The smell of fried chicken makes me want to fuck
Posted at 10:43 PM May 01, 2008
5.45am: It's not often that I have sex dreams, really, but last night I had two. In one I had two clits. In another (or maybe it was the same one?) I was getting banged while doing a handstand. It was awesome.
7.30am: How come whenever I peel a banana it's like I'm thirteen again? I always want to giggle and lick the tip of it suggestively like i'm at a slumber party or something. Seriously, it's just breakfast.
1pm: Walking past the laundromat on my street, thinking I should come here sometime, even though I have a washer and dryer at home. There are cute boys inside and they probably listen to Maroon 5. No offense. Also, I could get all my laundry done in an hour.
6.15pm: The smell of fried chicken makes me want to fuck.
6.30pm: Just had to change batteries mid-wank. I so desperately need a rechargeable vibrator. Better for me, better for the planet. I am trying to be green, but man, a girl needs to get off.
Madeline Glass whiles away her time on the internet delving into her and others' sex lives, while offline she juggles several, um, intimate relationships and an acute case of the roving horny eyeballs. Read her blog.
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Chicken and Sex reminds me of that Southern Culture on the Skids song, '8 Piece Box.'
Posted by: Carmen at May 1, 2008 11:13 PM
