Archive for July, 2009



pain… of the knee and heart variety.

my knee hurts from running yesterday.  started mid-way thru the day and i’ve been chewing tylenol q 4* ever since.  yeah, i’ve seen the news the last two days.  my liver is fine.  i drink enough h20 to flush the system.  not worried.  in the least.

morning has been soft and lazy.  hash-browns, eggs, coffee.  sunshine on the paverstones.  a little stephen king, Duma Key.  nice.  you’d think i’d be satisfied.  and for the most part i am.  on most days… 

but, i’ve been disappointed in master, master as of late.  he doesn’t want me.  or, if he does it’s not with the same frequency as i want him.  i get tired of him denying me.   he claims he’s tired, and old.  he actually said that.  told me i should prolly trade him in on a newer model (in jest).  and his little confession of sorts, perhaps should have made my heart and mood feel lighter, but it didn’t.  i was still left feeling sad and undesired.  he told me to wait until bedtime– that he would make love to me then.  but last night brought him sleep, in his chair, while watching reruns.  and in return it brought me a thicker blanket of loneliness.

(perhaps i have fireworks to look forward to this evening– what with it being the fourth and all)

miles on foot

7.38 miles early this am.  good for the soul…

i got a pretty good workout last night as well.  i was feelin’ hurt, sad, jealous, and just down-right blue.  and master, master wanted me– so i told him to f*ck me like he just got out of prison (and he complied).

hate

i really hate myself right now.

stay

i’m thinking you stayed because she wanted you to.  and why wouldn’t she?  she feels wanted.  desired.  by you. 

she’s falling in-love with you.  all over again…

boss-man

my new boss is delish!… tall, young, bald, and an ass that could stop traffic.  he just popped in.  unannounced.  and now my nipples are so hard that i do believe i could cut paper with ‘em… (way to start off a long weekend).

what wrinkles?

botox.  love it.  it’s like discovering the fountain of youth…

Wednesday’s Abs: Cruz-in’

penelope cruz abs

make.up sex

how could you possibly think that i would want to know about the make.up sex you had with wifey?… on the beach?… under the moon and the stars?

i’m hatin’ on you (all over again).

i think i’ve met my match…

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