For some reason I've been having a bunch of erotic dreams the last few days. Last night's involved a mixture of Zul'farrak, The Mummy, and some ghost show. I had sex with a ghostly mummy in the dream. Or an illusion of one. It made plenty of sense at the time. The night before I forget most of the dream but I'm sure I orgasmed during it. Looking back I can't help but wonder exactly how much of an orgasm it actually was. But in the dream, it was a very good orgasm.
Which once again begs the question... if I can have an orgasm in a dream why, oh why, can't I have an orgasm just by thinking about it?
On another note, I've spent a lot of time today watching internet videos. Not just porn, either! I know, shocking! One of my favorites (which I watch every few months) is called Family. I find it pretty darned entertaining. I find the episodes a bit jarringly unrelated to previous episodes, which is to say it's like they get bored of a storyline and drop it.. but... oh... maybe we should at least mention it... in the next episode. Still, I like the story telling.
So the point of this is I really need a hair cut. And it turns out one of the actors cuts hair. In Seattle. And I'm so amused by the idea of trying to get an appointment. But of course, I'm SUCH a dork I'd never really DO that.
The other thing I've been doing is reading a lot of "mommy blogs." Well, daddy, too. Why? I have no idea. It's not as if I'm jonesing for a baby. I think a lot of it has to do with the point these people are at in their lives and their views of the world more than the fact that they're writing about kids. Plus many of them are damned funny.