Gues what time it is...

Apr 22, 2009 11:49

Yep, you betcha, it's spring.

Ffs...

Ok, so I got unceremoniously dumped by my emotionally and physically crippled (by choice on both, btw) bf. Yay. Thanks for brining all my shit back without making me have to pack or load it. :)

I told someone at the dance studio to stop being a prima dona and now there's a whole can of worms crawling around the dance floor. Joy.

I need to get stapled to a mattress and gorilla fucked in a serious way. It's been nearly 6 months. Sandarita is not pleased.
Requirements: drug/disease/drama free, NSA, quick-witted, decisive and strong but not aggressive, not shorter than me (except in very particular circumstances), willing to host and to leave the back door alone, ffs. Jesus, that sounds like a "casual encounters" ad on Craigslist. But it is what it is. Oh, preferably aged 21-40, though at this point the younger the better, stamina-wise.

Yeah, and now I can get on LJ from work. Werd.
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