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April 28, 2005

mom...mom...Mom...MOM!! Look what I did!
This is what I imagine my cat was saying to me today as I walked in the door. He was running around, touching things, yowling, trying with all his might to get my attention. So, I ignored him.


Fine. I'll just go play with the present myself.
When I stopped talking back to his yowling, he stalked off in terrific, hauty cat style and proceeded to start entertaining himself.


~flip toy mouse~ *bat at jingle ball* ~flip toy mouse~ ~flip mouse~

WAIT! That's not his toy mouse. What is that? Ick! He killed the mouse!


Meow.
This could be taken many ways, but my favorite interpretation so far: Damn right! I'm coo'like dat.

posted at 4:13 PM
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April 27, 2005

Ohh, come now people! It's not like I haven't talked about sex on here before. Sheeeshhh, you'd think that my breasts had never been mentioned by the way you all are reacting. And to think I was going to apologize for strapping you with "the letter" instead of the aforementioned "amazing post". Nope. Never mind. That post will just have to wait. It may even come as a surprise sometime. Maybe I should have let the "butt pirates" conversation carry on?

For further clarification, the mental blockage was due to massive amounts of stress. I just wasn't finding pleasure in words or in the telling of stories. That is starting to be resolved. Mo' on that later. Promise.

A new-ish development in the wonderful world of Muppets...Sesame Street to be exact. In trying to foster better eating habits in young children, Cookie Monster now also eats (and loves) broccoli and other healthy snacks. I understand the need for this, but....."Mmmmm.....broccoli!"
Just doesn't have the same ring.

MMMMM...COOKIES!

posted at 6:16 PM
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April 25, 2005

Dear Breasts,

Ladies...I know you have a lot to say, but is there any way to keep you quiet? There is a time and a place for everything. There are some times when I just wish you weren't so confident and outgoing. For instance, before/during/after Drag queen bingo, couldn't you have just been happy in your place of honor and not felt the urge to flirt with the drunk, hotel guest from South Dakota? There were plenty of other breasts on display that night. You can't possibly think you were the only ones there? And while I will be the first to compliment you...he was drunk. He couldn't remember my name five minutes after I had told him for the twelfth time. There was no way he'd remember yours.

I realize that some of this is my fault. I've given you more freedom than you really should have. I dress to show you off and don't really mind when you flirt with temptation.....boy or girl.

Maybe I've been negligent in my taming duties? I had put the titanium wonder bra away, giving you satin and lace support instead. Perhaps a week of uni-boob, sports bra action will contain your jubilance? Make you think a little?











*Not originally intended as my "amazing post", but it will do.*

posted at 7:09 PM
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April 13, 2005

It's not that I don't want to talk.
It's not that I don't want to share with you.

There are ideas for stories.
There are conversations needing to be held.

I can't seem to put words together.
I can't find the way to open my mind.

The blog may be put on hold.

When something sparks... I'll be back... amazing post in tow.

posted at 8:09 PM
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April 11, 2005

And then sometimes my neighbors will listen to the same song.......for 3+ hours. Even melatonin couldn't break me through that bass line.

posted at 10:03 PM
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April 05, 2005

There once was a link. It lead to a site. On this site were words. Intriguing words. Words about sex. Words about sex roles. More words about sex. It was not the commonly guessed Kama Sutra. No, indeed not. It was The Perfumed Garden.

If nothing else check out chapters 8 and 9.

Perhaps, some of these can be added to the "I've heard them all" VM?

posted at 6:18 PM
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April 04, 2005


Your Heart is Red

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posted at 6:40 PM
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April 03, 2005

I'm done. Ready to give up. Nothing bad...just don't want to do anything. At all. Nothing. Even being sluggish and couch potato-y holds no appeal. Maybe sugar...or caffeine...

posted at 4:37 PM
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