i’m just scattered today.
i’ve got loose ends left over from the brouhaha over at Sin’s house ~ yes, i was that kid in the class discussion waving my hand in the air ’cause i thought i would bust if i didn’t get to say what i was thinking. But they’re loose ends now, and i can’t seem to weave them into a post this morning.
i’ve got more Questions for Dominants to post, only not really, because i’ve realized that there’s a bunch of stuff i want to say about what Sir said, but i think i should run that by Him before i start publishing a bunch of stuff about what i think He means.
Plus, i’m all stirred up by the debates last night. NOT trying to start a political discussion here, just saying. Kind of worried about how Big Bird is going to survive if a particular candidate wins, um, not to mention our option for ability to access contraceptives.
But that’s not for here.
So i thought about doing a quick fantasy, but i’m not feeling it. That space where sexual excitement bubbles and boils is not even stirring today.
Sigh…
i could have just not posted, but i didn’t post yesterday, and i don’t want to get out of the habit of writing.
Oh, here’s something exciting to look forward to! Saturday night is the 15th anniversary of the Where-i-Live Munch. We’re having a big party to celebrate, and i’m sure that will be a blast!
Speaking of which, i don’t know what i’m going to wear… hmmmm…. there’s something to think about… damn, i sure wish i’d already lost that 20 pounds…
{wanders off mentally ticking through outfits in the closet…}
aisha 
Oh were you really THAT kid in school? Hmmm.
Don’t we all wish that about that damn 20 pounds?
Sigh… yeah. Not always, but sometimes. i can get all passionate about shit.
And yeah. More sighs… actually, i was already wishing it before i gained the 20 pounds i now want to lose.
aisha
I could not stay up through the debates. I know who I’m choosing anyway, but sadly, I needed my pain pills and my wifey reminded me sternly to not let the pain get ahead of the meds…which means immediate bed or I fall asleep wherever I am in 12 minutes. 🙂
I did, for the first time, have a Vicodin dream.
OMG…it was verrah hot, and yes, involved a dentist. 🙂
As to your clothing? Start with the shoes…and dress up (or not, giggle) from there!
hugs,
a recharged nilla
Hey, ‘nilla,
Thanks for the wise advice -on starting with the shoes! 🙂
i’m glad your wife was reminding you not to end up chasing the pain, that’s a good thing. And you didn’t miss much, on the debates.
And i can’t imagine a hot dream involving a dentist. Oxymoron. That’d be some dragons showing up on your blog!
hugs,
aisha
Maybe the first thing to do is to focus on that space where sexual excitement bubbles and boils – get that humming and I am sure the rest will settle down. But yes, I hear you, it is hard sometimes to sit and focus on the thoughts. At that point, I either just start typing and take a ridiculously long time to finish a post (but then the focus is much better) or abandon it for a few days. I find that I always come back. Stuff just needs to come out.
Mmmm, good suggestion Kitty, that is a good place to start. And that does work for me when i take the time to do it.
Thanks!
aisha
Deep Breath
Grab your steampunk outfit, add or subtract a bit and go from there. You’ll be fine. Looking forward to hearing how that Munch goes. 🙂
If we held one out here, I’d have three ranchers, 8 cows, a horse and 10 twenty-somethings wondering what it was all about and where the ‘munchies’ were. sigh…. Oh, and they’d all be wearing goth makeup. Oh, and when the local police show up to see what’s going on, they’d look at Wolf, nod and walk off, knowing that no one messes with Wolf. 🙂
That’s funny, about your ranch. That would be a wild place to have a munch, wouldn’t it?
Good thought on the steampunk outfit, but not for tonight. Think i’m going with the LBD, can’t go wrong there…
hugs,
aisha
🙂 No, you can rarely go wrong with a LBD.