Snow Day Smut

3 Mar

Another day, another Federal Government snow day. While I do love getting to sleep in on a Monday, the entire idea of winter is getting really old, isn’t it?

I’m tired of snow and cold. Where the heck is spring anyways? Damnit, Phil.

Stuck inside all day, with Carlos Danger monopolizing the television and internet bandwidth with his stupid video games, I got a bit bored with cleaning and turned to my favorite pastime.

Not Netflix – my account is currently suspended. Never lose your debit card, friends.

Youtube? I wish. The internet can’t keep its shit together today, it seems.

As I’ve alluded to here before, I love to read romance novels. So I spent today doing precisely that. No regrets.

Why romance novels? People often make fun of me, for reading such crap books. Its true, I’m not proud of my addiction. Having a Nook has really made it too easy to read smut in public. But I regret nothing.

I love romance novels for so many reasons. One, I love a nice easy read that distracts. I think so much during the day, there are times I just want to zone out and not consider the world around me, or think about anything.

I also love to read about sex and romance. Watching porn has never interested me. I would much rather read about it. #girlproblems.

The main reason I read these books, though, is the same reason that I watch romantic comedies and Jane Austen movies and any romantic film I can get my hands on – I love a happy ending. It makes me happy to read about other people, even fictional characters, happy.

Who doesn’t want to believe that love works out, that people find their happy ending by finding someone perfect for them? And I’m no fool that believes love works the way it does in books or movies – I have too much experience being injured by men to believe that, and too much sense. But at the end of the day, I still pine for my own happy ending, wondering when the gallant hero of the romance novel of my life is going to step in.

Listen, I’m not trying to whine. My life is great, and I’m happy almost all of the time. I wake up feeling incredibly lucky to be where I am, with great friends and a job I love. I can’t stop smiling when I think about my life.

But sometimes, don’t we all just want to have someone to love, who loves us back? Don’t we all want our happy ending to get here a little bit faster?

I know I do.

Now, back to my bodice ripper. I do believe there’s a duke waiting for me…

XOXO,

Capitol Jill

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