I just realized recently that it has been ten years since I started having sex. That is crazy! I feel like I should have a party for the death of my virginity’s tenth anniversary. Strangely although it has been a whole ten years it has really only been about 2 and a half years since I have really enjoyed sex to the fullest. Not that I didn’t before, it was just more hit and miss especially since I had a weird mental block for the first 7 years of my sexual life that caused my vagina to physically clam up to where it was excruciatingly painful to be penetrated. However now that I am a sexually liberated woman I feel as if there should be a celebration!
Also since I just moved into my new place I was really wanting to have a housewarming party to show off the new place and basically fill my place with friends and start creating good memories here. Leslie, let me know when you can be in town next so I can schedule it so you can attend. I kind of want the party to have a theme but you know I will pretty much look for any reason what so ever to dress up in costume. Anyhow once I get word from Leslie I will start telling everyone about it so we can all get together.
I am basking in something and I am going to take time to enjoy it.
Scratch that. Sometimes I give out credit where it’s just not due. Maybe I should just have my “credit” giving abilities taken away indefinitely.
One aspect of my new living situation that I am not so darn keen on is the fact that I think the family under me has like 20 kids under the age of 10. As you all probably guessed I am not on your general 9-5 schedule so I pretty much catch my zzzzz’s from early morning hours to mid afternoon. On the other hand these fucking hood rat kids somehow seem to thrive on getting up at like 9am every morning and immediately taking their riot right outside of my window and screaming at full volume until it’s way passed 9pm. What the fuck?
I realize I better not complain on them because it’s not their fault that I am a night owl and in an apartment type situation you can’t expect all of you neighbors to convert to your schedule. Plus I am pretty sure they can hear my music and friends yelling at me at all hours of the night and I wouldn’t want them to complain on me just because those are my hours. But damn! Fucking haven’t these people heard of using some type of contraceptive? I just don’t understand how people produce that much offspring without their bodies and minds falling completely apart. And this, ladies and gentlemen is why I thank the universe for ABORTIONS.
If abortions were not possible I would myself have an idiot child running around here driving me crazy and eventually leading me to abandon the rug rat on the side of the road in the middle of no where. I’m not kidding people. Don’t EVER let me have children as it would be detrimental for the child as well as myself.
On a lighter note…
The apartment stuff is going pretty smoothly. I am almost finished unpacking everything and hanging my stuff on the walls and giving the place that “me” feel. Jebadiah (my dog) is doing so well with not having accidents in the house and I am very proud of him. Very soon I will have my house cams once again set up and update my pictures and videos section on my site so you can look forward to that! I will also be making a walk through video of my apartment once I am satisfied with how everything is set up.
The lesson of the week is: Honesty is NOT ALWAYS the best fucking policy. So don’t ask.
