languid

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is there anything nicer than waking up at noon stark naked and then staying that way all day?

yes, and that's doing it when it's thirty three degrees outside and everyone is at work, there's beautiful light in my apartment and even my cats are lolling around.

wait it gets better.

'mute is on the way over with pakistani food so i don't even have to cook.

i know!

i will have to enter the outside world at some point today though since i have to teach at six pm and then mg and i are going climbing. that may not last because she has asthma and there's a smog alert today, she'll be happy to hear that's it's cooling off steadily the rest of the week.

oh man you guys, i even hear a lawnmower.

ahhhhhh bliss.
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seriously the lawnmower is so soothing that i keep finding myself staring into space and not typing.

*laughs*

*contemplates brushing teeth*

*stares into space*

*eats some fantastic chocolate that DM left here for sharing*

*doesn't bother looking guilty*
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today is the first day that it feels like summer inside my apartment. i think it's why i'm so enjoying it. i have no clothes on and no coverings and the air and my skin are the exact same temperature. there is, in fact, no discernible difference.

soon days like today will seem cool because i won't be sweating. i won't be panting slightly and overheated and i'll feel a little cold because of it. oh man i love summer.

you just feel so sensual all the time. your skin is exposed to the breeze and the sun and even the rain. your feet are bare and much more likely to squish in the mud or wander through the grass.

and because you're wandering around wearing as little as you can conceivably get away with this wonderful thing happens called a TAN. yes kids i said it. a tan.

i know that they cause cancer but i am pretty sure that it's sun burns that cause cancer and excessive exposure to the sun whereas slow exposure causes vitamin D. i don't think that getting gradually brazilian over the course of the summer is bad for you at all. and yes, i tan that colour.

the one that several women who have known me hate me for. that golden glowing brazilian colour. i know that it's actually the italian in me but people tend to picture much browner than i mean if i say that. i'm much less dark and much more bronze. or something. man i cannot figure out how to put that into words.

so sure, tans are bad for you but at the same time? they're wonderful for you. i guess it's that moderation thing again. i'm a little biased since i look prettier with a tan. i have friends that are the opposite though and that's cool too. someone needs to be the hottie in the winter and i'm too busy trying not to kill myself in february for it to be me.
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i love that i walked out of work and into an outside that was warmer than the inside.

i love that everyone is wearing sandals

i love that the people smiling are also the ones moving slooooowly.

my sister learned that from the people in washington DC. she noticed that all the people from northern climes were trying to rush and rush everywhere in their suits and that they looked miserable all summer. she further noticed that the people from the southern climes? they had their hips a little forward and they were sauntering down the roads. and not only were they sauntering but they were wearing loose and flowing clothing and they were clearly not trying to hurry.

it seems like the right attitude to me.

once a year the world tells your body to slow down and get sensual. it seems to me you should listen to it.
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and since everybody's doing it and my post is done early (bold means it's true):
I’ve Never French-Kissed A Member Of The Opposite Sex.
I’ve Never French-Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex.
I've Never Had Sex With A Member Of The Opposite Sex.
I've Never Had Sex With A Member Of The Same Sex.
I’ve Never Had A Three-Some.
I’ve Never Been In Love.
I’ve Never Had Sex In A Public Place.
I’ve Never Had Group Intercourse.
I’ve Never Been Spanked.
I’ve Never Been Tied Up.
I’ve Never Regretted Having Sex With Someone.
I’ve Never Made Out With A Stranger.
I’ve Never Gone On A Blind Date.
I’ve Never Had A Crush On A Teacher or Professor.
I’ve Never Slept With A Co-Worker.
I’ve Never Had Sex At The Office. (does masturbation count?)
I’ve Never Been Married.
I’ve Never Been Divorced.
I’ve Never Had Sex With More Than One Person Within The Same Week.
I’ve Never Posed Nude.
I've Never Watched Porn.
I’ve Never Gotten Someone Drunk Just To Have Sex With Them.
I’ve Never Received Scars From My Sex Partner.
I’ve Never Had Sex At A Friend’s House While They Were Throwing A Party.
I’ve Never Had Sex In A Dressing Room.
I’ve Never Flashed Anyone.
I’ve Never Met Anyone From Online.
I've Never Cheated On My Significant Other.
I've Never Masturbated.
I've Never Used A Sex Toy On Myself.
I've Never Used A Sex Toy On Someone Else.
I've Never Danced On A Table Or Bar.
I've Never Strip-Teased For Anyone.
I've Never Received A Rim Job.
I've Never Given A Rim Job.
I've Never Received A Hand Job.
I've Never Given A Hand Job.
I've Never Had Sex In A Hammock.
I've Never Performed Oral Sex.
I've Never Received Oral Sex.
I've Never Had Anal Sex.
I've Never Had Sex involving a strapon.
I've Never Given/Received A Golden Shower. (AND NEVER WILL!!!!)
I've Never Had Sex With Someone While Fantasizing About Having Sex With Someone Else.
I've Never Had A Sex Dream.
I've Never Had An Orgasm By Myself.
I've Never Had An Orgasm With/By Someone Else.
I've Never Had Phone Sex.
I've Never Had Cyber Sex.
I've Never Role-Played.
I've Never Played Strip Poker