kill her, fuck him.

i'm going to kill Cortnee, my fake girlfriend. i don't even get to sleep with her and she gets to attempt to ruin my life: i exported to wordpress after all of her boasting, got overwhelmed and didn't like it, AND exported back to blogger at the cost of all of my formatting and comment authors... i'll kill that girl. the next day [yesterday], i solved the whole friends-only thing AND retrieved: all of my old posts [even ones from my old LJ], original formatting, and original comment authors with a lucky chance export. i love it!

so now i'm here at this lovely space with all of my entries and comments. all friends-only and protected.

good thing too, because i caved in my bet two nights ago! i screwed my boyfriend like i wanted to give myself back trauma. it was great. i'm so weak, but he ain't complaining. woke up the next morning and took some tylenol! and i feel bad for even entertaining this, but how does one evade that "sore feeling?" i'm not a virgin and i've had my fair share of sex partners [12 or so--and don't judge me you prude hookers!]. so then why do my girly parts ache after intercourse? i don't know. whoever says rude things about pale-skinned guys and their size is full of shit!

okay i'm done being inappropriate. for today. i'll ignore the wet dream i had about a woman two nights ago. i'm getting in the shower for a day with my boy and thinking about all of his sexy parts.

does anybody else have a tragic attraction to a part of the human anatomy? i'm not the only undersexed woman with an active mind. shoulders? v-muscle? hips? all of the above and then some?

ciao, mes cheres!