Just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, Just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, just have to get through it, Just have to get through it. JUST HAVE TO GET THROUGH IT.

OMG am I horny, I'm SO incredibly horny. I don't understand, I'm not supposed to be horny yet. I'm supposed to be a crabby bitch from hell for another day or two. I was preparing to knock "The One's" socks off the very moment he walked in the door, but then my brother stopped by and we had a nice dinner and wrapped presents and really had a good time, but I'M SO HORNY!!

"The One" and my lovechild are snuggling on the couch watching The Toy That Saved Christmas. It's one of the moments when I look over at them and know exactly what it is that made me fall so hard for "The One". It's so cute that I just melt into a gooey pile of warmth. Speaking of gooey piles of warmth. . . No naughty, get your mind out of the gutter. Bad naughty.

"The Other" . . . We aren't doing terribly well on the not talking at all thing. We keep sending each other one line messages. I've wanted many times to hold an actual conversation. But I can't think of a way to make it work that wouldn't lead to many more conversations and wanting him sooo bad. This way I just want to talk to him (ok that's not the only thing on my mind, but it's all I can logically expect as a step) but if we were talking then I'd want to see him and then once I saw him I'd want to touch him, and well that's what makes me want to never talk to him again and it all turns into a vicious cycle, not doing it again, not unless it can be real.

so I sent off an email introducing myself to some possible bi-chicks. Should be interesting.