I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. Watching several hours of television in a day certainly doesn’t get the ol’ creative juices flowing, at least not in a way that results in anything of substance.

It did, however, result in some funky dreams. I was at a party at a big house. I wandered around the house and onto a roof deck with a nice view. Then I was in a room where a bunch of people were having various forms of sex. I gave Christina Applegate head. I didn’t lick her pussy, I sucked her cock. She had a cock. Then she came and it was yellow and thick and voluminous and tasted horrible. I pretended like it was sexier not to swallow it because I was grossed the fuck out but didn’t want to let on; it was Christina Applegate after all.

I suppose it makes a kind of sense considering it was “True Blood” I was watching.  Still, a disturbing amalgamation of images to have in my head and to remember.  Why can’t I have a sexy sex dream?

So I need to motivate to write more.  More is always better in my opinion so I just need to fucking do it.  I need to not let silly things distract me.  Silly things like my living situation and my dog’s nails clacking on the hardwood floors and whether an orchid plant I literally rescued out of the trash is going to actually bloom and back pain and not being able to make things the way I want them and how much I love my animals and the search for new glasses.

I swear.  True (non)story.

Tags: sexy?, yummy cock

Categories: Diary

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