Friday Confessional

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Forgive me bloggers, for I have sinned...

I confess...
I was an emotional wreck this week. Blame the rampant hormones! I was utterly rage-filled on Tuesday, and frustrated to the point of tears on Wednesday. Given how much self-control I normally have, this is always a distressing thing to go through. Sorry if I was a bitch to you at all during that time.
(Like that, only much older)


I confess...
I am looking forward to tonight (my first karaoke) and tomorrow (a party with one hot Russian and a bunch of random strangers). I'm a twinge nervous about both, but I'm going to channel my inner 12-year-old (who is a bad ass, by the way) and focus entirely on having fun. Forget trying to seem cool or hip! That stuff is for suckers.


I confess...
The Hot Russian has a photo of himself re-creating that scene from Casino Royale where Daniel Craig comes out of the water at the beach in his swim trunks. And it's eerily dead-on. I cannot look at this photo without blushing. There's also a pic of him sticking his tongue out...see? I'm blushing just TYPING it! Argh!
I confess...
I'm considering writing a tutorial post for how to pose effectively in boudoir photos. But it will require the stipulation that no one asks me where this sacred knowledge came from. And an age warning. *ahem*
(This content, unlike me...)


I confess...
I'm going to post my Happy List on Sunday this weekend, just in case anything juicy happens on Saturday. And by juicy, I mean kissin'.

Go confess your week's sins! 

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