friday morning has such a wonderful ring to it.
Hugo sent me yesterday, his feelings in a cute little song.
which immediately in it's simplicity and poignancy
had the power to send me into a fit of tears

sitting at my desk
in my professional drag
cracking my professional demeanour
forcing me to close the door
so I don’t have to explain myself.

I like cream in my coffee.
I like to sleep late on Sundays.
-Lyle Lovett

Sex with you. And sometimes food.
Is all I really want.
-King Missile

Last night I was ten kinds of horny. (Yes, ten)
and I was wretched and alone at my big Blue House.
Housemates abounded, yes. But no "company". (cum-poonani teehee)
And I smoked 2 footers to my head all night long
Popped a muscle relaxer and threw back a Sierra Nevada.
Didn’t kill the buzzing in my kitty.

So I peruse my collection of pornography
Vinyl fetish fisting porn? Nah.
Euro DP porn? Mmm. bored of it.
Players International for black booty? Not feeling it.
Oriental Dolls? Couldn’t relate to any of them.
Barely Legal? Boring. Too clean.
Then I get to my all time favorite: Tight.
(which reminds me I need to get the new issue)
Dirty young teen looking girls.
Not enough penetration.
But I stare at it long enough and I know
it’s not the penetration that gets me off.
It’s the teddy bear in the corner,
the white granny panties, the skateboard, the little
ankle socks.

I wonder if I could get off on these items
if they were laid out by themselves in a Sears catalog.
Probably not.

But not even my beloved Tight, and the dog eared issue
of Penthouse Letters gave me the proper brainfuck

To be stoned, drunk, tired, horny and desperate to get off.
What’s a little girl to do?

Literotica.com was the same old shit.
Formulaic suck and fuck.
Where’s the twist to wring the cum out of my synapse?
Time to get serious.


Another warm day I suppose?
What to wear? Esp. since I am going bowling directly after werk.
Something with socks.

Summer solstice last night and I heard from my housemates
that Ocean Beach was packed with bonfires and people.
I would have gone but didn’t feel like making the effort to go alone.

Ended up watching Half Baked on Comedy Central.
Thank God for Digi cable, Sony Playstations,
Broadband, herbs and pharmaceuticals.

Off to arrange my coiffure for the day.
Happy Friday.

I’ll be writing this weekend so if you
are interested, look for me.