Oooh I <3 Kink.com. The man who's dishes I've been washing is/was a Taco Bell addict. But he only eats there once or twice a year. I like to think of myself as somewhat of an anything goes kinda girl, but terrible eating habits are not at all acceptable when I'm around. If it gets to a point where I no longer feel comfortable with the situation, I cry. But for the most part, he's somewhat mindful of my food hang-ups. Who am I kidding the guy is a total dick.



So last night I made a new friend, this is rare and only happens once every 10 years. This particular "buddy" is a 24 year old female who lives in my building. She has a stripper pole in her living room and I CANNOT stop giggling every time I walk by it. (My level of immaturity is quite unhealthy. ) She insists that I try it, but I think I'd piss myself from laughter if I were to try and hang upside-down from it.


Dilemmas, dilemmas...