Posts Tagged ‘flirting’
by hannah
March 17th, 2011
Last night I had a dream involving David Duchovny. I was laying on a big white circular bed in a big white room and he walked in; stopped when the crotch of his pants was at the top of my head, and stood above me for a moment. Then he leaned down for one of those kisses…you know, one of those kisses where you’re both upside down from one another…maybe you’re getting ready to slide into a 69… And then his mouth left mine and lingered on my chest for a while, and then he started to make his way down, and all I wanted to do was pry open his pants, but instead I said, “you can’t, I’m about to get my period.”
And then I woke up thinking: What the fuck? When has that stopped me before? And I wasn’t even on my period, I was about to get it? If parallel universes truly exist, I think I fucked that one up.
This is what happens when you do one too many Californication marathons.
by hannah
February 3rd, 2011
The night before I left for Vegas I watched Up in the Air, where the climax of the movie is centered around this unattached, unemotional man realizing he’s fallen in love with a women he wants to make a home with, only to find out she already has a home, with a different man, and family. I found myself relating to the woman; understanding the need for a family yet also the need to get carried away by a moment, a different circumstance, a different man, woman, threesome… Did ‘til death do us part have to mean to never flirt with spontaneous attraction again? Of course your husband is supposed to be enough, supposed to complete you, so that you don’t ever crave getting carried away by a spontaneous attraction, but I’ve read enough about the biology of lust and love to know it’s not always so. At least I don’t think it’s that way for me.
I got to Vegas, checked into my suite, flipped the TV on, and layed down. A Sex and the City episode was on; the one where Carrie is dating Aiden and ends up fucking Big. It’s hard for one man to satisfy everything we need. Although I wondered whether somehow it was more alright for a single woman in a relationship to have multiple lovers than a married woman. And then my mind wandered to another time I had taken a trip to Vegas by myself.
by hannah
December 16th, 2010
I’m not sure what’s been going on with me lately. I feel like I’ve lost complete focus. True, this project I started with a client in October that was supposed to be long term is now up in the air. But instead of, oh, I don’t know, working on the third Sex, Life, & Hannah book, or the Lila book, or my mom’s craft book, or any of the number of other tasks that have not been completed yet, like taxes, I’m…shopping. And cleaning and blogging…but mostly shopping. This is not typical for me. I mean, I shop, but not as a daily activity. It’s like I’ve become this housewife, but I don’t even have a kid to justify my actions.
I need some kind of balance in my life. I’m starting to feel, again, that a structured corporate environment might do me some good. Although I suspect I’d take issue with the hours, as I always do. It’s not the office I mind going to, I’ll go into an office for a client every now and then, it’s the hour I’m supposed to show up and leave the office at that I’ve always taken issue with. So I should be looking for work, or new clients, especially with all this time on my hands, but instead…I’m thinking about that Victoria’s Secret coupon burning a hole in my wallet, or that scarf I really like at Taylrz Joynt, or that sweater dress at Indexx…
Things with hubbie have been going well. Except for my freak out this weekend over him volunteering to work a production. I thought he was just making the prop, but it turned into a nearly entire weekend thing. We didn’t get to put up our christmas tree, and I turned into a raging bitch housewife.
