Mister, Mister

If you change your mind, let me know.  I have my reasons…

Bluer than Blue

Oh, hell to the no!  I did not pay a visit to marriagebuilders.com yesterday (or today). 

wtf?  much, much worse than playing in the slut sandbox.  at least the sluts know how to play fair… (kinda).

(jfc, i need help)

Wednesday’s Abs: Lucas Kerr, Take Two!

F*cktober

October will always suck.  always.  I truly believe I die a little bit each October.  It doesn’t help that I perpetuate the torment– by dragging out the “evidence” book,  re-reading he said/she said/he said “testimonials,” matching receipts to dates on a yellowed calendar from yesteryear.

One of these days, I’ll die– for real.  May it be the month of F*ctober. 

(I wouldn’t want it any other way)

Monday’s Nun: 10.13.08

Coffee

I love coffee.  Not candy-coffee, mind you.  But coffee-coffee.  Maybe with cream, but NEVER with sugar or sweeteners of any kind.  Sacrilege.

(To LOTGK– thanks for Denis Leary; how could i have forgotten?)

Lit Quote

My favorite sentence from today’s reading:

A small clearing surrounded the tree, as if the forest had stepped back to make room for it to perish.
-The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, by David Wroblewski.

PhotoHunt 131: Lazy

Elfabilly… kinda funny soundin’

I’m so sick of hearing Sarah Palin’s voice.  Aside from me, does anyone else get 50% elf, 50% hillbilly when she speaks… ? 

(you betcha!)

Wednesday’s Abs: Contessa’s very own

Because you should never double-dog dare someone to do something you don’t have the guts to do yourself, I’m posting my own abs.

Ok, so I borrowed Janet Jackson’s boobs– but the abs are all Contessa…

(and yes, I’m wearing underwear… string bikini… keeping it PG13)