Uncategorized — A. @ 12:52 am

> Orgy - Fetisha

For those of you scratching your head and going “huh?” about my new blog title, it says “I need a femme fatale,” except that I don’t literally want a femme fatale, I want a homme fatale. The definition of femme fatale might help those still scratching their heads.

Femme fatale:
1 : a seductive woman who lures men into dangerous or compromising situations
2 : a woman who attracts men by an aura of charm and mystery

Just change woman to man and there we go–J’ai besoin d’un homme fatale. I want some excitement in my life. J’ai besoin d’un homme fatale. Perhaps–actually I really want to learn French like INSANELY bad so I’m going to try to translate everything I can. Peut-�tre Taggart est mon homme fatale. J’aime Taggart la plupart du temps parce qu’il ne peut pas m’aimer. Andrew semble tr�s int�ressant, mais il est probablement juste une fa�ade. I can so read French. I can like, understand 80% of Romance languages if I see them in print. It’s all Latin. I LOVE FRANCE–I LOVE HAUTE COUTURE–I LOVE THE CHAMPS-ELYSEES–I LOVE COUTURE NOIR–I LOVE $600 SILK JACKETS–I LOVE RANDOM TRIPS WITH DANIELA–YAY!!!!

I need a towel.

Uncategorized — A. @ 12:25 am

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EEK!!! FEMME FATALE STRIKES AGAIN!!! EEEK!!! EEEK!!! EEEKK!!!

Guess who I just talked to. No, really. Guess. TAGGART! No, I’m not still obsessed. No. Really. EEK! Molly is so right. He wants me. I would post the conversation in its’ entirety, but it would be a little too long. I’ll just give the highlights. I wonder if he still reads this. Well, disregard me eeks if you do read it. I’m just listening to Spanish pop and being all Daniela-ish–I know you don’t know what that means but I do so it’s okay. And then Daniela would read this and she’d go EEK! and I’d go EEK! And I’d go “Get it? The pelvis?” And we would bust into insatiable laughter. I am so in lust with Taggart. I have discovered this in the last month or so–I love emotionally unavailable men. I need a homme fatale. Fuck yeah I just used French, bitches. Oh! Oh! Take some more: haute couture, mise en scene, RENDEZ-fucking-VOUS. I am so psyched, I haven’t had such a great day in so long! A super-crazy random adventure pretending me and Daniela are married voyage to Brookings day, and then a conversation with Taggart. It all adds up to more than an omg–an eek. I’m like–on the verge of orgasm. Okay, Taggart quotes. Must subdue the EEKs. Okay, I’m going to the bathroom. Okay, brushing my teeth totally calmed down my eekness. Okay. The conversation. I can’t help myself, I’m posting it in it’s entirety. Oops, said bad things about people. Must edit.

dariusofthedark: hey
OutOfNiflheim: whats up
OutOfNiflheim: been awile
dariusofthedark: indeed
dariusofthedark: did you ever find my book?
OutOfNiflheim: i think my mom chucked it
OutOfNiflheim: i’ll get u another one
OutOfNiflheim: i swear
OutOfNiflheim: when u comin down next?
dariusofthedark: um, I don’t know
dariusofthedark: probably a holiday or something
OutOfNiflheim: spring break?
dariusofthedark: my spring break is week after next but I don’t have the $160 for a round trip ticket
dariusofthedark: omg I’ll be able to drive my car
dariusofthedark: I take my driving test this Tuesday
dariusofthedark: but I wouldn’t drive, it’s too far
OutOfNiflheim: sweet
OutOfNiflheim: hows school?
dariusofthedark: inexorably boring, as usual
OutOfNiflheim: so its school
dariusofthedark: I should have taken more classes, but they would have interfered with my social life. I’m taking a full load of credits–I guess if this is enough for the average person it should be enough for me
dariusofthedark: well, it’s basically glorified high school
OutOfNiflheim: lol
dariusofthedark: we haven’t been required to read a book yet
OutOfNiflheim: 13th grade
OutOfNiflheim: lol
dariusofthedark: LOL
dariusofthedark: it’s so true too
OutOfNiflheim: quality education
dariusofthedark: indeed
OutOfNiflheim: lol
OutOfNiflheim: hows ur social life
OutOfNiflheim: made any new friends?
OutOfNiflheim: last i heard u wher like alone
dariusofthedark: well, I have one good friend that I’ve had for months and months, lots of acquaintances, and my boyfriend
OutOfNiflheim: hows that going?
dariusofthedark: um–it’s okay. He’s basically [mean comment censored], but he’s fun to be around and the sex isn’t bad
OutOfNiflheim: i couldn’t picture you with a door knob
OutOfNiflheim: so basicly he’s a troph wife?
dariusofthedark: he’s a classic uber-gay guy–watches Trading Spaces obsessively, and he’s going to cosmetology school (which he constantly annoys me by calling it college)
dariusofthedark: he’s not a trophy wife–a trophy is something that one like, has to earn–
OutOfNiflheim: lol
OutOfNiflheim: wow
OutOfNiflheim: ok…how about a christmas ornament
dariusofthedark: it’s weird–I met him the weekend I got back from Sacramento–it was so convenient, I didn’t even have time to be depressed after the breakup
dariusofthedark: I guess I’ll give you that
OutOfNiflheim: lol
OutOfNiflheim: so how long have u been spoonen?
OutOfNiflheim: lol
dariusofthedark: we’ve been going out since the Sunday of the weekend I got back
dariusofthedark: which was like months ago
dariusofthedark: so how is your new beau?
OutOfNiflheim: well i felt like a whore but u beat me by 2 days
OutOfNiflheim: i’ve changed…i go to church now and we prey together…i can’t even pretend to be all holy…it just feel dirty
dariusofthedark: oh! I am easier than you are.
OutOfNiflheim: no we’re great she’s so awsome
OutOfNiflheim: she’s so out of my leage
dariusofthedark: you amuse me
OutOfNiflheim: how so?
dariusofthedark: i dunno. um–you go to church, you said?
OutOfNiflheim: hopfully in a different way than ur bueaty school boy
OutOfNiflheim: i was joking
OutOfNiflheim: i laughed my ass off at the passion
OutOfNiflheim: seen it yet
dariusofthedark: lol okay that was joke if ever there was bad joke
dariusofthedark: nope
dariusofthedark: I’m not going to subourn the media frenzy
OutOfNiflheim: its great
dariusofthedark: my rule in life is if something is popular, ignore it
dariusofthedark: it’s the only way to have a unique perspective
OutOfNiflheim: its historicly inacurate and the take artistic licence with the bible
dariusofthedark: lol
OutOfNiflheim: why are u never online?
OutOfNiflheim: different screen name?
dariusofthedark: we don’t even know what is historically accurate–the book was written 300 years after the event happened–the equivalent of us writing a book about 16th century France with no writings from the period to go on
dariusofthedark: nope–I just forget to sign on to AOL
dariusofthedark: I’m always on MSN
OutOfNiflheim: oh
dariusofthedark: I like signed on to AOL last week and my friend jon was on and I’m all “here are all my cool friends”
OutOfNiflheim: lol
dariusofthedark: yeah, like, jordan just left like twenty minutes ago
dariusofthedark: he has Mormon parents and they’re always doing shit to fuck with him, they instituted this new rule that if he’s not back by twelve he has to stay wherever he is
OutOfNiflheim: is that a bad thing?
OutOfNiflheim: kinda like when my mom kicked me out
OutOfNiflheim: lol
dariusofthedark: I dunno–usually we stay out until like two or three
OutOfNiflheim: but no sadistic sofa
dariusofthedark: LOL
OutOfNiflheim: good shit
dariusofthedark: the sofa haunts my nightmares
OutOfNiflheim: lol
OutOfNiflheim: i’m out
OutOfNiflheim: must sleep
OutOfNiflheim: school at 6
dariusofthedark: I don’t have classes friday
dariusofthedark: ha
OutOfNiflheim: need sleep
OutOfNiflheim: ass
OutOfNiflheim: tata
dariusofthedark: and I don’t have classes on monday until 1:30
dariusofthedark: bye
OutOfNiflheim: sign on aim more
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