Sunday, September 27, 2009

Progress

It's Sunday morning around 10:00am, and I'm skipping church and writing porn. Gotta love it!

Ok, I'm not REALLY writing porn. I'm writing down a dream I had - which thank god was much better than the last dream I had where every dysfunctional couple I've ever known in my life got back together and it felt like I was running through the dream yelling, "NOOOOOO..." endlessly -- and working on my novel, which needs to have porn so it can be excerpted in Cosmo (except I swear I'm not going to stop my sex scenes and have the main character moan, "...do you have a condom?" Yes, yes, I'm all for safe sex but seriously???).

Was that the longest run-on sentence ever?

I guess that 100 days must be paying off. My subconscious has obviously decided that if I can't have real sex in my life, it will at least give me some really good dream sex. Which gave me some great motivation this morning to go for a 6 mile run. Can we say...sublimation? Plus, I noticed this morning (sex on the brain) that my local grocery store sells Astroglide -- who knew? Score! And then I figured out yet another piece of the puzzle that is my novel (if not the puzzle that is my life), so I'm feeling pretty good about TODAY. I'll just be Scarlett for a while and worry about everything else tomorrow.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

they sell astroglide, they sell cucumbers...who knew?!

you know, if I'm going to be subjected to 100 days of this, I think I'll need a condom.

seriously though...glad you're able to, um, nocturnally emit your thoughts (and then run the shame off in the morning). what would life be w/o a subconscious...and cucumbers...and astroglide...and maybe a few more glasses (or boxes) of wine?

Tuesday said...

Damn, why didn't I think of cucumbers???

Anonymous said...

because you were too busy visualizing astroglide?