<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588522</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:46:56.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlinked and Naked</title><subtitle type='html'>Normalicy is only skin deep, and appearances deceive.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlinked.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlinked.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maura</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588522.post-106261746419418962</id><published>2003-09-03T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T15:31:04.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You may have noticed that what i have written thus far has alot to do with sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been on my mind &lt;i&gt;constantly&lt;/i&gt; the past few weeks.  Men, beautiful men -- everywhere.  And women -- don't even get me started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off the pill in February of this year.   I was really glad to be done with it, because i was hoping that my sex drive would come back.  One of the more notorious side effects of the pill is that it dampens the sex drive -- kind of ironic, actually, when you think about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time, i was starting to think that my sex drive would never re-appear.    Then all of a sudden -- BOOM -- back in full force.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i feel like a teenaged girl in heat.  I have all these glorious hormones coasting about my body in a way that they haven't done in almost 10 years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that it won't last forever -- the reason i went off the pill is that we are trying for what seems to be the biggest sex-drive killer of them all.  We are trying to get pregnant.  I'm sure that after any kids are born, nookie will be far and few between!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588522-106261746419418962?l=unlinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106261746419418962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106261746419418962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlinked.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106261746419418962' title=''/><author><name>Maura</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588522.post-106260324037083732</id><published>2003-09-03T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T11:46:47.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a schoolgirl again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a naughty kilts and knee-high stockings way (although that would be fun too -- too bad i have no idea where my old catholic school uniform got to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started lusting over a movie star again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando Bloom.  What a wonderful name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do this every now and then -- get infatuated with a movie star, and then spend hours (well, days, actually) learning all i can about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has happened in the past with Jude Law and Ewan McGregor.  I really have a thing for dashing British types.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little infatuation with Orlando Bloom goes far past any infatuation with any other actor that i have experience in the past.  This past long weekend, i was off for 4 days, and i spent a good deal of that time reading about Orlando on the internet.  Looking at photos of that gorgeous face.  Downloading videos from Kazaa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what my dear husband thought i was doing -- he knows I'm obsessed with certain bulletin boards, so he probably thought i was obsessively reading those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no -- i have a new obsession, and it comes in the form of a beautiful, tall, dark and androgynously handsome movie star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have even dreamed about him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dirty him up.  Many of the roles he has played to date have been the typical "safe" sort of boy that girls pin their dreams on (to quote Orlando himself).  I want to see him in a role that gets him dirty, naked and raw.  As far as I know, he is filming a role like that right now -- a film called "Troy", which is due out next year.  I can't wait.  May 2004 seems too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for now, I will have to be satisfied with my Lord of the Rings DVD's, and Return of the King, when it come out later this year.  I'll be drooling in the dark of the movie theater.  Orlando as Legolas -- tall, lithe, blonde and elegant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really does seem silly that a 30 year old woman would develop such an obsession with a hot young actor, doesn't it?  Apparently, he is as popular with the teenage girls as the Coreys (Haim and Feldman) and River Phoenix were when I was a teenager -- and let me tell you, I lusted over them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about Orlando, though, that really does reduce me to a giggling teenaged girl.   I can't wait to see what he does with his career.  He has sex appeal in spades.  His acting talent is brilliant.  He has taken all the right roles, and will hopefully continue to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only he could film a movie my city...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588522-106260324037083732?l=unlinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106260324037083732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106260324037083732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlinked.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260324037083732' title=''/><author><name>Maura</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588522.post-106201305065399987</id><published>2003-08-27T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T11:20:57.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the month of August, i went away on a week long trip, with 50 of my coworkers.  We went to an outdoor eductation center, 3 hours away from the city, pretty much out in the middle of no where.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that we were at this wonderful outdoors location, we were coopedup inside during the day. We spent our hours inside learning about new technology, software, programming skills and project management.  It is essentially a week long training session, in a fabulous location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire week in a state of sexual frustration.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one geek girl away from her husband for a week.  Put her in a room full of geeky guys -- including one guy who takes the cake as the hottest, most charismatic rockstar programmer ever.  What you get is a girl who is driven to distration with absolutely no outlet for it what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rockstar programmer dude -- i've known him for a few years now.  When i first met him, i didn't think that he was really all that hot.  Just kind of cool, in a geeky sort of way (i dig geeks, so that is often enough).  He works for the same company, in a different office, and was with us on our week long training to instruct some courses.  During this week, i noticed just how tall he was -- how built he was in a lean, lithe, muscular sort of way -- how strong his jaw was.  How languidly he sat in his instructor's chair when giving a lesson.  How charismatic he was when he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I developed a massive crush on him.  And of course, there was little i could do about it, being a married woman and on a trip with 50 of my coworkers.  I felt like a live wire the whole week, and there was no-one to touch me, but myself.  I was having the most delicious day dreams about seducing this man during my next trip to the city in which he lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This attraction was purely physical -- on a personal level, he really is not one of the types of people that i get along well with at all.  During that whole week, i was wondering -- perhaps cheating isn't so bad at all, if it is only physical, and with a person who i could never fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband dearly -- but lets face it -- a girl does get distracted easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never cheated.  I'm not sure i ever would, in reality.  It is too fun to think about though -- and these thoughts and fantasies always lead to one wild night with my dear husband when i get home to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588522-106201305065399987?l=unlinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106201305065399987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588522/posts/default/106201305065399987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlinked.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106201305065399987' title=''/><author><name>Maura</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
