I, Blondius

Blond2Blond

I am newly reblonded. Life is good :-)

So far, there hasn't been as much secks as I would have hoped this weekend. Y is under a lot of stress with school and has been busy clickclickclicketying on his computer. I have been entertaining myself in other interesting ways.

In fact, this is the first time I've seen him since Thursday (well, Friday morning when I left his place ... but I'm not sure that counts). We're hanging out in a coffee shop in College Park.

Last night, I watched The Producers with Mike. Other than that, I've been pretty much blobulous. I'm OK with that.

Updated to note: I signed up for facebook. Find me. Friend me. Make me feel loved.

Comments

  1. em nadim4:07 PM

    Hot hot hot!

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  2. Anonymous5:39 PM

    Ya know... gentlemen prefer blonds.

    Rowr!

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  3. dykewife11:04 PM

    gorgeous!

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  4. Alden11:04 PM

    So did you always have the ability to blind people by turning your head on and off? Or is that only when you get buttsecks regularly?

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  5. BOSSY10:44 AM

    Sex is overrated. Trust an old married woman.
    Meanwhile - cute hair!

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  6. Only me10:57 AM

    I blonded mine. It doesn't look so good. But I'm not unhappy with it. In fact, I'm thinking of something more radical already....

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  7. goblinbox12:56 PM

    Blond is beautiful!

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