irina

SWEET. Life is good again, for one very simple reason: after years of fruitless searching, i have finally found a pair of thigh-high stockings that actually fit my thunder-thighs properly. They're the largest size the company makes. (And if you don't know already, I'm 5' 1".) No joke. Worship my abundant flesh! (Except you, BukkakeGod; please keep your dick in your pants, where it belongs.)

Anyways, I'd like to tell you all about these heavenly stockings (they are so teh sex!) but I'm going to refrain, because hopefully you'll all be seeing them when I am an SG. If all goes according to plan, this weekend I will be shooting 2 or 3 sets to send to Missy, and in one of them I will be wearing said thigh-highs. Oh boy, I'm excited!

On a completely different note, I'm just about fully recovered from the Remeron trauma (see previous entry if you're confused,) and currently hunting for a new psychopharmacologist in the NYC area. Recommendations welcome. And to everyone who expressed concern, I appreciate it, probably more than you'll ever know.

I hope this good mood lasts a little while. Keep your fingers crossed for me!...

No, that isn't optional...

Damnit, I said cross your fingers!!!...

Nevermind.