So last night we got home from our evening walk, (I returned my Inca video to the library--only three days late! A record!) we were sitting on the porch having a beer and a cigarette, watching Aidan grow, when the neighbor kids asked if they could play soccer. Sure, and they come in multitudes to swarm over our yard, the community playground. ( Read more... )

Today I felt so guilty. I put Aidan down for his nap without a story today, as a disciplinary action. Really, I was so frustrated with his refusal to listen to me. It's difficult having such a high-strung toddler. Usually I do very well in the patience department, but today I was just pushed to the end of my rope. Not to say it was a bad ( Read more... )

Does mopping my floor make me a vaulable person? Correction: Does sweeping my floor, Swiffering it twice, then mopping it make me a valuable person?

(note to self)

Self:

Stop searching for self-value in a stick.

Sincerely,

qj

Well, Chad jacked my Camels (the bastard) so now I have to smoke my good cigarettes. (he's very lucky I have them, otherwise . . . grr . . .) Black & Golds, yummy ( Read more... )

God, I had the most glorious sex last. Night before Chad had dreams of my cheating on him. Must have felt like he had to prove something to me. (Or it could have been the school girl outfit I was wearing yesterday . . . ) In any case, please have those dreams more often, my darling ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm fucking freezing. As I have mentioned before, my office is in the Florida room. And I'm sitting at the computer, hands stiff with cold, in jeans, fuzzy dog slippers, a thermal shirt, a rifleman's sweater, and a long faux fur coat. And I am still fucking cold. Which is more than a little ridiculous, actually, seeing as how it can't ( Read more... )

Fucking frequent flyers programs won't give me my password. Correction: It will send it to my email address, but seeing as how my email is still barren (except for the messages I'm too lazy to read) I'm wonderng who's email address they think they're sending it to. Sometimes, reclusive tendencies though I may have, I miss humans ( Read more... )

True Ethical Slut
Whoa! You scored 37 Sluttiness Points and 21 Ethics Points! Interesting...

Doesn’t sex just kick ass? You love it and your friends love it and your playmates love it. Sex is that overflowing bowl of ice cream you just have to share with the world. Because maybe, just maybe, if we can get more happy good sex out into the world ( Read more... )

Next weekend is Aidan and Chad's birthdays. I can't believe my son is going to be two. I know have a two-year-old and a eight-eight-year-old. How did this happen? Seems the last few birthdays have been so inconsequential that they never even passed, and I should still be twenty-two ( Read more... )

I have been away for so long I actually forgot my password. That's just fucking sad. What's worse is I really just logged on to say I'm eating hot apple pie with whipped cream for breakfast, and it rocks my world.

The simple pleasures.

Hello LJ.

In blood w/luv,

qj