I seriously think that the guy featured in this photo will call me or something– this is too freaking awesome, it’s like a double chocolate mocha frappucino with chocolate whipped cream, sprinkles, and a little extra chocolate sauce: delicious overkill.

I love it. This has been the highlight of my morning, seriously. Chastity belt and mittens… woolslave, please email me.

I am a wee bit late on blogging about Californication. The phone lines were so dead on Monday that I really could have done it then… and last night I was just plane, flat-out busy writing my cute little fingers off.

So, this week found Hank and Karen celebrating– the blog may or may not be optioned, who cares lets just get it online for christ’s sake, I mean if you can read Barney’s blog from ‘how I met your mother’ why can’t we read Hank’s blog???– Karen has a kick ass architectural job. But of course, Mia has to go and fuck things up, I mean, that is what teenage girls do, isn’t it?

I was breathless waiting for her to try and kiss Hank whilst stoned, right in front of Karen. The suspense is killing me. Hank delivered as a knight in tarnished armor.

Babies, you should be watching this show attentively and taking notes on what Charlie does. He has so many opportunities to open his sex life up… and he just fucks them up completely. Watch and learn. What was our lesson this week?

If your wife wants to have sex with a girl–great! If she wants you to watch, even better! BUT KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!

That’s what I am doing. After a relatively fruitless weekend, spent mostly shouting uselessly into my phone every time Niteflirt sent me a call and it JUST DID NOT COME through, calls dispersing into the ether without warning, and in general just unsatisfying, I am back on campus.

This is how I spend my Mondays:

up by 7, out of the house by 7:15. Yes, this is positively akin to torture.

Comm 360 from 8-9:25 wherein I generally just sit back and knit, because really, what else should I be doing? I am very glad for the myriad of women’s movements that have allowed me the freedom to work, educate myself, etc… but then again, I find some of the rampant feminism to be strangling me slowly and sometimes wonder– since I sell sex, wouldn’t I be just as well off now as I would have been a hundred years ago? After all, as a sex worker, a damn good one, I would have been afforded the luxury of doing as I damn well pleased without worrying about my reputation…

9:30-1pm. Kick it in the student union, taking calls and fucking around online. Some amount of studying may be had, but then again I am also an optimist. Today I am working and hoping to get calls this morning… I really do. Besides, how much fun is it to know I am taking calls from the student union/center/lounge whatever the hell you want to call it?

I have a special shout out for DUSTIN. He was sad that not too many people posted comments on his 2 videos. Me too. So whether you think he is cool for having the balls to humiliate himself (yeah right) or think he’s a complete fucktard for dressing up in diapers and doing nasty shit to himself– leave some comments/feedback. Poor thing was whining about his lack of coments

oh… the database for caller initiated blogs is open once more. Anna, and Chrissy both have ultimately lacked the balls and or the nerve to keep up a blog on this site– can you do it? Do you have the nerve??

I am continually amazed by the sharp writing on Californication. I am so happy that it is on Showtime and not FOX, because otherwise I would get all excited and then it would fade away into the night.

Where do I start? Some of it seems to be that the writes have it spot on. Hank Moody is a man who is trying to drown his loneliness in sex. In the pilot he picks a girl up at what looks like a bookstore and then he finds out that she is underage and soon to become his daughter’s stepsister. (ouch) But though she throws herself at him constantly he is holding himself away from her, and at the same time stepping into a quasi-fatherly role with her that is endearing.

But beyond Hank and his interpersonal relationships, I am in love with the love triangle between Charlie, his wife, and his secretary. I don’t quite get how it is that the wife is still quite hot… but there you go. What I am currently grooving on, is that in the latest episode Charlie and his wife are kind of at odds with eachother sexually, but they are both trying to spice things up. Charlie has discovered his inner dom with his secretary (yeah yeah yeah… no secretary cracks, even if secretary is a pretty hot film). When he approaches his wife about the BDSM he is clumsy and kind of scares her a tad, but really, how do you open up to your spouse and say, “What would really turn me on is………..?”

Any suggestions?

I saw this video awhile back– on television. It cracked me up.

http://video.aol.com/video-detail/r-kelly-pee-on-you/272180152

Unfortunately, I can’t embed videos on my blog (or if I can, I have to do something beyond copy/pasting the embed code) so enjoy.
“It’s the remix edition.. of a song about pissin’ mwahaha”

Okay, so less than a handful of weeks ago I was praising David Duchovny and Californication.

This week? Still praising. The guy is old enough to seriously be my father– born roughly 10 months before my own mother. Yep. And how hot is he still? (beyond, that’s how)

The writing for this show is beyond amazing, sharp and witty which is nice, but the characters are interesting. Just watch it yourself.

I had fun this evening– I got to be Luna Lovegood (all grown up and doing naughty things with my wand. mwahahaha) I love it.