2004-09-06

mmmm,mornings when I could stay in bed forever...

those half waking dreams where Mr Darcy is running a thoughtful yet manly hand over your flanks in an attempt to soothe the burning flame that kindles within - oooh, yus! Visions of young men in wet shirts with puffy sleeves and woollen underwear, their horse trotting obediently behind them as they mount the hill after having had an illicit dip in the river. I would have been a right tart in Regency times... just try and stop me with all those dashing and ill-fated menthings in British navy uniform.

Yup, was watching Pride and prejudice AGAIN. With a little bit of 'Regency House Party' before hand. Crikey, I nearly had kittens with the thrilling conclusion, and its not like i haven't watched it a hundred times before (or, maybe twenty, who can say?). My usual pragmatic and earthy self just goes to pieces when it comes to Mr Darcy, or heck, even the Captain in Persuasion. Why does Jane Austen have this extraordinary hold over me? Romance, yeah, sure, but its more erotically charged than that. Lord knows I left my own damn wet spot after the little morning glory dream this morning.

Glad to say the libido is back in town and am contemplating hiring a young man who favours the puffy shirt and breeches to please me on the side for a bit because as you know the husband is hardly going to do the trick. But where to find such a young man? The costume room at MTC is my first point of call, followed perhaps by the Opera, and then maybe the Arts College. Oh, and he must have some big mofo side burns - mutton chops hurray! And a riding crop. And a goblet to drink wine from. And I think I need a new white corset...

have also been having sexy dreams from the opposite end of the spectrum - I dreamt I was shacked up with KD lang, of all people. IN Canada no less. With furry rugs. Hmmm. That was a pretty damn good dream too. Perhaps my next one will be about her in breeches and a riding crop. Oh god yes! Wearing suspenders to hold her breeches up with no top on... pant pant, yes please!

Good god, my libido is chasing me around the office trying toput its hand down my pants. Must dash

pleasant dreams

bitch - moan