I didn’t have a cup of coffee, at all, from around 9 am Friday until like 4 pm Sunday. Even since then I’ve only had a couple cups. Black tea with milk and honey is going down a lot better and eases my sore throat at the same time…
Comfort
Today has been all about comfort, even through the workday. Chicken soup for lunch. Roast beef in succulent broth for dinner. Coffee, rich and dark with thick cream and sweet sugar for dessert. And now? A hot bath. A good book. A comfy blanket. Snuggles. Life these days is all about the moments — the
It’s a sugar in my coffee kinda day.
Summer. It’s almost over. I’m watching the days rush by me with a tinge of sorrow. I’m not ready for fall, certainly not ready for winter. This summer has been truly good and blessed. This summer I have: Learned to ride — and put 1200 miles on my very own motorcycle. Ridden that motorcycle on
Happiness is…
Yesterday’s make up, I haven’t combed my hair and I am wearing pajamas. But it’s visible proof of the changes coffee makes in my day! :D
Lazy Caramel Coffee Day
I woke up this morning to a little winter wonderland. The first snow of the year. I love snow, especially in November, December and January. By February and March I’m tired of it but early in winter? It excites me every time. It’s insulating, snow. You feel like you’re in your own quiet little world.
Tidbits
Completely random thoughts with no redeeming value what so ever. I am such a bad blogger. I just don’t give a shit if you’re bored. I swear, I will try to be more exciting… later. Some time. Maybe. It always sort of amazes me when people actually notice things about other people. Not things folks
Sunday Scribbles
I’m sitting outside on my balcony. Yes, in November. Remember when Taylor put up that awning for me and built me in a desk? As Fall approached, we also closed the space in. We used that window plastic stuff, a layer inside and out, so I can still completely see out and get any sunlight
Stop. Brew. Fill. Sink. Breathe.
That is exactly how my immediate future is looking. It’s been a hectic day and I am tired and I can’t stop working even though I stopped working three hours ago so I need to consciously STOP. Go into the kitchen. Brew up a strong, rich cup of Sumatran coffee. Fill the tub. Toss in a
Elodie
There are a few different brands of ceramic sex toys at EdenFantasys — Lovemoiselle, Charles Duncan Designs and Goldfrau. I haven’t managed to get my hands on a Goldfrau yet. They’re unbelievably pricey and, though they are gorgeous, I haven’t convinced myself they’re worth the cost. Charles Duncan Designs are lovely and I have a
Randomness
…a mug of vanilla coffee, throw a handful of vanilla salts in the bath water and let the warmth ease my muscles and soothe my soul – not that either are very sore but, still, some ease and soothing can never hurt.
Hahahahahahhahahaha HA
“I disagree . you’re a cunt biscuit. FUckity duck licker whoredoodle. yes yes yes! shut up, dog breath”
Full
I’ve found that utter laziness and do-nothingness makes it seem like wasted time so I’m interspersing the lazy with some fun and some productive
Today? Was like a double Monday.
Weekend? Fantastic. Work after a three day weekend? Insane.
Morning Sex and Coffee
I’m not a fan of waking up so being woken up before I’m ready by someone groping and grabbing just irritates me. My head spins around like the girl from The Exorcist and it’s not at all pretty.
Saturday Morning Lists
And I? I will soon have the house to myself which means peace and quiet and no one else’s energy to invade my senses and, even though I shall be cleaning, I plan to enjoy it.
Goin’ Hippy
Sort of…
Peanut butter, anal douching, love
Facts, thoughts, moments, opinions from the past week, in no particular order: It doesn’t matter how long you’ve lived with someone, even after almost a decade the first time they walk in on you while you’re doing an anal douche? Fucking embarrassing. You will find yourself screeching “do you MIND????” and acting like a fool.
Vanilla Sugar, it’s Not Personal
Nothing – nothing – does it for me like curling up in my chair, done with work, weather gone gray, toss on a sweatshirt afternoons with a cup of vanilla sugar coffee. It’s the most relaxed I get. Ever.
Yadda yadda yadda and a new home for Bug
And that, really, is about it. I’m taking my hazelnut coffee, my book and going to flop for the night.
Yes, it’s early. No, I don’t care. I’m tired.
Thank you for listening to me be boring. :P
15 Minutes of Nothingness
Put down the iPhone, turn off twitter, close your feed reader…
Shut it all down, shut it all off and go be good to yourself for an hour. You do not have to do that one more thing, take care of this one last item. Just… pause. You’ll thank yourself for it, I promise.
Pause
So, anyhow. I was insane busy today and when I finally stopped and looked at the clock and realized it was almost five and I hadn’t eaten and I was feeling like shit, I hit the pause button.
Coffee makes happy. And weird.
And because I’m retarded I took a video of how my coffee machine makes cappuccino.
And now I’m sharing it with you.
Because coffee makes me happy. And I’m retarded.
My Mailman Loves Me/I Feel Like Shit
Still, I am cleaning and writing reviews, even if I am doing it juiced on Theraflu and VapoRub and wearing a flannel shirt four sizes too big for me.
Blowjobs and snuffles
It’s bad enough my snootch is out of order, I don’t need a cold/flu on top of it, damn it!
And, man, let me tell you, having the snootch out of order is the suck. It’s like it’s sucked everything sexual right out of me.




