Me and Him...

So this upcoming week is going to be fun. For one, Tom is going to be over and we are going to have a lot of fun drinking, eating cheese and crackers, and having sex. It should be a magical 2 weeks. Sorry I haven't been blogging on the regular. This is my outlet blog. I only write when I'm feeling up and bouncy or depressed as fuck. I guess right now, I'm just excited to see Tom finally.



[EDITED BEFORE I POSTED THIS UP] I believe that you can have sex before marriage, just use a condom. And I'm all about drinking a little bit of alcohol when the mood calls for it. I'm not against any religion. I'm just open minded. But let me tell you, if I were to get married and my husband demanded that I get up at 8:00 am every Sunday to go to church then we're going to have a problem. I was actually baptized as buddhist in Taiwan with my Aunt as a witness, so that's why I don't see the point of going to church. I mean if my husband wants to go to temple at least a month that's fine with me. But seriously, church every Sunday morning? No. Don't sign me up for that train ride.

My ex-boyfriend who will stay anonymous on here, told me that even though he wasn't a practicing Catholic, that he wanted our children to go to church every Sunday, and that I would accompany them! That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of in my life! First off he didn't go to church every Sunday, and he expected me to get up every Sunday and take our "children" to church? While he stayed home and slept through Sundays like it's no big thing? Screw that. That's probably why we broke up. Because his dumbass saw the point of me slaving away, with our 10 kids that he wanted. FUCK THAT.

This is probably going to be the first and last long post on this blog.


We have wild sex

I've been having regular sex with Tom, but every once in a while, I have these random wild sex dreams. I had a dream about this guy who was part Asian and part white. I'm not sure if I was thinking about Jon, or not. You guys remember Jon right? He was the guy I couldn't hang out with because I was too busy? Anyway, I had a dream that we were having amazing sex.

And then last night, I had a dream that I was having sex with one of my best friends from high school. Not only is that impossible, because he's gay, but I haven't talked to him in almost 6 years. What is happening to my mind? And why am I having these dreams all of the sudden?