|Blogs > fieldsofdaisy > Moral Turpitude!!!!|
*insert thick southern drawl here*
Well, I do declare! I certainly have dragged you all, kicking and screaming, into the depths of my depravity, haven't I? Shame on me. Y'all don't deserve such callous and unladylike behavia...
*back to normal, non-accented voice*
(and yes, everyone ELSE has an accent. Not CA folk. Nuh-uh. Just you!)
Ok. So maybe you weren't kicking and screaming. (That is, unless I had commanded you to while you were tied up, huh? ) I guess I have taken a different turn in my lil' ole bloggy-blog, as of late, haven't I?
It was fun, though, wasn't it??? I've been in a bit of a mood lately. (Like you couldn't tell!) And, what better place to express that 'mood' than here, right? Actually, that's why I started this blog in the first place. To post some of the naughtier stuff that plays out in my head. However, I've been taking my time, getting comfortable with good old bloggy. Getting to know him. (Yes, Bloggy is a male. I mean, think about it... He constantly demands attention. Entertainment. And is particular to filthy, naughty fare. Um. Hello? MALE. But, I digress...) (Well, ok. Yes, that sounds awfully female too. But, damnit! MY BLOGGY. MY CHOICE. Even if I can't rationalize it!) (And, yes, that last statement? SO fucking female, was it not?) Making sure that I was good and comfortable with him, before taking him to bed and rocking his world.
So, anyway, I guess I'm just keeping old Bloggy on his toes. One day, I'll leave him home alone while I go out and play with the girls. The next day, I'll ride him like a champion pony, until he's slathered and sweaty and foaming at the mouth.
'Tis a woman's prerogative to change her mind, no?
(Yes. I WAY overused parenthesis in this post. Wutcha gonna do about it? Huh? Huh? Yeah... That's what I thought. Wimp. )
(And, yes. I DO realize that I'm a huge dork. I like to say that it's part of my charm... That's my story and I'm sticking to it!!!)
7/28/2006 6:46 pm
Nothing wrong with a little proliferation of parentheticals positively permeating your passionate parlance, which precludes provoking any pertinent platitudes purported by a present possibility of penitence in a plain and pointed post.|
(that all being said, my life seems like one parenthetical expression and I do sympathise, lol... and no thesaurus was harmed in the creation of this alliterative expression
btw, I understand the accent issue with CA and all over. My accent is so flat, I have to show my drivers license sometimes to prove I'm from Texas.
And nothing wrong with being a dork... I cherish my nerdiness, lol.