Be Still, My Rampaging Hormones.
Oct. 21st, 2004 01:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lykomancerI. Really. Want. HotASLLady/Theresa.
Dammit.
Gawdammit.
She's hot. Really, sublimely, mind-numbingly hot.
I'd talk to her, but I don't know what to say or how to be casual and not contrived and how to not spill the, OMFG, I wanna do dirty, dirty things to you...and also, I'm sure-- if I did talk to her-- she'd be a little weirded out by the idiot grin I'd be wearing.
I am cowed by her hotness.
Grr...
Especially when she wears those pseudo-Mary Janes with the silver buckles and all I really wanna do is get down and lick them
(...and work my way up...)
Um. Heh-heh! I didn't just write that. ^_^;;;
I was having issues today 'cause she sat right in front of me and my brain was flooded out by a sea of hormones and all I could concentrate on was the slope of her shoulder, the exposed nape of her neck, the smooth curve of her jaw.
I think I kinda wanna bite her.
She has fabulous legs. I caught myself dwelling on the thought of her knees and how cute they must be today during the sermon, and I felt really perverse.
(~HEN-TAI!~)
(Thank you, brain, for pointing out the obvious...)
I mean, really, how do you have a civil conversation with someone when doing kinky things to them is the primary thing in your thoughts?
God. Damn.
I think I'm going to draw her-- ala anime, like I did my own portrait-- so you all can have a visual to go with my babbling.
Annie, if you ever move down here and we get a different apartment, I want to live in/nearer to Saint Paul (rather than Minneapolis). I like St. Paul better.
So, yes, I put in my two week's notice for work, and asked for most of next week off-- I should be in Ashland starting Tuesday-- and am now (pretty much) self-employed as a writing tutor at seminary. I can make my own hours and charge whatever I feel is reasonable...though I'm not sure what "reasonable" means in this case.
I'm technically not done with work until Halloween, but...Heh, bad Jess...since I asked for Tuesday through Friday off of next week, and that would mean that I'd be ending my vacation in Ashland to go back for my last two days of work, I might skip them and stay in Ashland for Halloween.
I remember parts of last Halloween, and what I remember, I want to experience again. ^_^
Dammit.
Gawdammit.
She's hot. Really, sublimely, mind-numbingly hot.
I'd talk to her, but I don't know what to say or how to be casual and not contrived and how to not spill the, OMFG, I wanna do dirty, dirty things to you...and also, I'm sure-- if I did talk to her-- she'd be a little weirded out by the idiot grin I'd be wearing.
I am cowed by her hotness.
Grr...
Especially when she wears those pseudo-Mary Janes with the silver buckles and all I really wanna do is get down and lick them
(...and work my way up...)
Um. Heh-heh! I didn't just write that. ^_^;;;
I was having issues today 'cause she sat right in front of me and my brain was flooded out by a sea of hormones and all I could concentrate on was the slope of her shoulder, the exposed nape of her neck, the smooth curve of her jaw.
I think I kinda wanna bite her.
She has fabulous legs. I caught myself dwelling on the thought of her knees and how cute they must be today during the sermon, and I felt really perverse.
(~HEN-TAI!~)
(Thank you, brain, for pointing out the obvious...)
I mean, really, how do you have a civil conversation with someone when doing kinky things to them is the primary thing in your thoughts?
God. Damn.
I think I'm going to draw her-- ala anime, like I did my own portrait-- so you all can have a visual to go with my babbling.
Annie, if you ever move down here and we get a different apartment, I want to live in/nearer to Saint Paul (rather than Minneapolis). I like St. Paul better.
So, yes, I put in my two week's notice for work, and asked for most of next week off-- I should be in Ashland starting Tuesday-- and am now (pretty much) self-employed as a writing tutor at seminary. I can make my own hours and charge whatever I feel is reasonable...though I'm not sure what "reasonable" means in this case.
I'm technically not done with work until Halloween, but...Heh, bad Jess...since I asked for Tuesday through Friday off of next week, and that would mean that I'd be ending my vacation in Ashland to go back for my last two days of work, I might skip them and stay in Ashland for Halloween.
I remember parts of last Halloween, and what I remember, I want to experience again. ^_^
