Entries Tagged as 'really pretty boys'

Monday, March 8th, 2010

Memories.

Once upon a whenever, I took my Boy Friend to see “Cats: The Musical.”
“Do you have any idea what the Hell they are singing about?” He asked during intermission.
“Not a clue.”
“Thank fuck. I thought it was just me.”
“A pussy cat sings about memories soon, I think,” I informed him.
“I’ve heard that before…”
I don’t remember too [...]

Saturday, March 6th, 2010

The Theory Of Retribution.

I wonder whether we can ever evolve past the bitterness we feel towards The Next Girlfriend[/Boyfriend]? I have. And while I don’t really want to toot my own horn as some sort of Darwinist aberration of nature, I so totally will.
Once Upon A Two Degrees Ago, I felt nothing but resentment for the girl who [...]

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

You Talkin’ To Me?

If my dog could talk, I would probably kill myself. The four pound ball of lovable fluff knows almost everything there is to know about me. And as he is a poodle, I have to assume that he would be a gossip if his breed were to morph with human qualities to produce an entirely [...]

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

A Picture Paints A Thousand Words.

I have often wished that I was a wallflower. A quiet little image who hangs in the corner during a gathering like an obedient and observational painting. A Monet, if you will. Instead, I’m like something Picasso painted, looked at it and went, “Fuck, even I think that is too much.”
I will never be the [...]

Friday, February 26th, 2010

World’s Wisest Woman.

The Interweb is full of misleading information. Take porn, for example. 
“Real girls don’t do that,” I have told my Boy Friends. 
“They will eventually.” 
“Sure. If persuasion by saturation actually works.” 
The real world is no different, really. My Nanna, if she wanted knowledge in her youth, really had to search for it. Today, I couldn’t be fucked [...]

Wednesday, February 24th, 2010

The Ex Factor

There is a nursery rhyme that goes,
“There were three in the bed and the little one said ‘Roll over, Roll over’. So they all rolled over and one fell out.”
Obviously the writer of said jingle never had an ex-girlfriend or boyfriend. Because anyone who has an ex knows that the fall out has nothing to [...]

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

The Prettiest Toy In The World.

I would love to be trapped in a room with the girl who invented monogamy. I am enlightened enough to assume that it wasn’t a man.
“Just the one? For what? Forever? You’re shitting me right? That is a horrible theory. Be gone, idiot. Next! What did you say? Speak up. The earth is flat? OK. [...]

Friday, February 19th, 2010

The Prettiest Boy In The Light.

I have a friend who won’t have sex with the lights on. Which must really be a bitch when she gets horny during daylight hours.
“I don’t want him to see my body,” she explains.
“But…but…he’s…like…already…kind of…oh…what? I don’t understand the question.”
When I am on top of a guy, even in the dark, I kind of assume [...]

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

An Affair To Remember.

Alzheimer’s is, probably, a diagnoses I am going to have to cope with when I am old and living my dream on a rocking chair with a shotgun. I remember very few things these days and, so, considering it is encouraged by alcohol consumption, I don’t even bother practicing a shocked expression for when the [...]

Wednesday, February 17th, 2010

Are You Trying To Seduce Me, Saint Valentine?

I am sleeping with a younger man. I could not have asked for anything more as a Valentine’s Day present. Romance to me is Mute and Muscular. However, I didn’t actually ask for anything from Saint Valentine. Simply because I do not believe in it. It has just never made sense to me. A day [...]