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sunday was so lazy.
i had some yummy special coffee my mom taught me how to make when i was little. I guess her Argentinian step mother, Gladys taught her how to make it.
you separate an egg yolk from the white which is tossed out, then in a coffee cup mix the yolk with 1 or 2 spoons of sugar and stir it with coffee... it's so freaking good.
I did a lot of cleaning in my bedroom but at a completely lazy pace. it took me hours to do what should have taken 1.
then we made spaghetti dinner. we had a blush sauce! i cooked everything and michael helped me chop, and april made the salad... sort of. michael mostly made it. april bakd garlic bread. we had sparkling grape juice! i love sparkling grape juice. i promise the food actually looked so delicious. it was amazing. i make amazing spaghetti sauce. i just jumped into it before taking a pic...
then i found some old photos... good times. i looked like a girl when i was little. hard to believe i was at one time blond haired and blue eyed.
I've been chatting with a few people here and there, but honestly, i don't know why i am. i don't really want to get to know these people and possibly care about any of them. I just want to satisfy some bodily urges that can be a bit difficult to satisfy with only my hand. I wish i could telepathically communicate with some random suitably attractive male located a reasonable distance from my home that i would like to sex him, not talk, and then leave, and if it was good enough, do that a few more times. because these are things i cannot bring myself to say. prior to these last two months it had been a year since the last time i'd had sex. i'd like to not do that again. I'm so bad at being promiscuous. i always end up having deep conversation or cuddling instead? sometimes it's just as intimate. sometimes.
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i had some yummy special coffee my mom taught me how to make when i was little. I guess her Argentinian step mother, Gladys taught her how to make it.
you separate an egg yolk from the white which is tossed out, then in a coffee cup mix the yolk with 1 or 2 spoons of sugar and stir it with coffee... it's so freaking good.
I did a lot of cleaning in my bedroom but at a completely lazy pace. it took me hours to do what should have taken 1.
then we made spaghetti dinner. we had a blush sauce! i cooked everything and michael helped me chop, and april made the salad... sort of. michael mostly made it. april bakd garlic bread. we had sparkling grape juice! i love sparkling grape juice. i promise the food actually looked so delicious. it was amazing. i make amazing spaghetti sauce. i just jumped into it before taking a pic...
then i found some old photos... good times. i looked like a girl when i was little. hard to believe i was at one time blond haired and blue eyed.
I've been chatting with a few people here and there, but honestly, i don't know why i am. i don't really want to get to know these people and possibly care about any of them. I just want to satisfy some bodily urges that can be a bit difficult to satisfy with only my hand. I wish i could telepathically communicate with some random suitably attractive male located a reasonable distance from my home that i would like to sex him, not talk, and then leave, and if it was good enough, do that a few more times. because these are things i cannot bring myself to say. prior to these last two months it had been a year since the last time i'd had sex. i'd like to not do that again. I'm so bad at being promiscuous. i always end up having deep conversation or cuddling instead? sometimes it's just as intimate. sometimes.
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