Okay I had waaaay too much fun in DC. I cooked like Emeril (*BAM*) came more times than womanly possible(*BAM-BAM-BAM*), and managed to finally scratch my kitty post just riiiiight (*SHAZAAM*).  Yes that was me grinning like a hyena while zipping along the northern Beltway back to NYC early this am iPodding and patting my felonious poochie while craning my neck to see of anyone was spanking their monkey on the Verrazano-Narrows bridge or the BQE. Nope? Darn.

*sigh*


I picked out the soundtrack for GirlInDC.
Been practicing pelvic thrusts and doing my push-ups.


Fashion thought for the day:
“Do these black latex stockings make my clitoris look fat?”  

Positive affirmation for the day:
“Damn, my ass is looking good!”

Reality check:
"Not every minivan has a MILF in it.  Double darn."

Under the radar and over the limit.....
(917) 981-1483
Please provider 2 provider references.
Thank you.
Peace.

Disclaimer: this provider post was brought to you without the help of sweatshop labor. It required a little coffee, puppy breath and a little channeling of the late Hunter S. Thompson.

-- Modified on 3/14/2005 1:05:06 PM