Today would have been a fun day if I had gone out at all.

I woke up terribly exhausted after the intensely erotic night I had last night. I dreamt about screwing John. Weird! Because I don't even like John, and in the dream he liked me a lot, and he could screw too, very well, I might add. He had a large size dick and he could touch and feel for the right places and got me moaning immediately. I woke up in sweats and seemingly excited all over. My nightgown was up above my head and I was naked! Was this really a dream or my subconscious acting out a fantasy?

Note that John is not the cute guy for whom I have been targeting at work, cute guy is 6-2 John is like my height but with broader shoulders, and a firmer build, tighter ass....so why am I dreaming about intense sex with him? Geez, you would think I would get a grip, find one crushee and stick to him.

So I didn't go out today. I should. It is such a sad day at home, everyone's home and we just got a package filled with my brothers wedding pictures. Yep! those kind of images make you think, okay! when is my turn coming? He looked really happy in the pictures too, and she looked so excited like it was the happiest day in her life, which it is, but I don't want to be reminded of that, comon! I am still working on getting laid after a 2 year drought, marriage is like an arm, a leg and two heads beyong my reach right now.

This week did not work out anywhere near what my horoscope predicted, there was no love interest lurking in the corner, there was no significant other waiting to be revealed. It was ho-hum and placid. I am so amazed I expected something more from it. Just something, like me doing a happy dance of it happened.