daringtobe's Diaryland Diary

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blood, death and sex

I had a bloody nose on the way into this work this morning. I had to shove a kleenex up my left nostril to get it to stop and not bleed all over myself. I am sure that made a pretty picture for passers by.

My Mom thinks all doctors are liars. And though I would partly agree with her statement...I don't think her doctors are liars. She thinks that she is dying right now and they just aren't telling her. Plus she gets her doctors names confused and jumbled up so I really don't who she is refering to when she goes on a tangent.

I am thinking about sex alot lately. Its a shame I don't want to have sex with my husband. I guess it is true that a woman's sex drive is more mental than a mans. It is sadly ironic that aside from the moral issue of not fornicating with someone other than your spouse, I cannot get the one guy that I want to sleep with, to. Sure he'll sleep with everyone else little man-whore, but not me. And yet....he keeps emailing me telling me how he's so lonely.

When did men get complicated?

10:35 a.m. - 2004-11-19

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