Just ate a potato, mushrooms, green beans, and tea. HIPPIE DINNER! (Like when Gene from "Bob's Burgers" cooked hot dogs over a flaming garbage can/dustbin in the middle of the liVing room and yelled "HOBO DINNER!" LOL; So stoked that show won an Emmy; have binge watched the first season many times.) Drowned that stuff in margarine, salt, ketchup, and Italian dressing, and the tea was Arizona Arnold Palmer.
Mcdonalds fucking changed their Chicken McNuggets again! I'm so pissed! (Angry.) When I was a virgin, I always assumed that sex would be like McDonalds Chicken McNuggets. Now I know that the Chicken McNuggets they made in the '90s were a thousand times better than sex. And the company that bought Hostess doesn't know what the hell they're doing! I really feel bad for all the kids who will never experience '90s-style Raspberry Zingers.
Got drunk for the first time last night. (I'm 31. I'm a late bloomer.) Considered recreating the Julie/ Julia Project: Mastering the Art of French Cooking While Drunk. Now realize it is not safe to be drunk that much. Threw a potato for my 21 lb. (3 stone) dog to fetch. Stay safe tonight, everybody! Don't drink and drive or let friends drive drunk!
I am a feeder who is gaining unwanted weight from thinking about BHM bodies all of the time. As above, so below; as within, so without. How do ANY feeders manage to stay thin themselves?! I am desperate for advice from feeders who know how to stay thin while fantasizing about loving large. I love BHMS, but I don't want to be obese myself!
Soooo tempted to feed and tell! Still holding out hope that Darren Star, Michael Patrick King, and, of course, PaTricia Field will make my "Sex with Fat Guy's and the City" fantasies a reality! Still love the original; "Martini straight up or with a twist"="Is that guy straight or gay?" ROTFL
My Christmas cactus is getting a new flower. Pink. Bright pink. The flowers on this particular cactus are so vivid and electric that I was compelled to buy it--and aN African violet sister for it--when I had long considered myself to be retired from indoor gardening. The new bud on the Christmas cactus, and the ever-present mauve flowers on the violet make me pretty grateful that these plants are not growing in the Sonoran Desert or the African rain forest, but in my living room. "Many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste it's sweetness on the desert air."--Thomas Gray. Be grateful for your ability to appreciate what you consider beauty, never let anyone make you feel guilty. When our Lord said, "He who has will be given more and will have an abundance; he who has not, even what he has will be taken from him," He was talking about gratitude. Cherish what makes you happy--for me, it's flowers, classic rock from before rock got neutered, and Chris Farley's ass when he's bent over working on his car in "Black Sheep." I keep forgetting to open the blinds so my new plants can get sunlight; would really appreciate reminder s in the form of BHM strippergrams. LOL
My mom is so behind the times; she doesn't want me doing online dating--she thinks every guy on the Internet is Ted Bundy. (My pastor recommends Internet dating and knows 4 couples who met online.) I only described FF as a "chubby chaser website"--I didn't tell her that I wanted multiple feedees, not what she thinks is a "normal" bf/gf relationship with a BHM--and she said I need to stay off FF. Like hell I will! I LOVE FF! Toto, we're damn sure not in Kansas any more! My mom is being ridiculous--she thinks it's perfectly okay that I tapped the fat cable guy and the guy from the garage sale because they live nearby. I described feederism to her earlier this year and told her that I'm a feeder, and she said, "I don't think you have it," like feederism is a disease.
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