Surely I'm not the only female on the planet with hormone issues. Am I?
Maybe it was triggered by DH's leaving. I don't know. I just want it to stop. NOW.
It started a week or so ago. Very subtle, it was. I caught myself giving a nicely rounded male tushy a second glance. Then there was the urge to seek out classic fan fic with particularly memorable scenes. I reread
niam1985's Hook/Wendy WIP that I love so much, several SS/HG's, even my own Parvus Obitus. I went to the book store and bought five romance novels (something I had weened myself off of this last year, I thought). I desperately wanted to watch Sense and Sensibility.
And then it got worse. My lord people, I ogled the waiter this evening. The Waiter! I instigated a game of "Death is Not an Option"! I don't even dare contemplating working on several of my unfinished stories because they require sex scenes and I don't think I can handle the mental anguish.
And I can't even appease myself with chocolate because of the thrice accursed High Blood Sugar! Damn you, Mother Nature!
I would kill for a back rub. And I'm not positive I don't mean that literally.
Stop me before I flirt again. And I giggled. Giggled?!
Could it be the blonde hair?
ETA: If I can't have a back rub, can I have This instead?
Maybe it was triggered by DH's leaving. I don't know. I just want it to stop. NOW.
It started a week or so ago. Very subtle, it was. I caught myself giving a nicely rounded male tushy a second glance. Then there was the urge to seek out classic fan fic with particularly memorable scenes. I reread
And then it got worse. My lord people, I ogled the waiter this evening. The Waiter! I instigated a game of "Death is Not an Option"! I don't even dare contemplating working on several of my unfinished stories because they require sex scenes and I don't think I can handle the mental anguish.
And I can't even appease myself with chocolate because of the thrice accursed High Blood Sugar! Damn you, Mother Nature!
I would kill for a back rub. And I'm not positive I don't mean that literally.
Stop me before I flirt again. And I giggled. Giggled?!
Could it be the blonde hair?
ETA: If I can't have a back rub, can I have This instead?
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Pretty please with cherries on top?
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And may I say, Parvus Obitus is one of my all time favorites? Its one I re-visit when necessary :).
Best use of "The Speech" ever.
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And I'm rather found of that use for the Speech myself.
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It wasnt easy after reading so much smut and being married since the bronze age.