post the lyrics to some lame song and call it a blog entry? Get over it. It's five am, I can't sleep, and this song is cracking me up.

You instantly awakened my imagination
Old fashioned infatuation
I can be anything that you want me to be
And you can have me in every position that you dreamed
I know you've got a wild streak
You're a freak
You're alone in your bed with graphic images in your head
Let me do what I want to do with you
Let me tie you down pick you up and
Flip you all around

Let me tell you how sexy you are
As I'm going down on you in the car
If feeling this good is a sin
Let's do it all over again.

Just when I thought this might get boring
Wake me up in the morning by pouring
Honey on my body and licking it off
You're taking me to concerts and you're taking off your top
I know you've got a wild streak
You're a freak
Then you're back in our room with the bride and the groom
This is it
This is great
This is what I always wanted

Where do we go from here?
That's the question of the year
I think you're fine
I think you're hot
This is what I always dreamed of
The one thing I forgot
Was to get to know you

Let me tell you how sexy you are as I'm going down on you in the car? That one musta taken some really deep thought to crank out. Jeezus.

Though if someone's offerin' I'm not complainin'

I like the first day of fresh sheets. Have two sets of fairly nice organic cotton ones. These cost more than my pathetic life is worth, but mmmm. Strip one set off, pull the other outta the chest at the end of the bed. Soft and snuggly and smells a little like cedar. Lately have been catching an afternoon nap. Go to bed kinda late, get up kinda early. Crash for about an hour right after class lets out. The cat likes this schedule. So do I. We are going to spend a quiet evening at home, the cat and I. Eat a little dinner, tidy up the house a bit. Listen to some music, put away newly clean laundry. Read a decent sized chunk of nursing blather. Nothing too ambitious. Wanna come snuggle with us?

Several things: a) My mom has two new kittens. I tried to get her to name them cunnilingus and fellatio, but she didn't go for it. They are adorable little things anyway. b) I can already pick out the girls in my class who are going to drive me insane. There are three of them. Triumvirate of recent sorority alums. Avoidance is key. c) I stumbled across the realization today that I get a 5 day fall break in October. Sa-weet. d) I should really be doing the dishes, doing my laundry, or studying right now rather than writing pointless blog entries. Guess I'll get to that.

Adventures in poverty

My job is ass. Latest example: one of my managers had a boy come to work with a confirmed case of mononucleosis and expose us all to it so she wouldn't have to work on Friday. Because your three day weekend is so much more important than the health of an entire staff of people with no health insurance. Fuckin' shit. And of course I am just being ridiculous for being upset about it. In fact I don't even rank high enough for you to return my phone calls. So I turned in my two weeks. And now gotta find a new job. Lovely. Deliver pizza? Wait tables? Scan groceries? Maybe if I drop 25 pounds or so on my new no money for food diet I can get into sex work. Stripper, call girl, escort, whatever. I know: I'll become a madam. Get a few girls, put an S&M dungeon in the basement. Management position. Mo' betta.