The life of a porn addicted housewife.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Ramble Grumble Mumble
I hate making compilation cds for other people. Ap0k is forever asking me to make them for him. It would be a totally different story if he would tell me at least some of the songs he wanted on them. How am I supposed to know what he wants to listen to? I don’t even know what I am going to want to listen to. He says to just put anything on it, but it seems that I always end up making the same cd over and over. Does he want rock, rap, funk, or maybe even dance? If he doesn’t know then how am I supposed to?
I hate other people’s feet! I love having my feet rubbed and played with, but the thought of messing with other people’s feet, including Ap0k’s, just seems yucky to me. I don’t think of people’s feet as dirty or smelly. I have no idea why I don’t like them. Strange.
I just saw a little blurb on the news about a birthday cake eating contest. Food eating contests are just gross! And speaking of TV, why is the lottery lady screaming at me? Every night at 11:00 and 11:30 there she is screaming numbers at me in that shrill voice. If I ever win the lottery the first thing I am going to do is pay her to stop reading the numbers.
Have any of you watched the new medical drama “House MD”? One of the cases tonight dealt with sexual asphyxiation. Now all of you know that I am one of the most sexually tolerant people around, but even I have my limits. The show attempted to explain the thought behind the act (giving yourself completely to another), but it still made no sense to me whatsoever. I understand the “giving yourself completely to another” idea, but to go to the extreme of placing your life in their hands? What sexual satisfaction can be gained by that? Do any of you understand? If you do, please explain it to me. I really want to know.
I need to mow the lawn in the morning. I should have done it today, but due to circumstances (ok, ok, I slept too late) it was too hot. You would think that someone who worked outside for so many years wouldn’t be bothered by the heat. The heat never seemed to bother me much when it was “work” required, but when it’s “personal” I can’t seem to drag my ass out of the house if it’s over 85F. Pitiful.
Fruity Pebbles are calling my name. I will resist! I will resist! I WILL RESIST!!!!
Have you noticed that I put a new poll up over on the left? Please take a minute to answer it.
I will probably update the music tomorrow night. Is there anything in particular that someone wants? If I don’t have it, I can try to find it (easynews kicks ass!)
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I hate other people’s feet! I love having my feet rubbed and played with, but the thought of messing with other people’s feet, including Ap0k’s, just seems yucky to me. I don’t think of people’s feet as dirty or smelly. I have no idea why I don’t like them. Strange.
I just saw a little blurb on the news about a birthday cake eating contest. Food eating contests are just gross! And speaking of TV, why is the lottery lady screaming at me? Every night at 11:00 and 11:30 there she is screaming numbers at me in that shrill voice. If I ever win the lottery the first thing I am going to do is pay her to stop reading the numbers.
Have any of you watched the new medical drama “House MD”? One of the cases tonight dealt with sexual asphyxiation. Now all of you know that I am one of the most sexually tolerant people around, but even I have my limits. The show attempted to explain the thought behind the act (giving yourself completely to another), but it still made no sense to me whatsoever. I understand the “giving yourself completely to another” idea, but to go to the extreme of placing your life in their hands? What sexual satisfaction can be gained by that? Do any of you understand? If you do, please explain it to me. I really want to know.
I need to mow the lawn in the morning. I should have done it today, but due to circumstances (ok, ok, I slept too late) it was too hot. You would think that someone who worked outside for so many years wouldn’t be bothered by the heat. The heat never seemed to bother me much when it was “work” required, but when it’s “personal” I can’t seem to drag my ass out of the house if it’s over 85F. Pitiful.
Fruity Pebbles are calling my name. I will resist! I will resist! I WILL RESIST!!!!
Have you noticed that I put a new poll up over on the left? Please take a minute to answer it.
I will probably update the music tomorrow night. Is there anything in particular that someone wants? If I don’t have it, I can try to find it (easynews kicks ass!)
