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lilredjammies said:No, as in the forgot to eat breakfast low blood sugar quit staring at a computer screen kind.
I am SUCH a dumbass sometimes.
Ow. Rolling my eyes hurts too.
Aurora Black said:Yikes!![]()
matriarch said:How's your day going? *bats eyelids and smiles wide*
Aurora Black said:I hate when I've got a good story going and I freeze over writing the sex, the mechanics of it.
matriarch said:I know EXACTLY what you mean. I have one story virtually finished, and has been so for over a year. I just have to write the last sex scene and I just don't seem to have the oompffff to do it.![]()
Aurora Black said:That reminds me: I hate hangovers.![]()
Aurora Black said:I hate when I've got a good story going and I freeze over writing the sex, the mechanics of it.

matriarch said:I haven't had one since I was 21 and ended up with my head down the toilet, throwing up, after a pub crawl with my ex, my eldest brother and his fiancee. I distinctly remember my brother's comment as he stood over me, patting my back gently..."That's it old gal, better up than down!"![]()
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I vowed I'd never do it again, and I never have.
Boring, ain't I?![]()
scheherazade_79 said:I can relate to that, too. I write better sex scenes when I'm in a bad mood, which I haven't been for quite a while. Will somebody piss me off so that I can finish my story?![]()
MistressJett said:I was just gonna post that too.![]()
I'm not really hungover though, just a bit dehydrated and headachy.
MistressJett said:I'm not really hungover though, just a bit dehydrated and headachy.
MistressJett said:I was just gonna post that too.![]()
I'm not really hungover though, just a bit dehydrated and headachy.
Does pissing you off call for a spanking?![]()
MistressJett said:Awwww.I think my heart just went squish.
*ponders how to piss off the lady with the whip*

scheherazade_79 said:School / Institutional Trips
I went to an outdoor museum this morning. It's full of reconstructed buildings from different part of Wales, refurbished to look exactly how they would have in their prime. I went there for sentimental reasons. Several of the houses remind me of my grandparents' homes when I was little.
But do you think I could get in any of the buildings? No! Everywhere I went there was some kind of school trip going on, which involved multitudes of screaming kids filling up the viewing spaces.
Out of desperation I decided to go and sit in the cafe for a while and think about whether or not I should go home. But when I got there all the aisles were jammed with by members of a wheelchair users' group, who'd also come to the museum on a mass outing.
I went home after that.