Jan. 2nd 2008

Ah yes. Welcome to a new year, a new month, a new title for the same damn thing. I had a good new years, I partied, went out and about… stayed out until the wee hours enjoyed the company of unfamiliar friends. I had this break from work and I took it really upon myself to use those days to honor any sort of hedonistic ritual. Good times…

The other day I got to go work (If one can call it that) in my stores greenhouse, it was absolutely fantastic. It’s pleasantly warm, smells of life and looks lush. I got to transplant little babies and give them a home of their own. I watered roots and watched it run all along the floor in sweet streams. I listened to the stories that each plant whispered. My favorite thing I did was break up and re-pot the bromeliads, bromeliads are a really fascinating plant in that at some point after the mother plant flowers she uses her energy into making little babies (usually 1-5), once the babies are 2/3rds her size, they can be repotted by themselves and the mother plant is then done and gets thrown away. Its like the simplest form of natures way right there in that tropical plant. “I flower and live, I pass along my grace into my children and give them enough strength until they can survive on their own and then I die so that they can thrive and blossom.”

Moving on from life to death, I Have been on this Dexter marathon, anyone who knows what I am talking about understands how easy it is to really just be enthralled with him… I can’t wait for season 2 to be out on Netflix. I don’t know where I would be without Netflix, probably be forced to wander outside instead of reach for the little red envelope with childlike enthusiasm.

Jan. 6th 2008

“Because I am easy like Sunday morning…”

Good morning fellow Sunday risers, it is a stunning January day here in Chicago, with the outside grey and the earth brown, every tree is yearning for spring as much as I. I say that it is a glorious day because it is above freezing, and I can go out and about without feeling the blood in my fingertips (what’s your point, I wear smoking gloves?) turn around in fear and run right back into my upper body.  Enough with the weather report lets talk about Brittany… oh Brittany. Tsk tsk tsk… I guess that’s all I can say in regards to her. Can’t help but love her. Moving along…Congratulations Obama, keep up the good work. I like where you are going with this, stay strong my man. 

Oh, just a little heads up- we filmed our first sex toy review Friday night and will do another in a day, so once we have a couple edited they should be on the side ready for viewing- be sure to check them out, they’re hot and sexy.
I really like masturbating for an audience, there is something so raunchy and real about it. I guess that’s the exhibitionist in me cracking the whip and forcing the red ball back in my mouth.

Anyway- have a fabulous rest of the weekend ya’ll… peace, love, and kisses – Morgana Moon

Jan. 8th 2008

A typical Tuesday, back in my routine… met new people, kicked back and chilled for a bit before returning home to ordering in pizza. Sometimes all that is really needed is a little sweet loving and some melted cheese.

I’m enjoying this rain of late immensely. I love standing on my porch listening to the droplets dive onto the pavement, the shingles and the passing cars they’re like mini suicide bombers…
I enjoy sitting next to the window, with my cat perched on my lap, her interest in the storm as keen as mine, and watching the lightning with its blue and silver rays rip up the sky. I love feeling the wetness of natures nourishing tears on my moisturized skin, I like letting her smear my mascara and ruin my so carefully planned attire. It pleases me to leave my umbrella at home and clutch my bag so its contents aren’t ruined and let the humidity twist my hair into curls. I ache to swim in her magnanimous oceans and feel the beat of her tide, but for the winter moment this is what I will eagerly accept.

Given that it is January and 55-degree days are a fluke and due mostly to our faults and greed as humans, it disturbs me to be seeing people in shorts, I mean really, it is a mid-western winter!!! 

Jan. 12th 2008

I don’t really have much to say, I feel like I am stuck in this bullshit and keep trying to pull pond scum up with me.  I feel like everyone else in the room is drowning and doesn’t seem to mind, and I am the only one who wants to keep swimming. I feel like I break in half when those I love are depressed and I soak up all their energy and pain. Is it compassion or just an inability to actually breathe on my own? Oh days, nights… why do you take my soul and play these incomprehensible games. Maybe I just need to go to sleep. Sigh…
  I guess it is one of those days…
Superbad on the TV, great fucking movie… alone, up late all by myself.   A bit lonely I guess…
We have a photo shoot tomorrow, hopefully it will produce some fun pictures- we’re going to try a different look- a little edgier. Its interesting how different your personality can come across in photos- I can dress a certain way all the time and what people see in my pictures – well the two people are completely different. Its all perception too I guess.  Anyway, stay tuned for some new pics and some hot new pussy shots.  And in the mean time, go watch Superbad cuz it’s a kick ass flick….
Peace…. bitches.

Ps- Stay out of the pond scum and keep on swimming.

Jan. 21st, 2008

I feel awful for not having written anything in the last week, we are in the middle of switching Internet providers and the inability to be online is ripping apart my sanity. Right, what sanity? But it has been very frustrating to not be able to do anything with the site at all; both David and I do apologize for the lack of fresh content lately.

Its ten o clock in the morning and already the cat wants to play fetch, she has been up the wall nutso lately- always jumping and biting, and not letting anyone sleep. She fucking scratched my face this earlier this morning. She must have the wintertime blues as well…

I am sitting here, waiting for a friend to pick me up so we can go out to brunch. I thought our time was for ten, maybe it was ten-thirty…. Hm? I’m super hungry though, breakfast foods are my absolute favorite.

I keep finding all these split ends in my hair and I don’t know where they came from, it’s quite distracting.

Jan. 22nd, 2008

Just as a note, breakfast was fantastic yesterday; we went to Ann Sathers where the food is hearty and ultimately awesome.
 Also last night we  (a different we than those who attended breakfast) shot another sex toy scene with a new person filming and although I have yet to see the footage, I am sure that it turned out super sexy. Plus, as fantastic as David is at watching my pussy get wet and hot, it should be great to have new pair of eyes, and lenses.

So… a super secret vice that I have to share so that it is no longer a secret- is that it is Tuesday and that means it is American Idol- I can’t really say why I like it. Perhaps it’s the embarrassment, perhaps it’s the naïveté of the contestants, perhaps it’s a way for me to validate how cool I am by not having to try out and just sit on my couch eagerly watching the poor fools. Maybe it’s … well fuck it, TV is a controlling mindless bitch who only wants to sell me tampons with flowery symbols and blue toilet paper.

Jan. 24th, 2007

Its cold, I am sick of it. Its depressing and makes me just want to stay inside. This coffee is hot and rich though, just what I need to get me started. A kick to wake me from the incomprehensible dreamland that holds me in the middle of night’s constant embrace.

Jan. 25th, 2007

7am- Again, a cold morning, so is the spring equinox here yet? We’re going to brave the weather this evening to trek out and about. Lets just say that although heels keep you a bit lifted from the snow, the lack of traction is a gag. That’s an invention- stilettos that are designed to hike through sleet and snow.  Anyway- I hope tonight proves to be entertaining but lacks drama.
Oh check this out!!! 10 days and David and I are going to be going to the Manson concert-I am so thrilled.

8pm- yeah so going out is a joke, with the wind-chill below zero and the option of staying at home with hot sex and cheaper drinks- well… the choice is obvious. Plus- honestly, stilettos would have been bogus- and my snow boots, as much as I cherish them would have clashed with the outfit. So sigh... although it makes me feel a bit lame, I guess the warmth wins again, how I look forward to spring. Chicago I love you but I feel like our time may be coming to a slow end…

Jan. 27th, 2008

We leave for Madison tomorrow for an overnight- we’re staying at the Hilton, I feel like I am bonding with Paris already. J  The trip itself is due to un-fun events, but the idea of sitting in a whirlpool in my string bikini almost (and really, ALMOST) makes the venture worth it.  I’ve also hung on to quite a few close friends in the Madison area and this may be an opportunity to see them.

Jan. 31st, 2008

So Madison, a young city that always leaves me feeling like I’ve just slept with my ex, great sex but never what it really was or could have been, still though, sometimes its nice to feel that connectedness again. We stayed at the Hilton, like I mentioned before, and let me tell you, that’s the poshest hotel I’ve stayed at in my adult life.  We cuddled and canoodled in the steamy tub, laughing as the pressure moved away our suits and we met, underwater and wet. The copulation was short lived as I was gently riding the hard penis, exulting in that moment, when the timer went off and one of us had to go restart the bubbles.  Sort of ruined the moment.