August 3, 2011

wet mornings; blind events

dear little slice of pizza on the side of my face diary,

today i woke up having a straight up orgasm and that my dear stawkers is something i have not done since prolly junior high school. i was moaning and carrying on and the whole bit. i am so lucky i didn't get caught by anyone other than becky, who woke me up thankfully, and if ever i had any doubts it could happen in your sleep- i don't anymore- AT ALL. i suppose when there is a need- the mind will find a way to satisfy that need- regardless. fucking AYE! and i got to meet nancy grace earlier in dreamland- but she didn't like me so much. i guess it was because i was so close to the crime- but i couldn't see what had happened. i told her it was like a slice of pizza on the side of my face and i couldn't see past it. she didn't appreciate my food analogy and chewed me to pieces. i dunno if i like the earth angel as much as i used to. maybe sheeba from illinois can just have her.