2006-09-14

Yawn.....

Well hi again, everybody! I think it's Thursday and it's somewhere near lunchtime, but it's kinda hard to say for sure because I'm operating on 2 hours sleep. Was up half the night in the chatroom, and if Princess Grace hadn't told me to get my little bitchass to bed, I'd probably still be in there! But Princess always knows what's best for me, and soooooo.... off to bed I went to have lot's of nice dreams about her. (or at least as many dreams as you can have in 2 hours)

The reason I stay up so late sometimes is that I'm just having too damn much fun in the room with the Mistresses and all my friends (wayyyy too many to name individually, but you know who you are), and I don't wanna leave! Last night I was getting ready to be a good girl and sign off early, but all of a sudden, who comes in but my Princess herself! How was I supposed to leave then????? Mind you, I sure didn't want to leave anyway after she arrived!

Soooooo.... stuck around and had another wonderful time, most of it being spent laughing my ass off. Mistress finally shooed me off to bed, and I was able to close my eyes for a few minutes before the alarm went off.

Will I ever learn my lesson? Prolly not, I'll be right back there tonight, so it's a really good thing when Princess is there to keep an eye on me.

Well, if this is in fact Thursday, everybody have a great Thursday, and will see you all tonight in the chatroom!

And hey! Princess! Isn't tonight your hosted chat??? Yumms!

little bitchass
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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Don't let MsGrace in our submarine with her cheese spraying gun...the smell will last for months! And we have nowhere near enough crackers.

5:12 PM
Little Bitchass said...

Krissi! Princess has a cheese spraying gun???? Wonder where she hides it on her person?

I'll try to tell her she can't bring it in our submarine when I see her, but if she gives me the Princess Special Raised Eyebrow, it's all over for me and I'm lettin' her bring in anything she wants.

Except squiddies.

little bitchass

5:33 PM
Anonymous said...

They just wouldn't open the damned door. It had been over twenty minutes of sweet talk and promises; didn't they know how hungry I was? I need to feed.
Must get in room.
Must feed.
I swam around and peeked in a window. They were throwing pies at each other. Imagine, here I am outside starving and they are throwing food around like it was some kind of a party!
Must feed.
I tried the backdoor, nudging it with my snout, but it had a chain holding it shut. Dirty tricksters.
I looked in the windows again and caught the eye of one of them. This one seemed sympathetic, like it knew how badly I needed to feed. Another was droning on and on inside, some were rolling their eyes each time that one spoke. I caught the eye of the first one again and nodded towards the droner. A return nod sent me back to the front door and as my stomach grumbled I hit the doorbell again.....

4:06 PM
Little Bitchass said...

Well greetings, Mr Landshark.. and I say greetings only because I have no idea how to address a distinguised marine creature such as yourself. Thank you for taking the time to swim over to my blog. I think you will enjoy your stay here as long as you keep your fin in your pants.

After listening to your story, I think that there is a valuable lesson in it for all of us. I have no freakin' idea what that lesson is, but when I finally figure it out, I'll tell everybody.

little bitchass

5:28 PM

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