Monday, November 12, 2007
Go, Go, Gutter Mind...de-activate!
Everything anyone says lately puts my mind right in the old dirty, sexy gutter. Shouldn't the upcoming Thanksgiving put my mind somewhere wholesome and familial, or at least thinking about food and naps? Maybe the whole Thanksgiving "family-ness" makes me want to feather the nest and where better to start than to find a man? Of course, just thinking about a man, any man, doesn't get me one. No one seems to know any good men. It's a sad state of the world when there are no good men. I have to hope that there is one left, and I'll be greedy enough to grab him if he would make himself known. So, be warned, if you speak to me, watch what you say as there might be consequences of smut of the mind or pleas for a man. Either way, not pretty.
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Hmmm... well, as one who has witnessed this rush of surging estrogen, all I can say is to continue to think EVERY DAY about the kind of guy you want. He'll show up -- I promise. The universe is great that way.
And in the mean time, maybe you should channel your Inner Charlotte and get yourself a Rabbit? LOL (Or, if money is tight, they have a generic version called the "Wabbit.") *grin*
You are always such a gutter head. And did I mention that I love that about you? You're the only one I can count on to be exactly as depraved as I am! LOL Go feather that nest, sister.
BTW, I nominated you for an award. See my page for the info.
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