Moment of weakness

So I realized that I haven't posted in FOREVER, so I thought I would. Nothing is new. That's hardly an exaggeration. NOTHING. I hate working full-time. All I do is work, walk Maggie, eat and sleep. BOR-ING. I don't think I'm cut out for a full-time job. I've been thinking about this a lot lately as I'm bored at work/home/wherever. I should have been born so that I could spend my youth thrashing my way through the political turmoil of the 60s/70s. I mean, THOSE were the days! Fan-FREAKIN-tastic music, concerts everywhere, smokin' the cheeb, free love, groupie-ing! What more could you ask for?? I was really born in the wrong era.

Anyway, day-dreaming aside, I thought of a fun blog activity. I'm sure we've all talked about this before, but I've been thinking about it lately as I listen to Matt Good's best-of (thanks Dave) album and I realize just how attracted I am to him (sorry Remi) and how much I want to jump his bones (again, Remi, excuse me). So the activity is... If you could have a freebie sex night with anyone, who would it be? As you might have guessed, I'd do Matt from dusk 'til dawn and then probably that dawn to the next dusk. *GROWL* It's the music, guys! And those kinda box-y-framed glasses he wears sometimes, and his scruffiness. Yummy. Explanations as to your choices are necessary.

I hope to hear from you all soon :) I leave you with a picture of my wish-ed sex buddy.

Or not, blogger is wigging out. To be continued on the pic... Oh, Ewan McGregor is also a sex machine. He'd be my number two ;)