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Fire last night. Went well enough, though it's becoming quite plain that I'm just about done with that phase of my life, at least as it was. I got drunk, but not too drunk, which I guess shows some personal improvement. The person who's penis I'd almost decided I'd borrow decided not to come at the last minute, leaving me (god it's embarrassing, but whatever <3) sitting here remembering today exactly why I don't go all out in "preparations" unless it's a sure thing. Yesterday felt great, but today I've got a whole bunch of angry hairs growing back in places that don't really want it. Still though, I guess it's not a total loss. I gave myself the whole girl treatment in just-in-case expectation so besides the itchy bits I feel smooth and exfoliated, lotion-ed and sweet smelling. This does not exactly make up for the gaping lack of sex in my life, but at least I've always got make believe and plastic. *sigh* I can't fret too much though, squee is finding her light in the warm april sunshine, my hangover that isn't is requesting a sandwich of it threatens to arrive, and I've got yummy men to watch on demand. |