I probably obsess over avoiding things with the number 3, or multiple of 3.Probably stems from past bad luck like job losses involving 3. Such as my losing my first temp job almost 3 months to the day on Friday the 13th, no less. Losing the next job about 3 yrs. and 6 (a multiple of 3)months after hiring. Then the next almost 3 years to the day of my hiring. My last job was no different. The year wasn't a multiple of 3, but the month and date was...it was March 18th (3/18).Those jobs were beneath my intellect anyway. I'm a happy freelancer now getting closer to my goals everyday, so those bad 3s happened for a reason.
Lately it's thinking about this unbelievably hot guy at work. He's only 18 but has the cutest face and incredible body. Tall, dark, young and hung. Very personable and told me he's bi. His best friend is a total hottie too. Ahhh to be 18 again...
Nothing before, but now? That guy!
My favorite thing in the whole wide world... my boyfriend, naked with a huge boner.
I'm obsessed, not neurotically so but enough to consider it an obsession, with athletic or muscular hairy legs on a guy. It's the first thing I think about when I meet somebody. He could be on the facially homely or unattractive side with scrawny arms and sunken chest. BUT if his legs are toned, muscular and especially hairy, he could seduce me in a heartbeat. Maybe "fetish" is a better word.My second obsession is with my money. I am not cheap or a Scrooge, but I know exactly what I have in all my accounts down to the penny. I budget, use coupons, watch the sales, and weigh my expenditures almost daily to get the biggest bang for my buck. I can't say I need to especially economize, but nothing perks me up more than watching my accounts grow and knowing I made a great deal... than perhaps hairy legs.
My weight more than anything else.
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