Sex. Sex. Sex.

Being single by choice is so much more awesome.

I'm a little over a hundred posts away from my 1,000th post, it should be epic. I wonder what I shall do.

Tomorrow the Sun enters Pisces. Which means it's time for me to get broke. Way too many Pisces birthdays coming up.

I'm too hopeful of a person.

I realized that I do miss that emotional connection with someone.

This week in Courtship and Marriage we are learning about sexuality. Ooo, my favorite. On the sexuality continuum I place myself as bisexual. But if I really want to dig into it I will conclude that in my life, at this very moment: I am more physically attracted to women, however I tend to end up dating men. But also, I seem to dress accordingly to what I am attracted to. For example, when I was in high school and before that I was more attracted to men [not to say I wasn't attracted to women at all] I used to dress more "tomboyish" if you will. And now, my clothes mostly consist of female clothing. It's flipped. If you have not also figured and additional point out yet, this means that I also don't believe in the dressing styles of your sexual orientation. In other words, I dislike people who purposely fall into stereotypes. The whole, dressing like a man if you're a lesbian, and dressing more feminine if you're gay. If that's just what you like and feel comfortable doing that's fine. Absolutely! But to do it because you feel like you have to, to fit in. That's bullshit. I wear what I feel like wearing. Some days I'm in a skirt and a t-shirt. Sometimes boyish shorts and t-shirt. Sometimes a nice girly shirt and a skirt. Sometimes a girly shirt and boyish shorts. Pants, whatever! I don't give a fuck. I like colors and I like clothes and I'm going to wear them how I want. I tend to wear what I'm attracted to.

As of late, I've had the obsession with the two words "premarital sex." It all started when I read a Text From Last Night that says, "Jesus people on campus asked me what i do for joy. I said i love sinning especially pre-marital sex." I just love the words! I love how I can never not let out an evil laugh when saying it or even my particular dirty joke giggle.
Just over the weekend I was at a friend's house waiting for her to come home from work. She was taking longer than expected so I was texting her random stuff about how I'm gonna get drunk without her and with her cats too. She told me not to get all crazy so I then informed her that "We're gonna break shit, have premarital sex, smoke crack, and then leave!" It was a good night. And yes, I just submitted that to TFLN.
This also leads me to search the word 'premarital' in all of Textsfromlastnight, here's the goodies:
So there is this guy preaching the word of God outside our club. I went up to him and said, "God made this body, and he made it for premarital sex." Sup, Hell?
The duggars are the reason premarital sex is ok. Because if you don't have it until marriage you have no self control when it happens. And 19 kids.
so, on facebook you can become a fan of butt sex, and also premarital sex, but not premarital butt sex, which is what I was aiming for.

Just about every thought in this post is in someway related to sex. BIG fucking surprise.

I'll top that off with this most amazing inside joke that I share with the friend whom I mentioned already in the above paragraph about texting. She can cook amazing food and it's just about required any time I come over there. After a few times of her cooking for me and me always bragging about how amazing it is she finally said to me, "My cooking is like our sex." So from then on her cooking for me is always referred to as sex. Let me illustrate some examples for your extended understanding of our relationship. "I'm craving your sex." "If I lived with you, I would be having sex all the time and it would be ammmazzzing!" "I'm horny." "That was just foreplay." "I'm coming over and we better be having sex." "Morning sex is awesome." Yeah, that's what a lot of our texts and spoken conversations consist of. And I only continue to make more sexual references while she is in the process of cooking. Well...I do that anyways and to everyone. If you haven't experienced it yet or enough, anything related to food and cooking allows for the most vast, diverse, accurate, and awesome sexual metaphors/jokes/innuendos. Ah, I love it!

In other nonsexual news, my dad has been out of town since yesterday and probably isn't going to be back until the end of the weekend. Exciting. My friend is also going out of town tomorrow so I will be watching her place again. My coworker is also getting married on Saturday, and I will try to make it. Unfortunately my former manager will be "surprise" attending the wedding. Yeah, not excited about that. This woman is one of the stupidest, selfish, immature, insecure older women that I have ever known. I will not get into it but I'll just sum it up with a conversation that occurred between her and a couple of my coworkers almost three years ago. We were talking about a guy that had came into our store who knows one of my coworkers. She has become recently aware of the fact that he has a serious STD. So we were discussing that and our manager interrupts with her loud obnoxious distinctive voice, "What's a STD??" I couldn't say a goddamn single word. I just turned my back to her and stared wide-eyed at one of my coworkers, intensely mouthing the words, "OH. MY. GOD." I had to walk out of the back room. Never will I forget that day. Shit, I guess I broke my "nonsexual" rule of this final paragraph. Ha!