Writing, tea, cats, beer, sexy geeks, hot librarians, dirty stories, and other things I don't want my Mom to read.
*flails with glee!*
*high-pitched squeal!* My first review ever! I'm so excited! Look look look look!
I'm going to go bounce up and down now. :D
Wish You Were Here
Hey, check it out! It's a story I wrote!
Coming soon!
I received (and returned) my edit requests for "Wish You Were Here." Let the clicking commence!
Seriously, my story should be up relatively soon. I will certainly announce it here when it does.
Question.
Does getting cute young men to walk me to my car count as flirting, or do I have to work harder at it? Discuss.
Walk me to my car?
I once quit a job partly because security wouldn't walk me to my car.
I was expected to work until midnight and close the library at least one night a week, but security couldn't be bothered to walk me out to my car. They didn't have the balls to tell me "no," they called my supervisor and said they wouldn't be walking me to my car any more. "This is a small town," they told her. "We don't have crime here."
New Year's Resolutions
I solemnly resolve to:
- Get laid more often.
- Write more.
- Flirt more outrageously with friends and coworkers.
What do you think? Will I manage it? Tune in next year!
Don't drink and blog.
Oops, too late!
I've been thinking about doing a post about sexual orientation, just because it's my blog and I sell smut and that just seems like a natural thing to post. Maybe the beer will help.
Now. This works differently for everyone, you know. But for me? Male, female, I don't care. I like the brainy ones.
Sexy geeks, baby. I'm all about the sexy geeks.
Tune in next week for the role shameless flirting with people who aren't your partner has in keeping you happy at home. Unless I sober up first. ;)
