After a few emails (and even a text!) from concerned bloggers, I thought it was time to update. I blame facebook and findafuck. They're killing my blog!
My social life has exploded. I went out for lunch on Saturday with the girls, and ended up back home by lunch on Sunday. I am now a proud aunt of two gorgeous chihuahua/mini foxie puppies and a small child. The puppies and the child belong to different girls.
I'm getting shagged. Still looking for just one person to make me scream on a more frequent basis. Green Eyes has not volonteered.
I picked up some quickie condoms from the supermarket. They're called quickie condoms because they go on quick. Note to self: read instructions before reaching crucial moment. It defeats the purpose to sit astride a guy trying to figure out how to use the fucking things.
I was supposed to meet a couple (m&f) from findafuck last weekend. I got stood up, thought they had a very good reason. Maybe in a few weeks...
I have had a few job interviews in the last week. Two last week for one job and one today for another. Keep your fingers crossed y'all.
Saw 27 Dresses last night. James Marsden is Teh Hotness!
My apartment is clean.
There has been another attempt to hack into my hotmail account. They failed.
Tonight I aim to update this blog, work on my kick ass smut post, respond to comments from all posts this year (all four of them!), and visit everyobdy to let them know I'm alive.
Also I'll eat some home made pizza. YUM!
All of this is without adding dancing to the mix either. When dancing does go back something will have to give. I think it will be findafuck, but blogging is guaranteed to slide, if not disappear altogether.