Today was really decaffinated I got out of bed when I needed to pee.

I feel like I'm not quite, really on the planet.

I'm so sad. My kitten got run over this afternoon. I found him when I was coming home from school. His head was all squished. I took some photos. I'll miss him. Poor kitty.

Last night I had to masturbate twenty times. I'm so horny. Click here to see my website.

I want to tell the world bite me, slowly, sensually, just make it good.

I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my cock.

I want to say thanks to my left boob for keeping my right boob company.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said the blackmaill cheque would be late this week. And bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you what your favourite sexual position is.

I'm reading a book called "The Pleasure Slave". Why isn't this job listed on Monster.com?

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with cold coffee. I'm going to make a fresh pot.

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gazehound

and I thought that "Kareem's" version of this was funny - yours totally tops it!

Love it.

green eyed kat

giggle I'm playing with ya...;)

gazehound

well of course then I HAVE to do the same, right? (hell, I'm under quarrantine so what else do I have to do?)

me

Not all of it was fictional. evil grin

My other blog is a red one. Well, pink if you want to get technical. I don't want to write the same babble all over again. I'm reading a book about creating your dreams in spite of your fears, doubts, self pity, etc.

Sometimes I wonder, if I make myself so damn perfect what will I lose? Imperfections aren't all bad. They keep us from being completely boring. Can you imagine someone who is perfect all the time? Where's the challenge in that? I'd be sick of them in an hour. Sorry all you perfect perfectionist, but the fact is, you lack flaws. It would work for you if you were a diamond, but you're not.

I'm happy being a flawed diamond but I'm going to tighten some loose screws. Seems I let a few things slide a bit too much. Always that background feeling that I was waiting for someone to come along and.... what? Perform a magic spell? Rescue me? Something like that. Silly, pathetic, childish, not the person I want to be.

First, trust yourself and then kick your ass in gear. It's working, I think. I'm going to have to learn a new balance though. My theory is that if you're not learning something you're just wasting time. Eventually we are all going to die but why stand around twiddling your thumbs waiting for it.

I'm really going to bed now. I miss having someone else in it, even if it was my stonily silent ex husband. It was nice having someone notice my existence, even if I did have to push him off my half the bed.

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gazehound

You said it girl! If you can't learn, why bother? Stop learning and you might as well just drop dead since life is all a learning experience!

And I second the missing having someone in the bed thing - it's a very nice thing to have that warm flesh near by, a strange reassurance of sorts. I hate that I sleep so much better with someone else in the bed though - just doesn't seem fair in the overall scheme of things, ya know?

Reasons You Aren't Starting the Decision Making Process

This was a good article. Funny how there is such a little pin prick of a point in time when you actually make that a final decision and go on from there. You may consider it, sort of decide and ponder it over for months but when you really do decide it's just a flash of time and then you don't go back.

As messy and gaping wound feeling as the whole thing is, I think everyone feels just a bit better once the decision is really and finally made. It gives you purpose, you know what direction to head in rather than trying to decide and spinning your wheels.

Good luck to everyone who has gone or is going through a divorce. I never knew what it was really like until I went through it. I wouldn't say I'm really through it yet but I'm heading in that direction.

This is a rant so get over it.

I am so tired of men who treat me like a disposable camera. They send a few emails back and forth tell me I'm interesting, pretty, etc. Then they just stop, forget I exist, toss me aside like a used book of matches, whatever. What is so wrong with them? Are they just big weenies or are they really that rude/ crass? Why can't they send an email saying they don't think it will work out between us cause... whatever reason. I wouldn't know cause I just get the rubbish treatment. I'm fed up with it. I wish there was a way to know in advance if that was the kind of pathetic loser he was. Then I could just never answer any of his emails, spare myself.

Before you think it... I don't do this to people. This week I sent out two emails saying "thank you, but no" politely and with my reason, usually just that the distance is too much and I don't want to try another long distance relationship having done it (unsuccessfully) at least times already. Why can't men be this courteous? Are they just that obnoxiously rude or are they gutless wonders?

There's my rant, for now. Like it or lick it.

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green eyed kat

{{{{{{laura}}}}}}} I think all men have what I call the "dick gene"..and they can turn it on and off like a switch. Off when they are not a dick..on when they are. I think most of them keep it on the "on" position most of the time.

me

Tickles for you Kat. You're so funny. :)

I wonder what gene they would say we have. Someday, when I find a man with the dick gene in off position, I will ask him.

LABIA.