midnight randomness...
Because I'm wide awake and do not want to think about that damn 'Twilight' erotica any longer.
1.) How old are you when you become a dowager? Seriously. I need to know. Is it 41? I've never even been a dominatrix and now I'm a dowager.
2.) I've re-read (or skimmed) my Liason fics tonight. None of them are even halfway good enough to change the names and publish for some ridiculous amount of money.
3.) Of course, hers wasn't all that great either so maybe I should just go for it.
4.) I miss message boards and the conversations and fun that I used to have on them. When I read some of our threads from The Palace, I can't believe how much I laugh. And it all happened like 7 years ago.
5.) My memory (admittedly probably due to the amount of medication I'm on) is shot. I've probably blogged this before but since I can't remember anything past yesterday, how would I know? What's the over/under though on if I remember to file my taxes?
6.) Does anyone else find it weird how when you lose a significant amount of weight, your boobs don't look as buoyant? I mean I can be 10-15 lbs overweight but my boobs look fantastic OR I can be somewhat thin with saggy boobs.
7.) Probably if I had even put a bra on today, I wouldn't be writing about my floppy breasts.
8.) Don't judge. I was sick this morning and then spent my afternoon reading freaking wank stuff about that 'Twilight' erotica thing. Also, tweeting. What can I say, it made me feel better.
9.) Maybe my boobs are suddenly saggy because I'm a dowager.
10.) I'm going to look the definition up. Hold on.
dow·a·ger (dou-jr)
n.
1. A widow who holds a title or property derived from her deceased husband.
2. An elderly woman of high social station.
Fuck me. I AM a dowager.
1.) How old are you when you become a dowager? Seriously. I need to know. Is it 41? I've never even been a dominatrix and now I'm a dowager.
2.) I've re-read (or skimmed) my Liason fics tonight. None of them are even halfway good enough to change the names and publish for some ridiculous amount of money.
3.) Of course, hers wasn't all that great either so maybe I should just go for it.
4.) I miss message boards and the conversations and fun that I used to have on them. When I read some of our threads from The Palace, I can't believe how much I laugh. And it all happened like 7 years ago.
5.) My memory (admittedly probably due to the amount of medication I'm on) is shot. I've probably blogged this before but since I can't remember anything past yesterday, how would I know? What's the over/under though on if I remember to file my taxes?
6.) Does anyone else find it weird how when you lose a significant amount of weight, your boobs don't look as buoyant? I mean I can be 10-15 lbs overweight but my boobs look fantastic OR I can be somewhat thin with saggy boobs.
7.) Probably if I had even put a bra on today, I wouldn't be writing about my floppy breasts.
8.) Don't judge. I was sick this morning and then spent my afternoon reading freaking wank stuff about that 'Twilight' erotica thing. Also, tweeting. What can I say, it made me feel better.
9.) Maybe my boobs are suddenly saggy because I'm a dowager.
10.) I'm going to look the definition up. Hold on.
dow·a·ger (dou-jr)
n.
1. A widow who holds a title or property derived from her deceased husband.
2. An elderly woman of high social station.
Fuck me. I AM a dowager.
