ok ladies it is around now that I tend to panic about what to buy only 20 days away and I have NO ideas...luckily for me Babeland have some awesomely sexy ideas and if you order now plenty of time for stuff to arrive for christmaka eve :D (probably NSFW unless you work in a sexy place)
Babeland's 2010 Christmaka gift list
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Em
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Sunday, 5 December 2010
Friday, 3 December 2010
Emuhs Lesbian Advant Calender Day 4
NOT strictly lesbian but you gotta heart the gaga ~(incidently this is the first gaga toon I ever heard :s)
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Em
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Em
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Emuhs Lesbian Advant Calender Day 3
Bored of the same old nonsense where some child crys and the head halls off the baby Jesus? NO FEAR! Alternative christmas play comes in the form of "Thank You" by Dale Anderson....pretty sure the PTA will get on board :D
Thank you-A Lesbian Christmas Play
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Em
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Thank you-A Lesbian Christmas Play
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Em
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Thursday, 2 December 2010
The “G” word
Ok friends I have astounding news
After much deliberation I have some exciting news
I The Emuh geeky writer of this blog have gained an actual real life, no I haven’t made her up, yes she is actually real and amazing, Girlfriend.
I’m going to let that marinade with you all for a second as you remember who I am and what I am like
Still need a moment?
Alright….
….
Ok that’s long enough!
Geez you guys is it really that hard to believe?
I know it really is I can hardly believe it myself if she hadn’t flicked me in the ear earlier I would still be questioning her existence.
I’m not sure how to cope with it to be perfectly honest I’ve never been anyone’s *gulp* girlfriend before that wasn’t long distance, completely horrid or imaginary. I’ve been trying my best not too be so Emuh on the situation but the truth of the matter is GP (Gal Pal) makes me feel and act like a teenager who is going out with their favourite pop star. I have and always have been and will continue to be the funny but fugly friend in the movie of life; you know the un-fancied cynical one you go to when you’re love life is in fail mode? Me all over but now GP has made me a soppy romantic mess. And I finally, for the first time in my sad existence I feel like a co-star in my own life.
I’m no Shane but I’m no virgin either but I’ve never been with someone who seems to find the hot mess in my facebook profile picture attractive. I know she’s not legally blind still it’s pretty close, but it’s a very strange sensation to be called pretty by someone as beautiful as GP is. Any “romance” (and I use the term very loosely) has been the result of someone else’s desperation. Because I have been female and there is usually the only reason people go near me but GP has been sober and has still asked to go out with me again and enjoys kissing my face in public it’s incredibly strange. People have always been too ashamed of me to admit we’re even friend let alone “an item”
That’s why I’m terrified I’m going to mess it up somehow
She makes me ache, and tingle, and shiver, and makes me want to write poetry (awful idea I’m an awful poet~), and makes me nervous as hell when I see her, an and and and OH. MY.GAWD I am so going to get my heart broken when she figures out I’m not worthy to kiss the tip of her fingers. I’m ridiculously into her, like RIDICULOUSLY into her but she never quite understands how she makes me feel. So I guess I’m just going to HAVE to figure out how to be a girlfriend pretty quickly so that she realises….
Cherry cherry boom boom readers
Em
x
After much deliberation I have some exciting news
I The Emuh geeky writer of this blog have gained an actual real life, no I haven’t made her up, yes she is actually real and amazing, Girlfriend.
I’m going to let that marinade with you all for a second as you remember who I am and what I am like
Still need a moment?
Alright….
….
Ok that’s long enough!
Geez you guys is it really that hard to believe?
I know it really is I can hardly believe it myself if she hadn’t flicked me in the ear earlier I would still be questioning her existence.
I’m not sure how to cope with it to be perfectly honest I’ve never been anyone’s *gulp* girlfriend before that wasn’t long distance, completely horrid or imaginary. I’ve been trying my best not too be so Emuh on the situation but the truth of the matter is GP (Gal Pal) makes me feel and act like a teenager who is going out with their favourite pop star. I have and always have been and will continue to be the funny but fugly friend in the movie of life; you know the un-fancied cynical one you go to when you’re love life is in fail mode? Me all over but now GP has made me a soppy romantic mess. And I finally, for the first time in my sad existence I feel like a co-star in my own life.
I’m no Shane but I’m no virgin either but I’ve never been with someone who seems to find the hot mess in my facebook profile picture attractive. I know she’s not legally blind still it’s pretty close, but it’s a very strange sensation to be called pretty by someone as beautiful as GP is. Any “romance” (and I use the term very loosely) has been the result of someone else’s desperation. Because I have been female and there is usually the only reason people go near me but GP has been sober and has still asked to go out with me again and enjoys kissing my face in public it’s incredibly strange. People have always been too ashamed of me to admit we’re even friend let alone “an item”
That’s why I’m terrified I’m going to mess it up somehow
She makes me ache, and tingle, and shiver, and makes me want to write poetry (awful idea I’m an awful poet~), and makes me nervous as hell when I see her, an and and and OH. MY.GAWD I am so going to get my heart broken when she figures out I’m not worthy to kiss the tip of her fingers. I’m ridiculously into her, like RIDICULOUSLY into her but she never quite understands how she makes me feel. So I guess I’m just going to HAVE to figure out how to be a girlfriend pretty quickly so that she realises….
Cherry cherry boom boom readers
Em
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Emuhs Lesbian Advant Calender Day 1
Yes this me from last year but I need time to google awesome lesbian stuffs for your advant calenders!
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Em
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cherry cherry boom boom
Em
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Wednesday, 24 November 2010
my dream girl....
A bit shorter than me about 5'7, curvy with thick red hair, the deepest green eyes possible, freckles across her nose, small pretty teeth and plump lips.
She'd love to read and speak French, a bit of a geek with a wicked sense of humor that would get us into endless trouble on buses.
She'd like my cooking and prefer to do the washing than the drying, sitting on the sofa she'd curl up and lie on my lap and let me be sentimental as I stroked her hair.
She'd never wear contacts and insist that her glasses are not retro even though they really are, she'd make fun of my "comfortable shoes" and argue with me about who can do the best accents.
She'd make fun of me for keeping her letters but never insists I throw them away, she may not get my Xena obsession but she doesn't have to.
She'd have read the Harry Potter series more than 3 times and actually likes it when I randomly burst into song.
She'd never make fun of my crooked smile and wouldn't ever tell me I need to diet, wouldn't ever complain about the food she's eaten and we'd tease each other constantly in strange voices.
She'd HATE Twilight and would rather chill in the pub with some decent music than go out to clubs at the weekends.
She'd borrow my clothes without asking and I'd curse her that the oversized look of them looks great on her and when she's not around I'd love it that my wadrobe smells like her.
She'd paint and get messy for no other reason than she enjoys it, she'd let me go first in the shower and relax with the paper rather than bang on the door.
She'd be laid back but not switched off, she'd like a good argument with a great make up.
She'd love just kissing, getting caught in the rain she throws her umbrella away and let's her hair get soaked, she never complains that life isn't perfect like I do and let's me have my mad moments, she'd leave me alone when I need it but be right there when I needed her.
She wouldn't be perfect and I'd be able to get her out of her bad mood with my brilliant sparkling sense of humor, she'd loose at tickle fights quite gleefully, never tell me I couldn't touch her wobbly bits, and dress like she wants never according to trends...but the most the important thing is she would like me for me and would possible love me for all my faults.
siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
cherry cherry boom boom
em
x
She'd love to read and speak French, a bit of a geek with a wicked sense of humor that would get us into endless trouble on buses.
She'd like my cooking and prefer to do the washing than the drying, sitting on the sofa she'd curl up and lie on my lap and let me be sentimental as I stroked her hair.
She'd never wear contacts and insist that her glasses are not retro even though they really are, she'd make fun of my "comfortable shoes" and argue with me about who can do the best accents.
She'd make fun of me for keeping her letters but never insists I throw them away, she may not get my Xena obsession but she doesn't have to.
She'd have read the Harry Potter series more than 3 times and actually likes it when I randomly burst into song.
She'd never make fun of my crooked smile and wouldn't ever tell me I need to diet, wouldn't ever complain about the food she's eaten and we'd tease each other constantly in strange voices.
She'd HATE Twilight and would rather chill in the pub with some decent music than go out to clubs at the weekends.
She'd borrow my clothes without asking and I'd curse her that the oversized look of them looks great on her and when she's not around I'd love it that my wadrobe smells like her.
She'd paint and get messy for no other reason than she enjoys it, she'd let me go first in the shower and relax with the paper rather than bang on the door.
She'd be laid back but not switched off, she'd like a good argument with a great make up.
She'd love just kissing, getting caught in the rain she throws her umbrella away and let's her hair get soaked, she never complains that life isn't perfect like I do and let's me have my mad moments, she'd leave me alone when I need it but be right there when I needed her.
She wouldn't be perfect and I'd be able to get her out of her bad mood with my brilliant sparkling sense of humor, she'd loose at tickle fights quite gleefully, never tell me I couldn't touch her wobbly bits, and dress like she wants never according to trends...but the most the important thing is she would like me for me and would possible love me for all my faults.
siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
cherry cherry boom boom
em
x
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