Sex & the City threesomes.

So I sat up last night watching old Sex & the City episodes, and I gotta tell you, my life ambition is to be like Carrie Bradshaw. Except instead of New York, I want to live in California/somewhere beachy, and instead of Mr Big and his intense eyebrow problems, I want a hot buff surfer dude with messy yet perfect hair, and one hell of a tan. He can still be ridiculously rich though. And smart. But no sketchy past. And I'm sorry, but fuck the whole getting-married-in-city-hall thing. I want a wedding. But I do like her whole blogger-gone-novelist-thing. First I have to get my blog like ... popular. Shit. That might be hard. I have like ... no followers. They're all my friends that feel sorry for me. And I don't want to post the link on my Facebook in like my status, because that's what everyone else does, and I would so-totally-be-like-oh-my-god-copying-them, and Lord knows we can't have that. It's not like Xanga (yeah, I still have one of those) where you can like join blogs where your link pops up in the "I Post Pictures" group list as like recently updated or whatevs. I have tons of subscriptions on there. But here? It's weird. And like ... too private for me. How do I get people to pay attention without being totally obnoxious about it?

Anyways, on Sex & the City, Samantha, Carrie, Charlotte, and the annoying red head, were all obsessed with trying a threesome. Like, ew! Seriously. Who would want to do a threesome? I feel like it would be really, really awkward. I mean, only two people can kiss/have sex at once. What is the other person supposed to do? Watch? Sorry, but that sound that kissing makes, you know, the wet sandwich with mayonnaise squishy wet sound? Yeah. It makes me want to barf when I hear it. Barf = TOTAL OPPOSITE OF TURNING ME ON.  And watching people have sex is just friggin weird. And then there were wives of men who were all "let's have a threesome, I'm doing it as a gift for my husband's 30-something birthday and you seem good." What the hell?? That's legit like a free pass for the man to sleep with someone else. It's just okay because you'll be sitting there waiting for your turn. Guh-rooooooooooss!

xoxo,

carly rae