Sarah K, the Unapologetic Lesbian

But I feel like it. My body aches from doing squats all afternoon with overzealous new girlfriend. I have a new woman in my life, which is why I've been so busy and unavailable. I probably wouldn't have posted tonight if constantine would have picked up her phone. Please call me, Dionne. I'm actually home for once and Julie and I won't be going to Lola's tonight for brew. We're both broke and tired after exceptionally long days.

I have my own Femmeslash, dedicated to me by my friend constantine.

Sweat. Me.

I have been traveling for almost a month straight. There is nothing quite as horrific as doing that. My could have been girlfriend has started dating someone else, but life goes on. I talked to clarabella21 for an hour last night about her internship, since it has a good deal to do with what I do in RL, and then promptly collapsed in bed.

Who has time to date? Ever? I'm considering getting a mail order bride.

For my birthday, I will sleep all day and eat chocolate cake.

Had a two week trip to LA. Came back to this crap. Could care less, really. Does this make me evil? God, I hope so.

I don't really know aome but can one of you link her to this post.

It's horrible. A GT'er...not shocked. I was contemplating not fanning the already abundant flames, but this is insulting. I was adopted and am very bonded to my mother, thank you very much. And she truly IS my mother. I'm currently typing a response.

Woke up this morning and decided I wasn't going to work. I want to be a vegetable today. I want to eat, drink, and laze around. Life is sweet when on "non-sick" sick days.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/pottersginny/1878.html

I'm so glad I kept an eye on this one. Although I would avoid looking directly into the LJ avatar, could turn you to stone.

Nothing new. I had to go away on business for a few days, but I'm back now. I didn't return the pretty chick's calls. I might tonight though. I've found this:

http://www.dykediva.com/sex/no_war.php

And it's pretty funny. I love my clit.

I had a date on Friday night. This woman was a pretty picture, let me tell you, but she was for lack of a better word, dumb as a doornail. I'm talking about no intellectual thoughts in that perfect head of hers. She was completely in the dark about the war, about everything.

I'm very frustrated at this point. I agreed to see her again, how could I not? She's hot as hell. I suppose you can't have it all.

My initiation to sexuality was typical, and it seems like every woman I know has a story to tell. Mine was an uncle. I won't tell the story because I'm not really a writer and I couldn't do it justice. Read constantine tell her story instead. It moved me to tears.