... The coquettish slink of hands

On hips that rise and fall to the beat

Complete union with the

Noise and heat

Of sensuality created by the tap

Tap-tapping of bare feet

Against worn carpet

Nothing is a surprise

Take everything in stride

The law of the dance floor

Throws social etiquette against the door

As you and I consummate our ( Read more... )

Ugh. I was in a rotten mood all day today.

And Madison Ave is barricaded for the tree lighting at Rock Center. Am I bad New Yorker for not going? I doubt it.

On the up side, Jim may be coming to visit next weekend, so that should be fun! Visitors make my day.

The scrapbook is almost done. The only problem is finding a new book, because the one I ( Read more... )

I think I successfully ate more in three days than I normally do in a week. Excellent. My only regret is that I could not eat more... and I must say, my homemade mashed potatoes were beyond superb, despite what my brother predicted ( Read more... )

Almost Turkey Day, and that is wonderful. I'm looking forward to seeing my mom, sleeping in my room, seeing friends, and the food. Oh god the food. I can't wait ( Read more... )

Pretty damn important. But I think that is something that varies person to person. This is all stemming from a fantastic conversation Shanty and I had via gchat at work today (she keeps me sane), and it really got me thinking about things I always just think to myself. I have noticed that sex is just as important to me in a relationship as all ( Read more... )

Since I cleaned like crazy last night, I didn't have to do that today. I finally got some groceries, and I've been hell bent on finishing up editing pictures for Mel's scrapbook. I was so aggravated an hour ago when I realized I had CD of pictures I hadn't even uploaded yet. The sheer volume of pictures was overwhelming BUT I managed a system. So I ( Read more... )

TGIF. Well, tomorrow anyways ( Read more... )

I love Wednesdays. It means that the work week will soon be more than halfway over ( Read more... )

8:22 PM Bradford: Just a little good-night kiss!
  XOXO
  :-*
  miss you!
  I fantasized about dancing with you at that silly little bar inside Copley Place while listening to some sultry rumba beat on the bus earlier tonight...
  We'll have to do that in January...are you game??
8:23 PM Sleep tight! B

 
I answer to no one
But the indignant pulse
Beating in my throat.
To imagine otherwise
Lands me square in
All the places I'd rather not be.

And to those who
Even for a moment
Entertain the delusion of playing
Puppeteer to my marionette
Should step back,
Stop patting themselves on the back,
And reconsider.

Because the playee is the player,
The actress the ( Read more... )