Brazilian, Landing Strip or Just Trimmed?

Mr. Astronaut was suppose to come over this morning for some great sex. I cleared my morning and couldn't wait. I was so excited yesterday that I sent a note....Brazilian, Landing Strip or just trimmed? Unfortunately, sex has been so unfrequent that I can give him all those options! BUT I didn't hear back. Not a good sign. That usually means something came up with work. Grr...In the bath, I knew he was cancelling.


And 7AM this morning I get the text. I am wrapped up today, not sure I can get away. Will probably have to make it later in the week. Sorry. UGH!!!!! I spent the day yesterday straightening up the entire house with still more to go. I went with the landing strip and now there is nothing!!! Now, I know he can't control his job. Some stupid ass criminal decides to make a move and caused me to not get screwed today. I know I should be understanding, he's probably working on some big undercover drug deal or its something to do with homeland security (I am guessing...his job heats up and he travels funky places). But they couldn't fucking wait one day to make a move? They had to do it on a Sunday, the day before I am suppose to be getting laid. Quite frankly, I want to kick that person's ass right now. Excuse me Mr. Criminal...your timing sucks...I am horny, I am bitchy and right now I want to personally kick your ass. GRRRRR...he will never tell me but I always wonder when there is some huge security thing going down that I see on the news if he is part of it.

Mr. Porsche sent me some work analysis this morning. No note, no mention of my vicious note...I did my professional evaluation and sent the results back. no note, no words just my report. And now I decided to just throw myself into bed. I have so much work but I didn't plan to be doing it right now. Pout. yes, I am pouting. Cranky, cranky...I am going to throw myself into bed and pull the covers over my head.