May 05, 2007

Hell No was the word of the night

Today I spent the day in one of my most-favorite places on earth.. MY BED.. Complete with it's goose-down-blanket fluffiness and feather-bed softness.. My bed is like sleeping in a 20-foot high pile of angel feathers.

Yep thats right.. Today I checked out of interaction and life and checked in MY BED. It was gloriously lazy and I loved every minute of it. Well not every minute, but damnit it was well deserved and it felt ohhhhhhhhhh so good. I've got a new book Dark.Lust-Vampire.tales. It's short stories written by popular black authors about black vampires. There is an erotic edge to the stories too. Lots of lusty sex and neck biting. Yeah i'm in heaven with this one.

I know I was bored because I even watched the girl.frie.nds marathon on b.e.t. After 4 hours straight of watching Joan and her crew I couldn't take anymore. I never really did watch the show before, so i'm wondering how I got into it so easily today. I really don't know alot about the characters, but it was easy to tell their personalities after a few episodes. Joan stood up for herself and started telling her friends NO. It struck a chord with me. I'm one of those people pleasers too. Probably why i'm not happy with alot of things that go on.

However I did get to say HELL NO a few times last night. My homie called while I was out shopping after work and asked if I wanted to hang out. I waited in the bookstore, reading a chapter out of the vampire book and it took her about an hour to get there. She was spending the night at my house after we had dinner, so she packed a small bag (more about that later). Dinner was flippin fantastic and then we went back to my house. Tell me why this girl didn't pack anything to sleep in. Knowing she's spending the night out, but packs no-nightgown. I can understand if you forgot it, but she said she had the intent to sleep in her jeans so she left the gown at home.. I had that blank and confused look on my face.. That's when the first HELL NO came out. Jeans are for sitting and get dirty on busses, trains, and wherever else you sit. They won't be lying between my sheets anytime soon.. HELL NO I say. So I dug up some pj bottoms for her to sleep in, since she had on a t-shirt.

This particular homie and I have a love for good porn. Earlier i'd told her that i'd found a new spot to shop @ where the movies are 5 hours long and only 8 - 9 bucks. Good quality joints too. She asked to see my new purchase and wanted to check out the pictures on the cover and back of the dvd. I got a lil nervous because I hold my porn-watchin in a very private place in my soul *cue the violins* I reluctantly pulled out my latest 2 purchases and she eyed them like candy. Next thing I know she's asked me if we can watch the movie. Before I knew it out came the next HELL NO and a lil forcefully too.

She protested that in college her homies would come by the dorm room and they would watch a flic and laugh and have fun... Well I don't know how she gets down with her peoples, but damnit I dont get down like that. Once when I was younger me and my best homie popped in a flic, and rolled around on the floor laughing @ the sistas with bad weeve, stretch marks, bullett wounds, and fake orgasms. It was pure comedy. But damn that was my best friend, my ace-boon-coon, sista-girl 4 life. We got down like that and were amused beyond belief. Did I mention I was real young (about 20)

11 years later I still love the best friend, but I doubt i'd feel comfy watchin porn with her.. Now it takes up a personal feeling, solo activity, instantly sexual, and not 2 be shared, unless it's with a man in the room. So yes I was very suprised that this homie last night (not the best friend) fixed her lips to ask to watch porn with me, while curled up in my bed. I mean i'm glad she feels like we are kool like that, but damn i'm not kool with that. So HELL NO was the reply. She looked a bit offended, but ohhhh wellz.

All this talk about porn has got me horny... i should pop in a flic tonite.

In other news of the day. I had a date-of-sorts this afternoon in my plans. Seems like all my plans don't work out these days. He cancled on me to go to the flea-market instead. *crickets chirping* He suggested I could roll with him to the flea-market, and I declined by not texting him back. I just left it in dead air.

Althought it should not have been, it was an ego blow. I'm pretty, talented, kissable ect. and the flea-market got selected above me. Ohhhhh wellz that is totally his loss because I was super-horny today and may have thrown myself at him. One of those "Dude you could have gotten the ______ of your life but you went to the _______ instead" moments.

End result = I threw myself in the bed with the vampire book, watched girl.friends, and painted my nails black.

I'm probably better off just ___________ myself anyway.

Posted by Pamela at May 5, 2007 11:35 PM
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