Ride.

I kinda like it that other men fear Magnum.

I have chosen to embark on a new journey. It's exciting and scary. But, hang on, because I'm pretty sure it's gonna be an awesome ride.

I really really want to write more...but laying here in bed typing...my fingers clicking on the keyboard sound sooooo freaking loud...has the house ever been this quiet?

Frisque.

I think Nathan Kress is effing adorable. He's 17 so I feel ok in saying that. :)

So, here's a question...what's worse...an emotional affair where a physical relationship will NOT happen, or an unattached non emotional just fucking physical affair?

I am feeling frisky. You've been warned. :)

And, now, guess what...Ney asked me if I censor my blog because it's not private, and I told her I didn't. And I haven't...yet. Except right now I want to write about something not so wholesome, but I will not write it here because of the possibility of it landing in the wrong lap. (HAHAHA, yeah that's funny.) I will say that I'm tingly and will need to go elsewhere to write about these tingles. But, damn, they are good tingles.

OldManIsSnoring.

Today is a much better day physically for me. It's not great, but it's a thousand times better than yesterday. I had cinnamon toast and hot tea for breakfast...and it was very soothing.

But this rain, sucks. It's just blah rain. Grey rain. If it's gonna rain, could we at least get some thunder & lightning? Some big wind? Tornado warnings? Nope. We just get this blah grey wet nothingness.

The light at the end of the tunnel...it's supposed to be sunshiny & warm this weekend. So, that's something to look forward to at least.

And, that's all I got for right now.

Desperation.

I hate being sick, and I hate being alone. So, it's been a wonderful day.

I'm only here writing because I'm desperate for something to get my mind off of my nauseousness. I haven't been this stomach sick in a long long time and it blows. And, I can't call in sick to work, because I am it...the only one. If I feel this bad later, tho, I might have no choice, because I know I cannot do this two days in a row. I'm barely making it through today.

Usually Magnum can come home or stay home with me when I'm sick, but today he's busy and can't and apparently I was making him feel guilty, which just makes me feel worse.

Fuck. This. Sucks.

Whiner.

I took a stupid freakin' nap this afternoon, which ended up being more of a nightmare. I don't even want to go into detail, but now it's got me all...irritated and bothered. It was awful.

Joy was over for brunch this morning, as were several other people...but when Joy hugged Magnum as she was leaving, HOLY CRAP. I haven't seen the boy turn that red in ages. It was awesome.

Magnum is out doing boy stuff, and I had a bad dream and he isn't here. :( So, do I have bad dreams when he isn't here, or is he not here when I have bad dreams???

My head aches. Wow, what a whiner I am.

Followfallowfallowfallowfallowfallowfallowfallow.

If you are reading this...you got here somehow...maybe you just happened to get here by accident...I dunno. But the point is...why not "Follow" me? Go ahead. It's not hard. Click on the "Follow" button over <----------- somewhere...I love new followers...especially if they have a blog I want to follow too! Come on people, entertain me. Give me something good to read!

300

So this is my 300th post. Wow. And, all I came here for was to say that I've got this sinus thing and my voice is rumbly. It'll probably be wicked sexy in a few days. No really. My voice gets all husky...it's hot.

We went to dinner at Fridays...it was yummy...but it always ends up costing so much and I always feel like complete crap afterwards. Grrrr.

I also got my hair cut. I love my hair cutter (as JDRW calls him) David. Love. He does wonders with my head. :)

This week has been long and tiring...so I'm outtie.

PS. For the record...I miss the new girl a lil' bit.
PSS. I've been in such pain this week that I've pretty much been poppin' pain pills like candy.
PSSS. I'll probably be kickin' my uterus to the curb soon. :)