Saturday Night Fever: Hangry Like The Wolf

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orange ankle socks that say HANGRY and have a picture of a cartoon wolf on them, holding a knife and fork

(to borrow bastardize a lyric from Duran Duran)

So apparently I get a lil… grumpy… when I need to be fed. HANGRY, in fact.

Said fact being one that somebody felt necessary to highlight recently, when he gifted me these socks for Christmas. 😛

(For those of you who can’t read upside-down, the socks say HANGRY in all caps above the toe seam and have a picture of a cartoon-ish wolf on them, holding a knife and fork.) (At least I *think* it’s a wolf. It could well be the spawn from one of the Wild Things of Maurice Sendak’s imagination.) (Wild Thing… You make my heart sing…)

Anywhoo…

Getting off track.

*laugh*

So I got these little orange socks as a Christmas gift.

And then I gifted myself a fluffy orange sweater in January. (From the same online shop where I found my comfy dress and my sassy boots.) And I thought… “Wow! They match!”

Heh.

See:

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And now: SHOPPING!

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SHOPPING

Raise your hand if you’ve been spending a bit of money online during the Coronapocalypse!

: Feve waves her arms in the air :

*laugh*

Yeah, that’s me. Definitely.

Yes, yes, I know… Rampant consumerism and “you don’t really need that” and all that jazz. But y’know what? I so totally do not care.

The state government, in all their ‘wisdom’, decided that it was okay for pot shops to be open but book stores had to be closed; restaurants were completely closed down for a while and then only available for takeout for.fucking.EVER (with tentative openings for actual dining starting — finally! — last week, but I don’t expect that will last); secondhand stores are a toss-up and estate sales are practically non-existent.

I can’t go out for coffee; I have to cook all the damn time (I hate cooking!); work is still something I do, but somewhat differently and muy uncomfortably when it must be done from home; so if I want to treat myself to a little shopping spree, I’m damn well going to!

*foot stomp*

But, y’know… Money management, and all.

So I’m spending money but I’m doing it in a frugal fashion (if that makes sense).

Here’s how:

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Saturday Night Fever: I Want Candy

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candy heart in woman's mouth

Tis the season for hearts and flowers and love songs, but when it comes to Valentine’s Day — for me, like the not-a-love-song says — my desires are simple:

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Making It Count

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I count.

One… Two… Three…

A flick to the tip of his cock, a smack — curved palm against pink flesh, a pinch along the shaft…

Four…

A solid thwack from clapped hands on either side of his swollen head…

Five… Six…

Alternating percussive strikes, I pinch and scratch, pull and smack, flick, squeeze, and spank as the numbers climb.

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