The Mind Tricks

For the last couple of weeks I had been drowned in an odd mood. I kept thinking that something was growing inside me. I even caught myself quietly planned a series of actions and possibilities several times.

Last weekend, when preparing myself to go out and party, I had my period.

I sat on the closet for three minutes, quite taken aback. Not that it wasn't expected. I knew I had been having PMS for the last three days. Took me another 30 seconds to realise what I was doing.

I'm not really sure why it made me sad when I should be grateful. I'm in no financial condition to have a new extension. I'm not sure of how he would react, but I don't really care. And aside of that, the possibilities were actually pretty low.

Last night after dinner I called Nat and told her about this. I had to. I had to tell someone. She had a fit of laughter, was not surprised and was mildly amused.

I didn't tell him, although the idea to make him panic was really tempting.

Aarggghh I Need Glucose In My Veins... NOW!

You Are an Iced Coffee

At your best, you are: hyper, modern, and athletic At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty You drink coffee when: you're out with friends Your caffeine addiction level: medium

What Kind of Coffee Are You?

Hero of the Week

My baby was down with viral infection for the weekend. At 4 AM Friday, I screamed for help as my first aid effort showed no result.
It was heartbreaking because I know nothing of viral infections! Nothing! Well, only a minor knowledge of weekly updates or the sort. But nothing really, you know... deep. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I couldn't think of anything but the
well being of my baby.


Since I can't do anything meself... (am just a girl, am so helpless, help meee) Notty Tech came to the rescue and fixed my baby in a zap. Like... literally a zap, I felt stupid for hours and hours to end. (Actually, the zap process took approximately 1,5 hours during which I tried to divert the Notty Tech into doing other things as well. He's really handy)

So here I am. My baby well again. And I'm feeling much much better than I had been for the last 3 weeks. Thank you, Notty Tech. You're my hero!

8+ Orgasm

So, the object of my lust is back in town today after his long and deservedly vacation. It was partially a miracle and partially my bad health for the last couple of weeks that I didn't crave him as much as I usually am. We talked on the phone twice, vaguely hinting any needs of organic conjunctions. But really, I was much more preoccupied with domestic stress and blahs.

And then, after a brief conversation on the phone, he decided to stop by after work, so we can catch up with stories... and other stuffs. He never stayed long, and I never complained coz I usually get what I wanted, and today was no exception. BUT! Despite a more urgent appointment with his gf, he took time to sit and talk with me. Oh wow. How considerate.

Being a stupid girl (oh help me Force), ofcourse I blahs this to my friends online after he left.

et quittez-moi sans espoir sur le champ de battaille: maybe ur 8+ orgasm made him feel ALIVE

I am flattered although this was not the point. Haha. I feel like I'm being given extra attention and care today. Since I'm a sucker for sweetness, I blushed and glowed under the shower of attention. HA! Yes! I am an attention hungry monster.

PinkSuedeManolo's: I do it all the time, faking romance in order to get more sex

ARGH! Hahahaha! Don't worry, I'm well aware of that. Men would do almost everything to get into the panties. In some cases, I really don't mind them doing everything, and them getting into the panties. HAHA!

I am so having a big grin today.

Blogonfusion

The internet connection disagreed a lot with me this weekend. I was trying to update my blog in blogger and it refused to connect properly. Thus, big disappointment.

On the lighter side: I still have my multiply site. Hahahah!

So anyways, it's midnight, and as I was washing my head in the bathroom, a thought occured. Now, thoughts occured every now and then, and especially the theme about myself occured rather incessantly, which is only natural, since I am a bit to the narcisstic side in the family. This one is about "Seriousness". This one occured rather often these couple of years.

So how serious am I about keeping all my blogs alive?

Need a deeper contemplation, I think.

I'll get back to that later.