It goes without saying that I have the best darling-dear.
I'm sick. The night we touched down I could feel it coming. It hit me last night, hard, and I've been hacking and coughing up bright yellow mucus ever since (yummy, I know). I called in sick today for some R&R from my R&R. I haven't been sick in a couple of years so this feels a little unfamiliar to me, and it sucketh.
D-d has been nothing but sweetness. He fetched me some yummy green tea, bought me OJ and DayQuil, and at this very moment is in the kitchen concocting me some homemade chicken soup, and he's sick too. I have to remember this the next time he pisses me off -- puts things in perspective. I love that he loves taking care of me. I love being taken care of.
I would say this goes into the "little things"/"grand gestures" combo pile.
Christina <3 made me!
My husband...
does not exist. Marriage is the capitalist's dream!
Maybe I should...
do more work. Nah, I like to share the busy.
I love...
my darling-dear. He is cute and funny and smart and an asshole. I adore that man to no end, whilst wanting to throw him out of a window.
People would say that I'm....
fun, funny, smart, mean looking, well spoken, lazy, pretty. Yeah, I have a feeling "fat" will find it's way on there soon if I don't watch it.
I don't understand....
why a four day work week is not the norm.
When i wake up in the morning....
I turn off my BlackBerry's alarm.
I lost....
count.
Life is full of...
summers; it's the season of maximum potential.
I get annoyed when...
I deal with people. Seriously, is this thing on? No one listens to me, like ever.
Parties are...
great if you're single. It's harder to flirt in the presence of your other half . . . oh, but there are ways.
I wish...
$5 would be deposited into my checking account for every one of my heartbeats.
Dogs...
are cuter at a distance.
Cats...
are as lazy as I wish I could be.
Tomorrow...
is coming, it just needs more stimulation. :-P
I have low tolerance...
for sanity. Crazy is so much better. Come over to the dark side.
If I had a million dollars...
I wouldn't be participating in this survey.
I'm totally terrified...
of loss.
I am writing to you now less hairy than I was yesterday. I went in for a wax. A different girl serviced me. She was pretty but an inch thick foundation worked hard to hide her obvious flaws. This comforted me; proving imperfect beauty exists. I like that. I'm in that club . . . I think.
No real conversation. Just a bit of weather talk here and there. Because my pubes are straight she was curious as to my ethnicity. Turns out Asian hair comes out the cleanest, but regardless of this fact it still hurts like a motherfucker.
Why do I do this?
Simple.
I am vain.
Darling-dear isn't a fan of the full Brazilian so just my bikini this time -- I'm sure he'll be more than happy with my little triangle. The X loved the smoothness. However, the prepubescent look does not please my curremt honey. I really like that boyfriend prefers a more mature look for my Australia.
Legs tonight.
1. I have a scar on my ankle from falling through a glass table as a child.
2. Sometimes I undress myself in REM.
3. My brother is younger than me.
After every lunch I absolutely need some kind of desert. Something sweet to wet my whistle and keep me functioning. (It's almost scary how deperately I need this sugar -- I would kill, no joke.) So before I spend over a dollar for a can of Coke I thought I'd take the time to fill ya'll in on some fun happenings in my world. Tonight is phase one of naked mole rat. I will be paying someone to wax the goods for my darling-dear's and everyone else's benefit. (Being in a bikini is not as sexy when your bush is busting from the seems, literally.)
Other than that this week blows.
Later,
mJ
Inspired by Christina <3.
1. I've moved 7 times since turning 2. Each move brings me closer to the title of cosmopolitan.
2. People who have foot fetishes creep me out. I think feet are ugly and dirty. I don't care if you have the most perfect feet in the world they're gross. There's a reason why they're on the floor and not meant to be sucked by icky mouths.Yuck.
3. I don't want to have children mostly because I know they will make me fat.
4. My favorite song of all time is Zero 7's Destiny.
5. One of the reasons why I love my boyfriend is because no one makes me laugh as hard or as loud or as consistently as he does. (It's the little things.)
6. Because I have brown eyes I am more attracted to men with hazel, light blue, green, or gray eyes.
7. If I could afford it I'd replace every pair of pants with a dress or skirt.
8. Doggie is my favorite position to feel sexy, while missionary is best for orgasm.
We have to be at the airport at around four in the morning. I can't say this makes me happy but at least once we get there, provided the airline doesn't fuck us on this, there will be an entire day left to enjoy the sun. I try to look on the bright side to keep me from murdering darling-dear for scheduling such an early flight.
I threw all the clothes I need to pack on my bed, and it turns out it makes a bit of a hill; it doesn't even include undies, accessories, or shoes. To prepare for the trip I booked my entire week. I probably won't be able to see him until the night before. I still have to get some strong sunblock. The last time I went on vacation I came back as black as night. I don't need a repeat of that. No one recognized me.
Other than the details I'm ready for the beach, piña coladas, and sex-o-plenty. Boy, do I need this.
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