Monday, 26 January 2009

mondays, i hate mondays.

Today is Monday, and that is all that matters. My day will be inevitably hell.
To be perfectly honest actually "hell" is a bit of an exaggeration, but i don't know, its still been bad. The past two days, (Sunday and Monday) i have spent working my ass off on coursework. The amount of coursework i actually have is ridiculous and despite all my best efforts the mountain of work never ever seems to be worn down. bugger.
I am aware that in a matter of months all of this coursework will be in and i will be in the clear, but the sense of panic still remains.
My only way of sustaining some sanity is by seeing Wolfy, but i cant do that every second of the day, and on Mondays, he goes home early. double bugger. Despite the strong urge of wanting to just wallow in the misery of Monday, i manage to stagger between lessons, hand something in and get some art done.
*sighs* art... somehow, today, despite the melancholic nature of Monday i managed to produce a substantial amount of art and of good quality, unfortunately my sister came in to see my work, and i managed to tell her she has a giant nose, and she burst into tears... smooth.

Feeling rather proud of myself i dive head first into a packet of Squares and a Galaxy bar *rewards are great*... however my gluttony takes its toll in the form of chronic stomach pains.

As everything i seem to do gets thrown back in my face by the sneaky evil that is Monday, i have resigned myself to my bed. A prison for the insane. However i am under no influence to try and escape from the suffocating pillowy goodness, as it is warm and snuggly. So i have made myself a caccoon of my own tragic crazyness and am settling down to escape the evils of Monday, and enter the dreary frustration that is Tuesday. Joy....

... till next time ...

Saturday, 24 January 2009

Dead but still Positive

SO tired, but still holding up. At present it it half past midnight, and to be honest i do NOT want to be awake. In fact i don't know why i am. I guess i am purely restless, i cant stop fidgeting. I was just thinking about today i guess. A long long long day.

i woke up, and i do know we all have to wake up eventually, but having been in school all week i could have done with a lie in. however on the bright side i was seeing wolfy in an hour so driven furious libido and the prospect of seeing the man i love i crawl out of bed to slather on the warpaint and look decent. HA!

When i arrived, i rushed out of the car and propelled myself headlong to the door bell. As soon as i saw his flushed face i threw myself at him, (i might mention that it has been a while, and that desperation stems from the love only. honest.) it was one of the best kisses in such a long time. The time at his was filled with suspense. His family is moving and the prospect of a potential buyer, got the whole house in sanitary arms! Christ even wolfs room was tidy...
the rules of the viewing was that we act respectable. That meant no fornication or intimacy of any kind. bugger. we managed it however but only brief, a couple of close shaves regarding his youngest sibling, but heh i am still alive, so if she did see anything she didn't complain.
i think i just might add Wolf is amazing at all bases, i dunno how he does it but it always arouses Kitty. Surprisingly he is as good for me as i am for myself, which takes some beating. The supposed viewer (aka ass) did not show up. Which meant that time spent potentially rubbing up and down each other was spent playin tumbling monkeys with little sister. Not that i am complaining...

i arrived home exhausted, exhausted because the of the continual teasing suffered today from Wolf, and dumped myself on the sofa. Dad greeted me with "hey emotional baggage". nothing new there. my little sister is here with her best friend, screaming and watching horror movies, i have nonchalantly joined them, and in a desperate attempt to provent myself from doing my usual 1 am activities i have tightened my belt. Progress...
anyway, my bed calls. Kitties fingers are itching at her belt and her eyes are closing. but hey, at least i am positive. Tomorrow i can do it all over again. Yippee!

... till next time ...

Friday, 23 January 2009

pondering the times

First ever post and i am pleased to announce that i am frickin freezing.

My profile doesn't explain much however but warning: Kitty is being allowed free range of this blog so it could go horrendously wrong. The frustration of being so wrapped up in school work is astounding! having completed my Keats essay in the early hours of yesterday morning, i resigned myself to my fate, accepting that i wasn't going to get any sleep any time soon and got cozy in my bed. Being in one of Kitty's moods i snuggled in just skin and socks!
Lemonade in one hand, computer full of hentai on lap i resume usual activities for 1am. usually involving fingers and gritted teeth. The texts i receive from my lover at this point make me blush even more and just continue to excite me no end! he always manages that... if anyone can make kitty head over heals in love, or crazy with arousal it will be wolfy *giggles*

i figure it is probably a good time to start writing again. i used to always write. my favorite character is called Moby. Remarkably he is not your everyday teen story character; infact he is a pink alien cat. random i know, but i have gotten a lot of praise for it. in a few days i will leave a link for those that remain curious...

...hehe till next time...