| buuuuuuuuuuuurd its cold |
[Dec. 9th, 2008|08:53 pm] |
I am full of sausage and noodles, I am thinking my weight gain is going pretty well, My belly looks so cute, its a like a little round cushion so I am feeling a little warmer..i was going to go to Choice to get myself a wonderful cupcake but was delayed by various amounts of customer service representatives on the phone. No cupcake today but maybe tomorrow, i wish I took the G to work instead of the C so I could swing by Choice in the am and eat cupcakes for breakfast!
It snowed for the first time a couple of days ago, We were in Union Square eating food and when I saw the snow I twisted my body around and spread my arms twas great.
I feel that whenever i post i post pictures of Connecticut and not New York which is weird, I think I am more inspired to take photos up there anyway...here is some of thanks giving
The other night Jacob took me to his friends for a dinner party. They were a beautiful couple that lived on 12th and 3rd in a very proper apartment and by proper i mean amazing and spacious...almost as spacious as some brooklyn apartments i have seen. They provided us with an amazing dinner and after a few glasses of wiine the conversation turned into into that of politics and humerous antidotes about culture world and life that young urban professionals in their mis 20's discuss....now...the part that interested mee........was her...................
She, an intelligent put together girl who works for the New York times fascinated me for some reason, perhaps it was the wine but after the night passed on and politics and financial woes dominated the table I watched as she slipped away from the conversation into her own world, her long slender fingers playing with the wax of the candle and the flames illuminated her skin and eyes as if they were dancing all around her.
last thing...
i have noticed a recent trend of mine for delving into masculinity and heterosexual sex...as well as turning in my literature of female adventurers, literary geniuses feminine bastions of strength and scholar to those of novels..simple ones of cozy bunnies etc.
over all at the end of the day each day, I feel content, the freezing air makes my cheeks burn and feel alive also at the end of each day my love is for him...but my real passion is and remains infleetingly, for her.
good night dears...i know I am supposed to phone 80 million of you...but days is lonnng. I still love youu all! |
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