Thursday, July 5, 2007

Five Year Plan

I think my five year plan is underway.

I told Daddy that my plan for us is to get engaged, live together until we clean up our credit, then get married in Vegas (by an Elvis impersonator!?) and buy a house together.

We sat on the couch last night and he talked about hoping he can sell his house quickly. And maybe turning part of the attic into a home office. We talked a bit more this morn about putting some of our stuff in storage, like our exercise equipment since we can both use the gym at work once we're engaged.


Life is good.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Daddy and I started e-mailing, then talking on the phone about a month or so ago. This is after not seeing each other for over two years. He came to visit last weekend and everything just sort of fell into place. He's driving up to visit me again as I'm typing this.

We're both completely different than we were when we met seven years ago. He's so sweet to me that I think I may need a tooth extraction soon. He use to go days or weeks sometimes w/o contacting me. Now he calls &/or texts several times a day.

We've sort of dropped the Master/slave thing for more of a Daddy/pumpkin-vibe. (Yes, he calls me "pumpkin". How freakin' cute is that, yo?)

I still hate men. But Daddy is not currently included.

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Lunchtime

My poor ol' Escort was on her last leg this past weekend. Poor girl. She was a good car, even if she was ridiculously loud.

I used a vacation day on Monday and ended up spending the better part of the day at the car dealership. I bought an '03 Alero. I love it. Quiet, fast & dependable. Yay!

Gee and I both worked some OT today, then went to Mongo for dinner. My fave waitress, Melissa was there. She was crackin' me up. When she asked Gee if she'd ever used a credit card before I thought I was gonna choke. Gee snorted. She (Melissa) is a cute kid.

After dinner we went to TJ Maxx, which is sort of tradition, yo. I was a good girl and didn't buy too much frivilousness. Bought a fuschia Egyptian cotton sheet set, a very nice wooden cutting board and a pair of very cute panties. Gee bought me a cute little set of small blue votive candles.

I'm 'spose to meet some guy on Monday. If things go well we'll run some lunchtime NSA on a regular basis. He's looking for some kink, but his version of kink isn't nearly as kinky as mine. He sounds like fun though so I'll give it a try.

Tom came over on Monday to see my new place. The sex was... mediocre. It's sorta hit or miss w/him. One time it'll be fabulous, the next it's just OK. I miss Mark. He was such a fabulous fuck.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Happy

I spent the weekend movin' stuff into my new place. I totally love it.

I haven't been this happy in a long time.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

I went to Tanya's baby shower yesterday. She came to pick me up, due to my weirdness about driving on the expressway. She got a TON of freakin' stuff and has another shower today. Chris was joking that they may not have any room in the nursery for the baby after they put all the stuff from the shower(s) in there.

She also bought me some stuff for my new place. Yay! Thank you, Tanya!

I am sooooo ready to get outta here, yo.

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Staying In Mayberry

I looked at a couple of apartments in Mayberry yesterday. One of them was small and had hideous patterned carpet. The other was FANTASTIC! I totally loved it. I was actually planning on moving into GR instead of staying in Mayberry, but @ $500 a month, plus gas and electric, I can't pass this place up!

It's an upstairs apartment w/a washer and dryer hidden in a closet in the formal entry downstairs. It's a one bedroom apartment with a large kitchen. And there's a spiral staircase in the living room leading up to the bedroom. Very cool. There's tons of closets and storage space. I'm sooo excited. The guy basically said it's mine. The girl who is in there now will be out by the end of next week.

Yay! I can't wait to move in there.

Monday, March 5, 2007

No-Win Situation

I think Tom is tryin' to blow me off, yo. And I am so not cool w/that.

I sent him the e-mail for that party a couple of days ago and he hasn't bothered to respond, either by IM or e-mail. Seriously, dude, have the courtesy/balls/decency to just say no. Don't blow me off, cuz that'll just irritate me.

(Though, to be frank, being told NO irritates me too. So it's really a no-win situation if I don't get my way. I'm irritated either way, right?)

Blah.

Have I mentioned lately that I hate men?
Just checkin'.

Sunday, March 4, 2007

I Wanna Go!

Thomas and falcon are havin' a pajama play party at the end of the month.
I totally wanna go, but I know Tom is gonna bitch about havin' to drive to Holland again. I'm trying to bribe him w/sex. Heh! Life would be so much easier if he would just do it cuz I said so, but I suspect it ain't gonna happen that way.

I forwarded him the post for the party and told him I'll spring for a room at the B&B so we can mess around.

Is it bad if I attempt to use sex to get what I want?

Oh.

I decided to openly admit today that I hate men. Just because.
Yes, ladies and germs, I am a Misandrist. Most days I feel men are stupid and worthless.

I'm debating whether or not I should be embracing this feeling or... not.
I suspect if I don't get over it I'll end up sad and lonely, collecting cats. Or eating snatch. Which has about as much appeal to me as collecting cats. (And anyone who knows me knows that I am NOT a pet person.) (Sorry ladies, I love tits and ass and soft full lips... just not too interested in face diving.)

It's not that I'm bitter towards men. I'm just not... interested? Impressed? Intrigued?

Sure, men are good for a few things. Like putting things together, mowing lawns and taking out the trash. And for sex, of course. But I have a hard time respecting (most) men. I think of them as pets. (And honestly, when your main use can be replaced by a couple of AA batteries your worth has gone down a couple of notches. Sorry. The silver bullet gets me off everytime and it doesn't bore me senseless by talking about sports, politics or cars.)

To complicate matters more I find gay guys more appealing than straight guys. I think it's cuz queer men don't want or expect anything from me. I find that hot. "You don't want me to suck you off? FANTASTIC! Let's hang out!"