today i will not be at work. thanks to working for National Non Profit that doesn't pay very well i have the day off. yay for veterans and other lucky hooksters. and yay for me - after months of saying 'i want my sex to matter' i might actually have an opportunity to have that conversation with B- rather than just whine about it here, to people who aren't sleeping with me.
of course, the chances of such a conversation happening are slim; once B- and i are in the same room, rational discourse disappears, to be replaced with terse directives: 'um, lift your leg', 'turn around', 'on top now?', 'wait wait wait, i have a cramp', 'harder!'
it's disturbing how that happens and how quicky - quickly - the fog dissipates.
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in other ding news, i made a pot roast thursday night. it's gorgeous. it's beautiful. it smells so good. it's actually edible. roomie had to give me a high five. chopping those 6 cups of onions was worth it. i'm having people over but now i want them to stay home so we can have the pot roast all to ourselves.
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i'm all about making you squirm, lee.
and the roast will rock! (alas, i have to share it with the newly annointed dr. crane and his partner.)
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