Wednesday, March 31, 2010
4 things
2. job interview was more of a conversation. it went well i think but they are definitely in no hurry to hire. i'm not sure what to think. still processing the day.
3. i'm very tired.
4. happy nekkidness to all the nekkid people.
goodnight.
xoxo,
Bella
6am WTF post
xoxo,
Bella
Update: as if by magic, all is well now with the not-being-pregnant thing. I think it was the goldfish/marshmellow combo. Carry on about your day. Peace.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
post date
eeeeeek!
more later tonight!
xoxo,
Bella
Saturday, March 27, 2010
a quickie
And I'm still exhausted so this post is pretty much done. I have many things I'm mulling over in my head but don't have the words to express them right now. Life is just weird sometimes.
More soon.
Goodnight.
xoxo,
Bella
Thursday, March 25, 2010
red
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
this post has no purpose
and so with that perfectly useless bit of information, i'm off to bed. happy hnt to those who play along and y'all have a good thursday.
goodnight.
xoxo,
bella
Today's Wish List
I want you to tell me I'm beautiful & sexy, even when I'm not.
I want you to kiss me lightly on the shoulder while standing behind me with your arms around my waist.
I want your tongue to trace the outline of my lips before kissing me passionately.
I want you to hold me down on the bed by my wrists while you drive into me as hard as you can.
xoxo,
Bella
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Some Questions
Why did I just eat that bag of bbq fritos? I'm not hungry, just bored. Now my breath smells like butt. Where's my gum?
Why did my alarm go off just as I was about to suck off a Shemar Moore look-a-like in the backseat of someone's car? This was right after I'd fucked the other guy sitting next to him. I'll never get that dream to come back.
Carry on with your day.
xoxo,
Bella
Sunday, March 21, 2010
strip club, upcoming hotness & bedtime
In other news, Mr. Man has something super sexy hot coming up but I'm not sure if he is ok with me spilling the juiciness here just yet...I think I'm as excited about it for him as he is!
I suppose I'll put myself to bed now as I have an early date with some bastard named Gym. Oh, btw, I did go purchase dark brown haircolor...but it is still in the box for now...bwahahahahahahah...
And now, to find something to read to ease myself into sleep. Hopefully.
Goodnight.
xoxo,
Bella
come cuddle with me
The weekend has been nice. Lazy and quiet and uneventful. Well, except for the idiotic ruckus I've caused upon returning from the hair salon. Sigh.
There's stupid hair drama here and the fact that it is hair drama makes me roll my eyes and get all irritated. The short of it (haha) is that I got a crazy ass hairdo (crazier than normal), a black cherry purplish color underneath and bright blond on top. Usually it's just purply with blond chunks but for some reason, this redistribution of the lighter color has started The Great Hair Battle of 2010. My mother says I have to dye it a "normal" color before a job interview that I have next week. Mr. Man agrees. My friends are split. Some say "it's kickass, leave it alone, be your own person". Others say "I know it sucks but it's just too much for your workplace and you don't want to jeopardize getting this new job because of your hair".
God, I hate logical thinkers. If I lived outside the damn Bible Belt I think I'd be fine. It's so lame that I have to worry about where my tattoos go on my body or the color of my hair or how crazy my makeup is. Its stifling but seems to be the reality of where I reside and where I work. And so, I imagine there will be a trip to the store later tonight for a box of boring brown hairdye. Fuckers. Further confirmation that I don't belong here because I have to force who I am into the appropriate box. I shoulda been a starving artist or some such. Again, fuckers.
Well, I didn't mean for this to turn into an entire post about my stupid hair! Ha! Oh well. Anyway. The two hour nap I had earlier today was so yummy that I'm tempted to crawl back under the covers for round two. But instead I'll get off the laptop and go rejoin my sweet family for the rest of this drizzly evening. But maybe tonight...tonight, maybe there will be cuddling involved...cuddling with me and my crazy ass hair.
xoxo,
Bella
Saturday, March 20, 2010
quiet time
Perhaps I'll have sweet dreams to match my wine.
Goodnight.
xoxo,
Bella
Thursday, March 18, 2010
something sexy
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Mobile blogging
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
wrong way
I get so discouraged about my career. I hate the direction I've taken and the pigeonhole I currently find myself stuck in. I think back and try to recall exactly where I turned the wrong corner that got me to here. I've been telling myself that something has got to break or give or fall apart at some point, that I can't keep doing what I'm doing day after day, year after year. I'm too young and too smart to be doing something I hate, something that I get no fulfillment or joy out of, something that I've become apathetic towards. And yet, still I sit behind that desk and fake it over and over again. Smiling and nodding and agreeing at all the right times with all the right people. It's exhausting. It doesn't help that my boss is a total clueless bitch but that's an entirely different issue.
Anyway, this post was much longer but I got tired of reading my whining. Suffice it to say that it gets me down quite often. That "stuck" feeling is wearing on me and I don't see a solution anytime soon. I can be so much more than this, do so much more. I just need a chance to change my course.
Goodnight.
xoxo,
Bella
Saturday, March 13, 2010
boyz
Ok, I spoke too soon, Mr. Jr. High just made me laugh.
I had an interesting text conversation with Jake last night. I can't figure out if he's fucking with me or actually WANTS to fuck me. Ha. There is about a 1% chance that he will be off work on Friday and I'll get a ride on his bike. Um, euphemism much? Heehee. But seriously, he has a hot bike that I have been dying to get on for ages. So cross your fingers for me y'all?
As if to contradict my statement in a prior post about the lack of sex I've been having lately, Mr. Man and I had super hot, extra spicy, spectacularly dirty lovin' last night. The dirty talk was intoxicating and the sexiness....well, perfect. I love him so very very much.
Oh shit, just remembered the time changes tonight doesn't it? Which means, I'm out.
Ciao.
xoxo,
Bella
Friday, March 12, 2010
now where did i put that can of soup?
to do list
The sexiness in my life has been a bit lacking lately. Besides all the self-love I've been engaging in mind you. Its a bad time of year for sex in this house (tax season) but Mr. Man was being quite grabby last night so hopefully I'll get some good fucking in this weekend. Of course, I could always call up my phone sex friend and have a go. But I have to be in the right mood for that. Maybe later today...
Anyway, not much to say, just checking in and saying hello I guess. Perhaps something more exciting later. Have a great weekend!
xoxo,
Bella
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
in the quiet of morning
My eyes closed and my hands began to wander. Skimming over my throat, between breasts, down belly and to that place that makes me moan. I parted my lips and felt the wetness seep onto my probing fingers. My other hand wandered over my thigh and up a writhing hip, caressing my breast and circling my hard nipple.
Breathing faster now I reach for my favorite toy and press its vibrating hardness onto my softness. I hold it there, letting the pulsing invade me, completely relaxing my body. Fingers running back and forth over breasts, nipples, thighs. I'm throbbing with pleasure now and tease my pussy with the toy. Wanting to cum but not letting myself. Not yet.
And then, its time. My clit and my entire body need release. I arch my back and find that place that gives me the most pleasure. My orgasm encompasses me in a slow steady hard rhythm of ecstasy. Just when I hit a peak, I say his name out loud over and over and my mind rewards me with several more seconds of extreme pleasurable throbbing.
I'm spent and satisfied. I lay there in the afterglow of a phenomenal orgasm and drift in and out of sleep for a bit. As I get up to dress for my day I think I'll make a point of enjoying the mornings like this more often.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
domestic diva
I am the world's worst cook which is actually ok by me because I hate to cook. In my opinion, there is nothing I can cook that will taste any better than what I can buy somewhere. And the clean up? Its much easier to throw away (or recycle rather) a box or a can than to wash the 50 million bowls, pots, pans, and spoons that I will no doubt mess up in my pathetic attempt to cook. Perhaps if I were better at it, I'd feel differently but that whole Paula Deen gene missed me by a country mile or two.
Housekeeping? Uhhhhhh. I'm kind of a slob. Granted, if I know I am having company, I can get my house in decent enough shape to be acceptable but if you happen to stop by without calling me first? The reason I won't answer the door is because I don't want you to see the couch made of laundry and the hearth covered with kiddo's toys and the kitchen sink full of dirty glasses, etc etc. And I've never understood why people make their beds only to go off to work and come home to climb right back in them anyway? Seems like wasted effort to me.
So in the category of domesticated woman, I am an epic failure. Its a good thing I give good head.