Thursday, January 12, 2006

The story unfolds, vol. three

It is 3:44 a.m. on Thursday, Jan. 12 2006. I woke to beams of moonlight streaming in my window. The light from the full moon cascaded through the branches of the trees, tracing lace patterns on the ground. I inhaled, smiled and rose from my bed in the same outfit I had on in this post, including the nail polish.

I sit now before the glow of my computer and, oh my dearest readers, the joy that spills over me as I sit bare-breasted and gaze at the photo in Garrett's latest post escapes description.

Stay tuned for lesbian dreams, on which I will duly report when this dampness and breathlessness abates.

6 comments:

jungle jane said...

whenever i have spaghetti bolognaise for dinner i have lesbian dreams. i have no idea why. it might be the parmesan i sprinkle on top.

Dongley Shlongford said...

yyeeeee-eeeee-eeeeee-eeeeeow.

PDD said...

Dongley just arose from the blackhole.

The Phoenix said...

Lesbian Dreams...what a great name for a band.

jungle jane said...

I think Lesbian Dreams would also be a great name for a racehorse...

PDD said...

Yes, perhaps that is the best choice of name for a racehorse.