shameful confession of the day: whilst shopping for stamps i ran across this James Madison stamp and actually squirmed in my chair with glee.
Browsing Category Misc.
she’s an artist, she don’t look back
somehow i’ve decided that if i started wearing makeup i’d be 1.) a grown up adult type responsible woman 2.) beautiful 3.) magically transformed into a fairy princess.
right gear, wrong time
thou shalt not type after having an orgasm. that’s like the fifth commandment of the jodiverse and here i am breaking it. i had full intentions of reading one more short story, masturbating and then…
it’s so weird to be back here
i’m starting to worry myself a little. not tremendously, or to the point that i’m alarmed, just a wee bit– a minor cause for concern. it’s getting harder and harder for me to snap back….
there goes a lady that i used to know
i hate to admit it, but i am always a little creeped out when searches for my full name appear in my refer logs. i always wonder who’s looking for me? why they don’t e-mail?…
i am a bird wearing a brown polyester shirt
the evil munchkin really made my day. he stopped by my cell to chat and i had to tease him about when he was gonna take me out to lunch. he said, “let’s go tomorrow…