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Exotic male dancers
I’ve never asked a man. Never needed to and why would I want to? I’m not pretty. I’m just blond and athletic and friendly. I have a dorky-ass smile and my cheekbones are way out of whack. Whatever I am must be enough. “I’ve never hit on a man,” I thought today while walking to the bus trying to ignore… Read more
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Aw
Sad, sad pathetic soul. I’d die for my family. I’d kill for my friends. I covet my coworkers. How lucky am I!? But you know, there’s always gotta be something, someone. Some “It” that doesn’t quite get the whole life thing; immune to being tormented and crippled by over-consciousness, unshackled by respect or consideration for other people. There’s always one.… Read more
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Don’t do it . . .
Feeling a tad devious tonight. Looking forward to getting caught up with some Turkish delight then heading to Double Daughters for what appears to be quite the gathering! Even the ‘shy and elusive’ are coming out tonight! AND I look damn good. I love it when that happens! Still almost an hour to go. Feh.… Read more
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Baching it!
Yes, yes, yes! While I’m not entirelyon my own this weekend, it’s close enough. Random weekends with just me and the kids are filled with frivolity and adventure. We do radical things, like eat Brussels sprouts and popcorn for lunch and grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. We watch really bad movies or ‘What Not to Wear.’ It rocks! And… Read more