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It's been another week in what I now consider a foreign and oppressive country (my job, not the USA). Let the weekend begin. Gee, I wonder what fun thing I will do this weekend? I think I've seen every movie on my list: Horrible Bosses, Zookeeper, Larry Crowne and last, but by Ryan OMG Gosling, not least, Crazy Stupid Love. Can you say hot shirtless man? Can you say lust? I can. I can say it, let my eyes wander up and down it, tip my toes up to meet it, pucker my lips to greet it, and let my eyes close so as to draw it tighter. Oh, sorry, where were we?
Thinking of fun things to do for the weekend, that's where. I think I have already introduced two fun things for us to think of doing. But, I can think of more. How about hiking? I would love to invite you to go, but it isn't the best activity to pursue while the heat index is sitting at 105. What about bowling? What about a game of cards or scrabble? What about making out? Oh, I already sorta mentioned that one didn't I? Can't do that one yet anyways. My soon to be honey is in Virginia replacing his transmission. It's too bad he wasn't here while all that movie lusting was going on.
One thing I have to take care of before I go find something fun to do, is to go to the gym. Start lusting, that will keep your eyes on the prize and your feet to the fire.
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For a second there I though you were thinking about me again. Sorry, hon. I'm pretty much taken. Yep! Since I got married I don't date much anymore. But you have fun lusting out at the gym.
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