Mmmm............mirrors on the ceiling

"cold Champagne on ice"

they make some awesome mirrors for that purpose, self adhesive style, they work, though I wonder about there durability in a eartquake enviroment.

oops - "Pink Champagne" : )

she said

"We are all just prisoners here,

of our own device"



chains and binding, interesting twist

Kristen Wig's impression of Paula Deen on SNL is HILARIOUS!!

Is there a personal sleep habit attached with the name bedhog?

It only refers to the fact that I have mine all to myself.
I'm very good at sharing.

Cool, an an excellent attitude

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before

We stayed at a resort in the Poconos, the bed was a huge round bed in an alcove, the ceiling was mirrored and the walls around the bed were mirrored. No matter what direction we were facing, with all the mirrors it looked like a fuck fest going on.

I love lights on and mirrors.

Pollen is hell, here!

Saw my ex late last night. He drove by in his brand new convertible as I stood outside on the sidewalk heading out to my beat up old SUV. He stopped to wave in his creepy way as I got into my car. Thank God I made it in before he stopped and I sent him on with a look that let him know I had no intention of playing the game.

I am over him and all the craziness of our relationship.
I do have this human space inside where it bothers me that he appears to have every success, while I still struggle.

Those thoughts make me mad at myself, but I can't deny them.

When I was young I used to listen to my brother's copy of Hotel California over and over. It was intriguing to me even though I didn't understand the metaphors. I thought it was about a haunted old hotel.

The phrase: "They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast." has new meaning to me today after having this run-in with a person who used to be so utterly in control of my head-space. I would like for this to be the last time my thoughts are disturbed by him.

We had the wildest sex of my life. I look forward to a day that I can have that complete and utter physical openness with another person. I only hope that I can be a better judge of character next time.

*Picky and Lonely are Best Friends*

Saw my ex late last night. He drove by in his brand new convertible as I stood outside on the sidewalk heading out to my beat up old SUV. He stopped to wave in his creepy way as I got into my car. Thank God I made it in before he stopped and I sent him on with a look that let him know I had no intention of playing the game.

I am over him and all the craziness of our relationship.
I do have this human space inside where it bothers me that he appears to have every success, while I still struggle.

Those thoughts make me mad at myself, but I can't deny them.

When I was young I used to listen to my brother's copy of Hotel California over and over. It was intriguing to me even though I didn't understand the metaphors. I thought it was about a haunted old hotel.

The phrase: "They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast." has new meaning to me today after having this run-in with a person who used to be so utterly in control of my head-space. I would like for this to be the last time my thoughts are disturbed by him.

We had the wildest sex of my life. I look forward to a day that I can have that complete and utter physical openness with another person. I only hope that I can be a better judge of character next time.

*Picky and Lonely are Best Friends*

i'm baaaaaaack! did everyone enjoy there time off from my annoying ass?