New Years Day
Holy shit, tis the new fuckin’ year! wild…
Our day was supposed to be filled with apartment hunting and a festive breakfast… Alas, David still sleeps. I would wake him but last night was the first night in over a week that we actually slept in our bed. Going home for the holidays is always a bit of a trying experience, especially for the person whose family its not, and so I will let him sleep and perhaps procrastinate our plans for the sake of ones mental health.
We rang in the new year at a friends house, holding our bottles of champagne all the while listening to the promises and reservations that will undoubtedly not last through march. Nothing brings people together like a bare naked ass with 2009 scrawled on it or the signature back porch where the smokers congregate and huddle in their slinky little dresses.
As I mentioned previously we are looking for a new apartment, our lifestyle has proved to be too much for our neighbors, they are disgusted and appalled by our decision to not follow norms or live quietly. To be adults in nature and entertain at our will. To have loud sex and abstain from children. To shoot sex scenes in our kitchen and play the music at – well- maybe a bit more than a reasonable volume. So we’re moving… because February is such an awesome time to move 
yeah right… although, I’m looking forward to it… new scene, new surroundings, packing, unpacking, decorating… etc…
This song that I inserted is called Red Dress by Tv On The Radio- awesome fuckin’ song…. I’m so into this band right now… they’re the perfect band for the times…
I can’t lie, its good to be home…
Happy New Year everyone…
blessings and love xoxoxo- Morgana
I wouldn’t complain … as long as I could watch and take photos.