*sigh* Man, do I want to be elsewhere. Ideally, I want to go lie on the lawn in my backyard at my parents' place and nap while the cats roam about me. :)
Urgh. I went outside on my lunch break again and read while I enjoyed the sun. Then I forced myself to go back inside 'cause the wasp(s) was/were terrorizing me, not to mention if I stayed out any longer my butt would be even more numb and I would fall asleep. That last one was really the problem one.
Then I came in and worked on one of my new cross stitches for a bit. It's *majorly* involved, so progress on this thing is going to be stupid slow, but it's going to look fantastic when it's done, and I know I'll feel really good about it. Then I have one more like it, and another on order. I hate myself. :)
Yeesh. Somehow this week I wound up with a social life. I don't know how the hell that happened. What went on? Monday was something ... or nothing. I think it was just quiet. I don't remember now. Tuesday I got together with Mark for his going-away dinner, whereby we ate leftover steak (delicious, btw!), watched Clerks the cartoon, and chatted and acted stupid. Odd tensions and feelings and questions and uncertainties and so on abound in my little head. I was horribly molested that evening, with having my neck and face licked and so on. Ick. And regardless of what he might say, I didn't start anything. I also learned that yes, I can in fact make a first move. Yay, me.
Then I bused home, managing to miss the last really useful bus by about 5 minutes (urgh!), and getting home later than planned... and feeling kinda sick during my travels. I got home to a kitten that was rather pleased to see me (and her dinner), and went to bed basically as soon as I could, barring a few minutes of phone conversation with D, who was home.
Wednesday I had multi-plans; I tagged along on a pho dinner (first one I've actually enjoyed) with Mark, Ben, Eric and Mark's friend C, then went back to my place to meet up with D... and apologize for being late. After a few hours of catching up and pestering each other, I went out for dessert with G, an Italian guy I'd met off Lavalife. As Mark said, I can't pass up those Eye-talians. I got to bed about an hour after I got home, and that took us to Thursday morning, whereby Thena was an absolute terror, and I know it's completely because I wasn't home much for two days running. That element of her behaviour is so easy to see now, and that's why I make a point of not being out late several nights running -- I hate leaving her alone so much.
Thursday night I met B for coffee, had some nice chat and so on. We wandered through Blockbuster while I tried to see if there was anything worth renting, where I also ran into Big A and we said hi a bit. While I waited for D to show up and so on, I took Thena out on her leash and harness, 'cause she enjoys it. We stayed out for almost an hour, and she explored the deck and a bit of the driveway. She got scared when the cars came by, but otherwise was fine, good and independent and so on.
After the second car left, we went back inside and I heated up a chimichanga for supper -- healthy, no? :P D came over and we decided on Strange Days, and then I kicked him out after it was over, which took some doing. It's fun having someone insist that I stay up until 1 every night and that he doesn't need to leave at midnight, despite the fact that my eyes are heavy and I've been stuffed up all week from lack of sleep. :P :)
Thena more or less behaved herself that evening, so I think getting outside with her was a good idea, and one I'll try to keep up especially as the weather gets nicer. In the morning she started waking me up earlier than usual -- I think I woke up and got back to sleep at one point, but from about 6 onwards, she had me awake to some degree or another. The licking, the occasional testing nibble... she's mean.
And then this weekend is going to be the crazy some more... OFK is having his birthday celebration today, so it's Greek food and hanging out tonight... then tomorrow is a haircut, the gym, and gaming in the evening, plus heading out to a bar where an old sorta-teacher of mine is performing, if I can. Sunday is the usual circuit of work and so on... urgh. It will be crazy.
I also need to wash my dishes and ideally get some laundry done at some point, not to mention tidy up all the mail that Thena has seen fit to move about. I need to get my bills and so on sorted and put away -- that's basically all that's around. Argh. I want to move out. :P
Ah well. Hopefully at some point I'll get some time to sit and do some thinking and/or writing. I've been remiss in a lot of my fun habits lately, but it's 'cause it's hard to do many of them with Thena about... not to mention that some days after spending 8 hours in front of the computer trying to amuse myself, I don't necessarily want to go home and do the same. But writing will help me sort out my brain, which isn't such a bad thing in the end.
2004/04/30
2004/04/29
And because I apparently no longer believe in original content, have some bash.org quotes:
(daMehTognoM) Why does Sea World have a seafood restaurant? I'm halfway through my fishburger and I realize that I could be eating a slow learner.
-!- WetWired has joined #linux
<(WetWired) Wow, how... boring.
-!- WetWired has left #linux []
(@supruzr) he's gone. bust out with the clowns and the drugs and the hookers.
(Toasted) and I just found an unopened box of nerds under my bed while cleaning out my dormroom
(Toasted) I don't know whether to be horrified or ecstatic
(mahnchowder) eat them. report back if you suffer any ill effects.
(Toasted) already eating
(RaptorII) Screwing with people's minds is my ultimate pasttime however.
(Supe) Or is it?!
(Wraith) What IP addressing scheme should we use for the new lab?
(Rance) 10.10.220 plus the number...
(MillitePress) Yeah, it's about masturbation and stuff. Weird book.
(jamessheen) whats masturbation
(MillitePress) ...
(Kail) ...
(Nikul) ...
(MillitePress) It's a touchy subject
(ToastyGhost) Yo.
* Brentai joyously rapes ToastyGhost.
* ToastyGhost enjoys it also.
(Defcon) Toasty you fuck.
(ToastyGhost) No, Brentai did. I just stood there.
(Wodan) hi wich langage do u spieak?
(moonsee) heh
(moonsee) apparently not yours
(Mr_Evets) I wonder what would happen if I were to eat some Brine Shrimp
(Mr_Evets) I wonder if they'd mix with the semen in my stomach and create a seaciety
(Sabrejack) yes. they would.
(Mr_Evets) Would they build statues of me and worship me?
(Mr_Evets) Then the other half build statues of something else, worship it
(Mr_Evets) and start suicide bombing each other??
(Sabrejack) quite likely.
(Mr_Evets) Excellent
(Mr_Evets) Because I already ate the brine shimp
*** User Jezus has logged off the chat for idle time (13293 seconds).
(PlanetBob) Wow.. we've been visited by Jezus.. the new..and HIP jesus..
(BonzoBoy) An honorary degree is like a nerf dildo.
(ramoth4) nerf dildos can be fun....sort of
(Equinas) i use a nerf whip
(Equinas) it's part of the Bondage for Beginners set
(Thom) How can a guy be offended by male nudity?
(Thom) Did you have trouble showering?
(Thom) OH FUCK OH FUCK ITS A PENIS
(daMehTognoM) Why does Sea World have a seafood restaurant? I'm halfway through my fishburger and I realize that I could be eating a slow learner.
-!- WetWired has joined #linux
<(WetWired) Wow, how... boring.
-!- WetWired has left #linux []
(@supruzr) he's gone. bust out with the clowns and the drugs and the hookers.
(Toasted) and I just found an unopened box of nerds under my bed while cleaning out my dormroom
(Toasted) I don't know whether to be horrified or ecstatic
(mahnchowder) eat them. report back if you suffer any ill effects.
(Toasted) already eating
(RaptorII) Screwing with people's minds is my ultimate pasttime however.
(Supe) Or is it?!
(Wraith) What IP addressing scheme should we use for the new lab?
(Rance) 10.10.220 plus the number...
(MillitePress) Yeah, it's about masturbation and stuff. Weird book.
(jamessheen) whats masturbation
(MillitePress) ...
(Kail) ...
(Nikul) ...
(MillitePress) It's a touchy subject
(ToastyGhost) Yo.
* Brentai joyously rapes ToastyGhost.
* ToastyGhost enjoys it also.
(Defcon) Toasty you fuck.
(ToastyGhost) No, Brentai did. I just stood there.
(Wodan) hi wich langage do u spieak?
(moonsee) heh
(moonsee) apparently not yours
(Mr_Evets) I wonder what would happen if I were to eat some Brine Shrimp
(Mr_Evets) I wonder if they'd mix with the semen in my stomach and create a seaciety
(Sabrejack) yes. they would.
(Mr_Evets) Would they build statues of me and worship me?
(Mr_Evets) Then the other half build statues of something else, worship it
(Mr_Evets) and start suicide bombing each other??
(Sabrejack) quite likely.
(Mr_Evets) Excellent
(Mr_Evets) Because I already ate the brine shimp
*** User Jezus has logged off the chat for idle time (13293 seconds).
(PlanetBob) Wow.. we've been visited by Jezus.. the new..and HIP jesus..
(BonzoBoy) An honorary degree is like a nerf dildo.
(ramoth4) nerf dildos can be fun....sort of
(Equinas) i use a nerf whip
(Equinas) it's part of the Bondage for Beginners set
(Thom) How can a guy be offended by male nudity?
(Thom) Did you have trouble showering?
(Thom) OH FUCK OH FUCK ITS A PENIS
Ah, Dear Abby, how your readers can be so... Well, you guys decide:
DEAR ABBY: I am a teen-age girl, and I'd like to offer some advice to other teens before they decide to have sex. Besides the possibility of getting pregnant or a sexually transmitted disease (STD), here are three reasons to remain a virgin:
1. When you get married, you want to be faithful to your spouse, right? Well, if you have sex now, you are already cheating on your future spouse.
2. Even though there are different kinds of contraceptives to choose from, none of them can protect your emotions. When you have sex, you become emotionally entangled with the other person. That's why it hurts so much if you break up. Sex should be part of a lifelong commitment.
3. Sex doesn't mean love. If your date doesn't respect your wishes not to have sex, he or she doesn't love you.
Abby, please print this. I'm so sick of my friends and classmates getting hurt by having sex. -- EAST COAST TEEN-AGER
--
Okay, so whatever. But the first point -- you're already being unfaithful to your future spouse?! Uhh.... what?! Yes, because I had sex with these boys when I was young, ten years before I met you or knew your or know I'd marry you, obviously I was cheating on your not-yet-a-reality, my love!
It's only cheating if you do it when you've agreed to be monogamous to someone, and they don't condone what you're doing. Otherwise, it's called another option. Not everyone wants to lead the same cookie-cutter uptight lifestyle.
And rather than leaving off there, I will continue my monologue/diatribe/whining about my day.
So... The weather today is supposed to be up to 23 degrees. That's nice. I decided today I would wear a dress (especially as my own clean pants are jeans and my boss was already bugging me about my wear yesterday. Not seriously, but still...). I put on a long dress with pantyhose (I hate pantyhose) and I get ready to go.
Now, because I haven't been home a lot the last two days and because my cat hates me, she decided that every time I walked past her, stopped moving, or was in her eyesight, it was time to climb me. If she wasn't climbing me, she was attacking me and/or biting me. My kitten loves me, right? Hah.
She was climbing me a fair bit yesterday, too, and I know I need to trim her nails, but of course she's too wound up and full of aggression to allow me to do it, so I have to wait until some other time when she calms down and I can get to her. Which, at the rate we're going, looks like it'll be after one of us is dead. My money's on me.
Then, while I was waiting for the bus, one that I would have liked to take (it would've meant no transferring) drove off without coming to the stop (it was part of a lineup). That was annoying.
I could've gotten out the door much earlier if Thena hadn't slowed me down by attacking me every five steps. Urgh. I just really wish she would just calm down or stop biting me or something. Maybe she'll slow down after she's spayed, but somehow I doubt it. Maybe she got the mean, angry ovaries. :P
And on another Dear Abby note, I present the following for your severe mocking:
DEAR ABBY: What do you do when your daughter tells you she has turned into a lesbian?
My husband and I raised her properly. She was married, but things changed. We are respectable people who try to be loving and kind.
Abby, will our daughter ever "turn around" and realize her biological clock is ticking? Will we ever see grandchildren? -- A MOTHER WHO CARES A LOT
--
But props to Abby for her reply. It reminds me of that quote I read on bash.org: Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, as straight parents only ever raise straight children.
Okay, so I've stalled for now. I'm going to go sit outside and read and enjoy my sandwiches. Yummy sandwiches for lunch. :)
DEAR ABBY: I am a teen-age girl, and I'd like to offer some advice to other teens before they decide to have sex. Besides the possibility of getting pregnant or a sexually transmitted disease (STD), here are three reasons to remain a virgin:
1. When you get married, you want to be faithful to your spouse, right? Well, if you have sex now, you are already cheating on your future spouse.
2. Even though there are different kinds of contraceptives to choose from, none of them can protect your emotions. When you have sex, you become emotionally entangled with the other person. That's why it hurts so much if you break up. Sex should be part of a lifelong commitment.
3. Sex doesn't mean love. If your date doesn't respect your wishes not to have sex, he or she doesn't love you.
Abby, please print this. I'm so sick of my friends and classmates getting hurt by having sex. -- EAST COAST TEEN-AGER
--
Okay, so whatever. But the first point -- you're already being unfaithful to your future spouse?! Uhh.... what?! Yes, because I had sex with these boys when I was young, ten years before I met you or knew your or know I'd marry you, obviously I was cheating on your not-yet-a-reality, my love!
It's only cheating if you do it when you've agreed to be monogamous to someone, and they don't condone what you're doing. Otherwise, it's called another option. Not everyone wants to lead the same cookie-cutter uptight lifestyle.
And rather than leaving off there, I will continue my monologue/diatribe/whining about my day.
So... The weather today is supposed to be up to 23 degrees. That's nice. I decided today I would wear a dress (especially as my own clean pants are jeans and my boss was already bugging me about my wear yesterday. Not seriously, but still...). I put on a long dress with pantyhose (I hate pantyhose) and I get ready to go.
Now, because I haven't been home a lot the last two days and because my cat hates me, she decided that every time I walked past her, stopped moving, or was in her eyesight, it was time to climb me. If she wasn't climbing me, she was attacking me and/or biting me. My kitten loves me, right? Hah.
She was climbing me a fair bit yesterday, too, and I know I need to trim her nails, but of course she's too wound up and full of aggression to allow me to do it, so I have to wait until some other time when she calms down and I can get to her. Which, at the rate we're going, looks like it'll be after one of us is dead. My money's on me.
Then, while I was waiting for the bus, one that I would have liked to take (it would've meant no transferring) drove off without coming to the stop (it was part of a lineup). That was annoying.
I could've gotten out the door much earlier if Thena hadn't slowed me down by attacking me every five steps. Urgh. I just really wish she would just calm down or stop biting me or something. Maybe she'll slow down after she's spayed, but somehow I doubt it. Maybe she got the mean, angry ovaries. :P
And on another Dear Abby note, I present the following for your severe mocking:
DEAR ABBY: What do you do when your daughter tells you she has turned into a lesbian?
My husband and I raised her properly. She was married, but things changed. We are respectable people who try to be loving and kind.
Abby, will our daughter ever "turn around" and realize her biological clock is ticking? Will we ever see grandchildren? -- A MOTHER WHO CARES A LOT
--
But props to Abby for her reply. It reminds me of that quote I read on bash.org: Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, as straight parents only ever raise straight children.
Okay, so I've stalled for now. I'm going to go sit outside and read and enjoy my sandwiches. Yummy sandwiches for lunch. :)
2004/04/28
Okay, so I have a new cell phone. Yayayay! It's fully charged and works and because I am an obnoxious little shit, the ringer is currently set to the Chicken Dance.
Oh, indeed.
This may change if I find something more me (i.e., annoying, unique and cute, although only in short doses), but for now... I plan on calling myself a lot when I'm around Ben. ;)
In other good news, my other phone was found, so this means that I don't have to ask people for their phone numbers again.
I do like my new phone, though. It is small and cute and has some neat functions, and my old ghetto phone can eat it when it gets hungry.
In other news, my cat is bad and determined to drive me mental. So, nothing there has changed.
Oh, indeed.
This may change if I find something more me (i.e., annoying, unique and cute, although only in short doses), but for now... I plan on calling myself a lot when I'm around Ben. ;)
In other good news, my other phone was found, so this means that I don't have to ask people for their phone numbers again.
I do like my new phone, though. It is small and cute and has some neat functions, and my old ghetto phone can eat it when it gets hungry.
In other news, my cat is bad and determined to drive me mental. So, nothing there has changed.
2004/04/27
Oi! Read this point!
Okay, so, a new cell phone is mere hours away from being mine (that stupidity shall be detailed at a later date), which is all greatness and fun...
...however...
...because I don't have my old phone and it was my portable phone book, many numbers have been lost to the ravages of time. Or something.
So if I had your number, could you please redundantly email it to me, or phone me up and give it to me? My cell number remains unchanged, and my home number always works.
Thanks, the effort is appreciated.
Okay, so, a new cell phone is mere hours away from being mine (that stupidity shall be detailed at a later date), which is all greatness and fun...
...however...
...because I don't have my old phone and it was my portable phone book, many numbers have been lost to the ravages of time. Or something.
So if I had your number, could you please redundantly email it to me, or phone me up and give it to me? My cell number remains unchanged, and my home number always works.
Thanks, the effort is appreciated.
2004/04/26
Wow... I offended someone before lunch!
D says:
baby paste?
D says:
baby batter?
Me:
Not so much, but figures someone from lava would take it that way :)
D says:
from lava
D says:
thats what I am...a boy from lava
Me:
I know
D says:
im obviously more than that
D says:
like, you arent just a chick from lava
Me:
Cool, I've offended someone before lunch
D says:
fucking bitch takes pride in it?
...and then he logged off before I could reply.
Uhhh... wtf!?!
D says:
baby paste?
D says:
baby batter?
Me:
Not so much, but figures someone from lava would take it that way :)
D says:
from lava
D says:
thats what I am...a boy from lava
Me:
I know
D says:
im obviously more than that
D says:
like, you arent just a chick from lava
Me:
Cool, I've offended someone before lunch
D says:
fucking bitch takes pride in it?
...and then he logged off before I could reply.
Uhhh... wtf!?!
So, this weekend was a pretty decent one, but I did manage to lose my cell phone. Yay me. It should be worked out by the end of the week, but in the meantime, if you want to get a hold of me, it has to be through my home number or my work cell.
What else? Well, that's for later. For now, stupid niggly little details to look after. *grumble*
What else? Well, that's for later. For now, stupid niggly little details to look after. *grumble*
2004/04/24
Note to self: When killing off a half bottle of wine in addition to the half-Smirnoff you have already drunk, it is not necessary to finish off the Smirnoff "so it won't go to waste."
However, observe the following formulae:
Several *long*, stressful days at work + nap + copious amounts of booze (first time I typed it it had 3 o's) + good food + good conversation/evening out = much more satisfying
Add in a backrub and *maybe* an orgasm or twelve, and I'd be almost willing to work a stressful week every week. For now, I'm going to bed.
Hooray for still being tipsy! (I haven't been like this in too long). I'm fun when I'm tipsy. Too bad all of you are off having your own fun and missing out. This definitely beats sleeping all evening and watching DVDs with the demon beast (sorry Thena). :)
However, observe the following formulae:
Several *long*, stressful days at work + nap + copious amounts of booze (first time I typed it it had 3 o's) + good food + good conversation/evening out = much more satisfying
Add in a backrub and *maybe* an orgasm or twelve, and I'd be almost willing to work a stressful week every week. For now, I'm going to bed.
Hooray for still being tipsy! (I haven't been like this in too long). I'm fun when I'm tipsy. Too bad all of you are off having your own fun and missing out. This definitely beats sleeping all evening and watching DVDs with the demon beast (sorry Thena). :)
2004/04/23
I love being complimented! :)
Him:
haha...you are nuts
Me: pencil + my brain = contentment [job hate] says:
:$
Him:
thats not a bad thing!!!
Me:
I never thought it was :)
Him:
not at all..nuts is picking your ears and then eating it!! Dont laugh I saw a guy on a bus doing just that
Me:
Oh, *gross!* I have *never* heard of anyone doing that
Me:
And I ride the major bus routes
Him:
well I thought that guy was nuts...if we are using that as a measuring stick,...you are very very sane
Him:
all things being relative...
Me:
Wow, does that feel like a back-handed compliment! :)
Me:
"Compared to someone picking their *ear* and eating it... you're not crazy."
Him:
hmm.....only as I can....lol...hahah..I am sorry..perhaps i have stuck not one but both my feet in my mouth
Me:
*grin* Don't worry, I appreciate it. I think. :)
Him:
haha...you are nuts
Me: pencil + my brain = contentment [job hate] says:
:$
Him:
thats not a bad thing!!!
Me:
I never thought it was :)
Him:
not at all..nuts is picking your ears and then eating it!! Dont laugh I saw a guy on a bus doing just that
Me:
Oh, *gross!* I have *never* heard of anyone doing that
Me:
And I ride the major bus routes
Him:
well I thought that guy was nuts...if we are using that as a measuring stick,...you are very very sane
Him:
all things being relative...
Me:
Wow, does that feel like a back-handed compliment! :)
Me:
"Compared to someone picking their *ear* and eating it... you're not crazy."
Him:
hmm.....only as I can....lol...hahah..I am sorry..perhaps i have stuck not one but both my feet in my mouth
Me:
*grin* Don't worry, I appreciate it. I think. :)
2004/04/22
2004/04/21
2004/04/20
Okay, so I need to listen to more classical music, it’s been decided. Why? ‘Cause when I listen to classical music, I want to write. Stupid Pavlovian training.
Anyhow, what’s new and exciting? Well, I spent a bunch of money at Price Club with Dad last night. I went there to buy tampons and left with a blender, among other things. I am the master of the impulse purchase, or what? I want to start having smoothies, and they’re healthy and they give me an excuse to buy and eat lots of fruits once they start arriving locally and so on... and yeah. Blender. Whoo!
I also watched Angel last night – the excuse for going over to the house, really. Kind of a dissatisfying episode, in a sense. The writers for Angel are big on the accusatory things (this even drops into Buffy sometimes), and the whole, “You feel bad. Good. You should. I’ll now say some more things to make you feel worse.” *shudder* Not so good. At the same time, it was awesome that they brought in the running-gag with the shrimp world, especially since I’d been talking to my dad about that not five minutes sooner.
I listened to the Once More with Feeling soundtrack on my way to work today, and it made me crave Spike more. Shut up, stop rolling your eyes – I never went through this phase as a teenager, so I’m just a late bloomer with a better idea of what I’m talking about. Crazy, mad, dirty, wrong sex with James Marsters. It’s a goal of mine.
Anyhow, I watched Angel, Dad took me home, and Thena was being her usual beastly self. There’s not much new with her... aside from she’s weird. Yesterday morning, I stripped down for my shower, and I was bent over adjusting the temperature of the water or something when she leapt up onto my back. Now, I was ready to get in the shower, so I warned her of this and straightened up as best as I could before getting in.
Now, typically she sits on the toilet or the back of the toilet to watch me shower, or she’ll get on the edge of the tub between the curtains (if she can make it in, otherwise she just winds up pushing the outer curtain into the tub) and hangs out until I’m out of the shower. When she was younger, she’d get in the tub after I was done or just lick my toes when I stepped out of the tub (now that my heat’s out, I don’t hurry out of the warmth).
But not this time. This time, I got in the shower, moving slowly, anticipating that any second I’d wind up in a world of pain as the kitten dove from my shoulder. She isn’t too keen on the whole water thing, as early baths had proven – she tends to cry pathetically and try to get out of my grasp, pretty standard for cats of all ages. Admittedly she’s slipped into the tub a few times when her leap failed her, but she’s always been protected by the curtain.
Anyhow... slowly walking closer and closer to the water (which doesn’t take long, given that my tub isn’t the largest in the world), and I have a few pounds of furry cat perched on my shoulder, and she’s not moving. I actually walked face-first into the spray and got my hair fairly wet, and of course the cat in the process, before she decided to take off. Even that she didn’t do in a manner painful to me – I could tell by her body language that she was ready to go, so I moved over and bent down close to the edge of the tub and she took off.
At some point she moved to her usual perch on the back of the toilet and washed while I finished my shower. I tried to help her out a bit by drying her off with a hand towel, but she wasn’t too interested (few cats like to be towelled off in my experience). She wasn’t pissed at me, she didn’t seem too concerned about being vaguely soggy in the 15-degree apartment – it was almost like it was a new experience she wanted to try, see why I did it so often and with such regularity. :)
So that was yesterday’s entertainment. Work was pretty dull; there was a major to-do going on, so no one was around (and there’s not been a lot going on anyhow). Today has also been fairly quiet... with any luck I won’t have to stay here until 5 or 6 tonight, but that depends on people getting things done for me. *grumble* Sometimes relying on other people really sucks; this is what years of groupwork have taught me, and the work place just reinforces that.
However, I got my books in the mail today, so I can start planning my trip (or at least doing some research ahead of time) as well as plan my sexual odyssey, as I told Shawn. Ironically enough, I may also be going celibate in the future, so my sexual odyssey may be somewhat stunted. Or it may just consist of my learning all kinds of new and creative ways to get myself off. Who knows?! It’s an adventure. Lesbianism is also a possibility. I, of course, will keep you posted – but without pictures or video, so don’t even think about asking. Yeesh.
Last night I was in a fairly cranky mood, and it didn’t help that various lavalife guys were only concerned with my physical attributes: “Do you have a big butt?” “What are your boobs like?” and so on. I’ve also gotten the “What’s your best physical attribute?” I say eyes. He asks for second best, I say hair. He asks for third best... I know he’s just going to keep going until I say something he wants to actually talk about. *rolls eyes* Frankly, I’ve grown tired of it, and I’m at the point now where I turn the question around on them – “How big’s your dick?” Not that I actually want to know, I’m just tired of being reduced to my body parts.
Hell, I could say that I have perfect tits, a tight stomach, a perky ass, showgirl legs, and it could be true (hahahahha), but if we meet in person and you don’t like the way mine are – if they’re not up to your “exacting” standards, then it doesn’t matter. Not that I’m going to be meeting up with someone who just wants me for my body (or how he hopes it looks), but whatever.
I also had an exchange recently with a guy who wanted to pimp me out (I’ll post that one soon), and with another guy whose opening line was, “Hi, can I see your bs?” I open up his profile (which I do with everyone that messages/emails/sends me a smile), and I shit you not, his profile specifically says, “I don’t respond to people who ask for my backstage within the first line or two” blah blah blah. So I call him on it, quoting his profile back at him – I’m not there to win friends and influence people – and he’s all like, “Well, you don’t live close by, I didn’t think it mattered.” Christ.
Now I want to go on lavalife and be rude to the idiots. There are two guys that I can think of that message me every time they’re online, and one of them I’ve never spoken to. Ever. The other guy, every time he’s on, “Hey, wanna chat?” Dude. If it’s been a few times, a few weeks, and I haven’t replied – drop it. Seriously. Same deal with the guy who keeps asking for my backstage and I keep ignoring him. Urgh.
So yeah, grumpy mood yesterday. Ah well... for every five irritating guys, I talk to a good one (or at least a non-gross one), and that kinda balances out.
What else did I want to write about? Well, over the Easter weekend, my mom fell down the stairs (just one stair at the end – she missed the final step) and sprained her ankle pretty badly, so I had to drive her out to a hair appointment on Wednesday in this backwoods region. In order to amuse myself, I drove up and down the main drag, which didn’t turn up much in terms of entertainments... but I did find a llama farm, so it was kinda cool. I sat for awhile and did some writing, ate dinner at a little café, and otherwise felt bored and sleepy. At least the weather was nice.
Other than that, it’s been a fairly quiet time for me. I’ve watched a decent number of movies recently – the Disney Hercules (which had a great deal of potential, but it just didn’t quite pan out, particularly the music, although “I can go the distance” is nice), which I hadn’t seen since its theatrical release; Mambo Italiano, which was pretty good, and it was nice to see his family come to grips with things and defend him; American Splendour; umm... a whole bunch of others. Not all of them are new to me.
The furnace in my apartment has died again – awhile ago, as my ever-so-explanatory post, “My apartment is cold” has so informed you all. My landlord’s help? “You still have that space heater I brought you?” Urgh. So useless. Have I also mentioned that he cashed my March rent cheque at the end of March (instead of on the 1st, when it’s oh, I don’t know, due?!), thereby causing it to bounce (okay, also my fault) and I hate him more? Twice now, he’s cashed two months’ worth of rent at the same time... it’s like he only does it when he needs the money or something. Aargh. I want to have moved months ago at this point. :P
Okay, now I’m going. More later, probably.
Anyhow, what’s new and exciting? Well, I spent a bunch of money at Price Club with Dad last night. I went there to buy tampons and left with a blender, among other things. I am the master of the impulse purchase, or what? I want to start having smoothies, and they’re healthy and they give me an excuse to buy and eat lots of fruits once they start arriving locally and so on... and yeah. Blender. Whoo!
I also watched Angel last night – the excuse for going over to the house, really. Kind of a dissatisfying episode, in a sense. The writers for Angel are big on the accusatory things (this even drops into Buffy sometimes), and the whole, “You feel bad. Good. You should. I’ll now say some more things to make you feel worse.” *shudder* Not so good. At the same time, it was awesome that they brought in the running-gag with the shrimp world, especially since I’d been talking to my dad about that not five minutes sooner.
I listened to the Once More with Feeling soundtrack on my way to work today, and it made me crave Spike more. Shut up, stop rolling your eyes – I never went through this phase as a teenager, so I’m just a late bloomer with a better idea of what I’m talking about. Crazy, mad, dirty, wrong sex with James Marsters. It’s a goal of mine.
Anyhow, I watched Angel, Dad took me home, and Thena was being her usual beastly self. There’s not much new with her... aside from she’s weird. Yesterday morning, I stripped down for my shower, and I was bent over adjusting the temperature of the water or something when she leapt up onto my back. Now, I was ready to get in the shower, so I warned her of this and straightened up as best as I could before getting in.
Now, typically she sits on the toilet or the back of the toilet to watch me shower, or she’ll get on the edge of the tub between the curtains (if she can make it in, otherwise she just winds up pushing the outer curtain into the tub) and hangs out until I’m out of the shower. When she was younger, she’d get in the tub after I was done or just lick my toes when I stepped out of the tub (now that my heat’s out, I don’t hurry out of the warmth).
But not this time. This time, I got in the shower, moving slowly, anticipating that any second I’d wind up in a world of pain as the kitten dove from my shoulder. She isn’t too keen on the whole water thing, as early baths had proven – she tends to cry pathetically and try to get out of my grasp, pretty standard for cats of all ages. Admittedly she’s slipped into the tub a few times when her leap failed her, but she’s always been protected by the curtain.
Anyhow... slowly walking closer and closer to the water (which doesn’t take long, given that my tub isn’t the largest in the world), and I have a few pounds of furry cat perched on my shoulder, and she’s not moving. I actually walked face-first into the spray and got my hair fairly wet, and of course the cat in the process, before she decided to take off. Even that she didn’t do in a manner painful to me – I could tell by her body language that she was ready to go, so I moved over and bent down close to the edge of the tub and she took off.
At some point she moved to her usual perch on the back of the toilet and washed while I finished my shower. I tried to help her out a bit by drying her off with a hand towel, but she wasn’t too interested (few cats like to be towelled off in my experience). She wasn’t pissed at me, she didn’t seem too concerned about being vaguely soggy in the 15-degree apartment – it was almost like it was a new experience she wanted to try, see why I did it so often and with such regularity. :)
So that was yesterday’s entertainment. Work was pretty dull; there was a major to-do going on, so no one was around (and there’s not been a lot going on anyhow). Today has also been fairly quiet... with any luck I won’t have to stay here until 5 or 6 tonight, but that depends on people getting things done for me. *grumble* Sometimes relying on other people really sucks; this is what years of groupwork have taught me, and the work place just reinforces that.
However, I got my books in the mail today, so I can start planning my trip (or at least doing some research ahead of time) as well as plan my sexual odyssey, as I told Shawn. Ironically enough, I may also be going celibate in the future, so my sexual odyssey may be somewhat stunted. Or it may just consist of my learning all kinds of new and creative ways to get myself off. Who knows?! It’s an adventure. Lesbianism is also a possibility. I, of course, will keep you posted – but without pictures or video, so don’t even think about asking. Yeesh.
Last night I was in a fairly cranky mood, and it didn’t help that various lavalife guys were only concerned with my physical attributes: “Do you have a big butt?” “What are your boobs like?” and so on. I’ve also gotten the “What’s your best physical attribute?” I say eyes. He asks for second best, I say hair. He asks for third best... I know he’s just going to keep going until I say something he wants to actually talk about. *rolls eyes* Frankly, I’ve grown tired of it, and I’m at the point now where I turn the question around on them – “How big’s your dick?” Not that I actually want to know, I’m just tired of being reduced to my body parts.
Hell, I could say that I have perfect tits, a tight stomach, a perky ass, showgirl legs, and it could be true (hahahahha), but if we meet in person and you don’t like the way mine are – if they’re not up to your “exacting” standards, then it doesn’t matter. Not that I’m going to be meeting up with someone who just wants me for my body (or how he hopes it looks), but whatever.
I also had an exchange recently with a guy who wanted to pimp me out (I’ll post that one soon), and with another guy whose opening line was, “Hi, can I see your bs?” I open up his profile (which I do with everyone that messages/emails/sends me a smile), and I shit you not, his profile specifically says, “I don’t respond to people who ask for my backstage within the first line or two” blah blah blah. So I call him on it, quoting his profile back at him – I’m not there to win friends and influence people – and he’s all like, “Well, you don’t live close by, I didn’t think it mattered.” Christ.
Now I want to go on lavalife and be rude to the idiots. There are two guys that I can think of that message me every time they’re online, and one of them I’ve never spoken to. Ever. The other guy, every time he’s on, “Hey, wanna chat?” Dude. If it’s been a few times, a few weeks, and I haven’t replied – drop it. Seriously. Same deal with the guy who keeps asking for my backstage and I keep ignoring him. Urgh.
So yeah, grumpy mood yesterday. Ah well... for every five irritating guys, I talk to a good one (or at least a non-gross one), and that kinda balances out.
What else did I want to write about? Well, over the Easter weekend, my mom fell down the stairs (just one stair at the end – she missed the final step) and sprained her ankle pretty badly, so I had to drive her out to a hair appointment on Wednesday in this backwoods region. In order to amuse myself, I drove up and down the main drag, which didn’t turn up much in terms of entertainments... but I did find a llama farm, so it was kinda cool. I sat for awhile and did some writing, ate dinner at a little café, and otherwise felt bored and sleepy. At least the weather was nice.
Other than that, it’s been a fairly quiet time for me. I’ve watched a decent number of movies recently – the Disney Hercules (which had a great deal of potential, but it just didn’t quite pan out, particularly the music, although “I can go the distance” is nice), which I hadn’t seen since its theatrical release; Mambo Italiano, which was pretty good, and it was nice to see his family come to grips with things and defend him; American Splendour; umm... a whole bunch of others. Not all of them are new to me.
The furnace in my apartment has died again – awhile ago, as my ever-so-explanatory post, “My apartment is cold” has so informed you all. My landlord’s help? “You still have that space heater I brought you?” Urgh. So useless. Have I also mentioned that he cashed my March rent cheque at the end of March (instead of on the 1st, when it’s oh, I don’t know, due?!), thereby causing it to bounce (okay, also my fault) and I hate him more? Twice now, he’s cashed two months’ worth of rent at the same time... it’s like he only does it when he needs the money or something. Aargh. I want to have moved months ago at this point. :P
Okay, now I’m going. More later, probably.
2004/04/19
Eesh. I'm retarded, and I'm going to get hurt, and I know this, and yet, part of me can't really bring myself to care.
Am I infatuated with the idea, or the reality? Who knows? Urgh. If only...
And yet, other parts of my brain keep sparking and throwing new things at me, and then I feel slightly tingly and confused and more stupid and more confused and it's all weird and so on.
I want it to be later, when my trip is happening. I want there to be richness and money and happy and good...
I need to do a proper update, I know. Later, though. For now, I am feeling the slightly giddy and fully retarded.
Am I infatuated with the idea, or the reality? Who knows? Urgh. If only...
And yet, other parts of my brain keep sparking and throwing new things at me, and then I feel slightly tingly and confused and more stupid and more confused and it's all weird and so on.
I want it to be later, when my trip is happening. I want there to be richness and money and happy and good...
I need to do a proper update, I know. Later, though. For now, I am feeling the slightly giddy and fully retarded.
2004/04/17
2004/04/15
(Toad) I remember my brother's 21st. It was in a university hall and all I remember was eating a lot of asparagus.
(Toad) And speeches about people with briefcases.
(Chris_A) Toad, I think that was possibly a board meeting.
(Toad) It might've been!
(Chris_A) Did you come out with a slice of cake, or documents detailing the fiscal productivity of the 1998 year-end?
(Toad) This joke is now stale.
(NapkinEater) like the cake
(Chris_A) Like the c-- bugger.
(NuttO) Was the cake stale-- FUCK.
(Chris_A) There are no original quips left in this universe, we must recolonise immediately.
(Tim3WorX) somtimes
(Tim3WorX) when i'm naked
(Tim3WorX) and alone
(j4yj0hn) dont finish that sentence
(@i386) NEXT Year, me, skool. pointelss educational films. susicide
(BenZor) Dude
(BenZor) if you spell like that, it isnt pointless.
(timmo) i wonder if gay people are ever like
(timmo) "oh man that is so straight"
(timmo) or
(timmo) "youre so heterosexual"
(Livewire0) "Quit being such a hetero!"
(Livewire0) with the limp wrst flick, of course
This one is so very very very true:
(Tomalak) Trouble is www.bash.org is like porn - you can waste hours.
(Tomalak) There isn't even the finality of an orgasm to tell you when to stop.
I think I've posted this one, but it still amuses me:
(Crappy) tbe
(Crappy) er
(Crappy) the internet is cool
(Crappy) my triumphant statement somewhat dampened by my inability to type "the"
(Lazzay) I'm 14 ^_^
(nem-x) Yes, Lazzay is FOURTEEN, artt..
* Arttemis kills nem
(Arttemis) I can look at the menu, I just can't order, bitch.
(D) You can't even look at the menu.
(Arttemis) Sure I can.
(Arttemis) As long as no one sees me.
(D) You've got to stand outside the restaurant and smoke a cigarette.
(D) Otherwise you'll be arrested for loitering in a school zone.
(Arttemis) stop abusing my metaphor. It's fragile.
* Inferno has joined #Depressed
(Inferno) fuck i hate thos faggots, all walkin down the street together
(Inferno) and holdin hands an shit
(Inferno) its fucken sick
(Inferno) fuck what i wouldnt give for some head right now
(Inferno) i wonder if my flatmate will oblige :)
(nerfBoy) is she hot?
(Inferno) he and yeah he is alright
(Iverson) WTF?! i thought you were homophobic
(Inferno) whats that?
(Iverson) you hate gays..
(Inferno) yeah i do..
(Iverson) you want ur MALE flatmate to give you head..
(Inferno) yeah and? fags only do anal..
(Iverson) im not touching your issues with a 40 foot pole.
(Bruns) I got used to people calling me 'Miss' or 'Maam' on the phone when doing support
(Bruns) then they apologize like crazy after I tell them my name
(Bruns) "Oh, I'm sorry sir. Its just that..."
(Bruns) "...That I sound like a girl. I know. Thanks for reminding me."
* God (lordalmighty@4061ecdd.yphigh01.heaven.5aa6454b.net.hmsk) has joined #ssboards
* God was kicked by Satan (Satan)
(Satan) No.
(Toad) And speeches about people with briefcases.
(Chris_A) Toad, I think that was possibly a board meeting.
(Toad) It might've been!
(Chris_A) Did you come out with a slice of cake, or documents detailing the fiscal productivity of the 1998 year-end?
(Toad) This joke is now stale.
(NapkinEater) like the cake
(Chris_A) Like the c-- bugger.
(NuttO) Was the cake stale-- FUCK.
(Chris_A) There are no original quips left in this universe, we must recolonise immediately.
(Tim3WorX) somtimes
(Tim3WorX) when i'm naked
(Tim3WorX) and alone
(j4yj0hn) dont finish that sentence
(@i386) NEXT Year, me, skool. pointelss educational films. susicide
(BenZor) Dude
(BenZor) if you spell like that, it isnt pointless.
(timmo) i wonder if gay people are ever like
(timmo) "oh man that is so straight"
(timmo) or
(timmo) "youre so heterosexual"
(Livewire0) "Quit being such a hetero!"
(Livewire0) with the limp wrst flick, of course
This one is so very very very true:
(Tomalak) Trouble is www.bash.org is like porn - you can waste hours.
(Tomalak) There isn't even the finality of an orgasm to tell you when to stop.
I think I've posted this one, but it still amuses me:
(Crappy) tbe
(Crappy) er
(Crappy) the internet is cool
(Crappy) my triumphant statement somewhat dampened by my inability to type "the"
(Lazzay) I'm 14 ^_^
(nem-x) Yes, Lazzay is FOURTEEN, artt..
* Arttemis kills nem
(Arttemis) I can look at the menu, I just can't order, bitch.
(D) You can't even look at the menu.
(Arttemis) Sure I can.
(Arttemis) As long as no one sees me.
(D) You've got to stand outside the restaurant and smoke a cigarette.
(D) Otherwise you'll be arrested for loitering in a school zone.
(Arttemis) stop abusing my metaphor. It's fragile.
* Inferno has joined #Depressed
(Inferno) fuck i hate thos faggots, all walkin down the street together
(Inferno) and holdin hands an shit
(Inferno) its fucken sick
(Inferno) fuck what i wouldnt give for some head right now
(Inferno) i wonder if my flatmate will oblige :)
(nerfBoy) is she hot?
(Inferno) he and yeah he is alright
(Iverson) WTF?! i thought you were homophobic
(Inferno) whats that?
(Iverson) you hate gays..
(Inferno) yeah i do..
(Iverson) you want ur MALE flatmate to give you head..
(Inferno) yeah and? fags only do anal..
(Iverson) im not touching your issues with a 40 foot pole.
(Bruns) I got used to people calling me 'Miss' or 'Maam' on the phone when doing support
(Bruns) then they apologize like crazy after I tell them my name
(Bruns) "Oh, I'm sorry sir. Its just that..."
(Bruns) "...That I sound like a girl. I know. Thanks for reminding me."
* God (lordalmighty@4061ecdd.yphigh01.heaven.5aa6454b.net.hmsk) has joined #ssboards
* God was kicked by Satan (Satan)
(Satan) No.
Work? Pah!
01. How many sexual partners have you had?
02. How old are you? 23
03. What is the age of the youngest sexual partner? 18 at the time
04. What about the oldest? 30 at the time
05. Favorite sex food? None
06. Best place you have done it? Gah... most entertaining? Various parks, behind an art gallery, his kitchen table (not so fun after awhile)
07. Favorite position? Puppy-style
08. Worst sex you have ever had? There have been too many... but being stirred rather than fucked was rather irritating
09. Best sex? First time he returned from reading week, or standing up in the basement leaning on the couch, biting my arm (then the blanket) to keep quiet
10. One thing sexually you would not do ever? Children, scat play, water sports, animals
11. Girl/guy with the smallest breasts/penis: *snicker*
12. Biggest breasts/penis? *dopey grin*
13. Favorite celeb breasts/package: No idea
14. Favorite porn star? None come to mind
15. Your bra/penis size? 36 B, typically
16. Spit or swallow? Swallow, usually
17. Ideal breast/penis size? About 7 inches long, thick enough that my hand just fits around
18. How many people have you gone down on?
19. Best sexual feature? Probably my boobs
20. Are you in a relationship? Don’t think so
21. How many times do you have sex per week? Depends on my situation
22. Do you like hairy girls/guys? Kinda
23. Ever had unprotected sex? Yes
24. Ever had sex with a stranger? No
25. Like the idea of casual sex? In theory
26. Ever kissed a member of the same sex, and if yes how many? Yep, and two or three
27. Ever had sex with someone of the same sex? Yep
28. What sexual favor do you like doing the most? Kissing someone’s ears/neck, going down on them
29. How about receiving? Having my neck kissed/bit, nipples played with, oral sex/fingering, getting well fucked... okay, most of it
30. Have you ever gotten drunk and ended up getting frisky with someone? For sure, but only with guys I was already dating
31. If so, who was it and what did you do? Bah, it’s happened with a few different people, and anything from just making out to sex
32. What was your shortest sexual session? 2 minutes (“I just used you for an orgasm”)
33. Longest session? Gah... a few hours? Single session? Two hours? No clue.
34. Place you want to have sex? In a tent, on a washing machine, in one of my workplaces, more outdoor locations...
35. Something stupid people do during foreplay? Stroke the same area for extended periods of time, try to hard to do something with my ears, pinch my nipples without asking if I like it
36. First female celebrity you would have sex with? Angelina Jolie
37. First male celebrity you would have sex with? Altogether now – James Marsters! That man looks like he knows dirty, dirty things... yumm...
(38-39?)
40. Ever threw up after going down? Nope
41. Lost your gag reflex? Nope
43. Do you regret anyone? Kinda
(44?)
45. Longest relationship? Three years
46. Ever dumped someone? Yes
47. Feel bad about it? Yes
48. Ever been dumped? Oh, indeed
49. Had sex while you/she was on the rag? Yep
50. Flashed your naughty bits? Just my bum
51. Flashed for money/gifts? Nope
52. Used whips during sex? Nope
53. Best sex song? Lick, by Joi? Anything with the right beat that I can half-tune out...
54. How many people have given you oral sex?
55. How many people have touched your naughty bits?
56. Favorite brand of condom? I don’t have a favourite, but I hate Trojans
57. Ever done 69, and if so with how many different people? Yep
58. Ever faked an orgasm? Nope
59. Ever had an orgasm during sex? Hehehe.... oh yeah... usually more than one
60. How many people have given you an orgasm? From manual, 3; from oral, 2; from sex, 3
61. Taken nude/sexual photos of yourself? Nope
62. Ever had a fuck buddy? Kinda
63. Ever had a threesome or an orgy? Yep
64. How many sexual partners have your sexual partners had? Yeeesh... hell if I know
65. What have you done with someone of the opposite sex? Ooh, what haven’t I done?
66. Have you ever had sex while high or drunk? Yep
67. Worst thing that has happened to you regarding sex? Getting dumped right after it, getting UTIs, various other problems, some of you know about
68. Ever had an STD? Nope
01. How many sexual partners have you had?
02. How old are you? 23
03. What is the age of the youngest sexual partner? 18 at the time
04. What about the oldest? 30 at the time
05. Favorite sex food? None
06. Best place you have done it? Gah... most entertaining? Various parks, behind an art gallery, his kitchen table (not so fun after awhile)
07. Favorite position? Puppy-style
08. Worst sex you have ever had? There have been too many... but being stirred rather than fucked was rather irritating
09. Best sex? First time he returned from reading week, or standing up in the basement leaning on the couch, biting my arm (then the blanket) to keep quiet
10. One thing sexually you would not do ever? Children, scat play, water sports, animals
11. Girl/guy with the smallest breasts/penis: *snicker*
12. Biggest breasts/penis? *dopey grin*
13. Favorite celeb breasts/package: No idea
14. Favorite porn star? None come to mind
15. Your bra/penis size? 36 B, typically
16. Spit or swallow? Swallow, usually
17. Ideal breast/penis size? About 7 inches long, thick enough that my hand just fits around
18. How many people have you gone down on?
19. Best sexual feature? Probably my boobs
20. Are you in a relationship? Don’t think so
21. How many times do you have sex per week? Depends on my situation
22. Do you like hairy girls/guys? Kinda
23. Ever had unprotected sex? Yes
24. Ever had sex with a stranger? No
25. Like the idea of casual sex? In theory
26. Ever kissed a member of the same sex, and if yes how many? Yep, and two or three
27. Ever had sex with someone of the same sex? Yep
28. What sexual favor do you like doing the most? Kissing someone’s ears/neck, going down on them
29. How about receiving? Having my neck kissed/bit, nipples played with, oral sex/fingering, getting well fucked... okay, most of it
30. Have you ever gotten drunk and ended up getting frisky with someone? For sure, but only with guys I was already dating
31. If so, who was it and what did you do? Bah, it’s happened with a few different people, and anything from just making out to sex
32. What was your shortest sexual session? 2 minutes (“I just used you for an orgasm”)
33. Longest session? Gah... a few hours? Single session? Two hours? No clue.
34. Place you want to have sex? In a tent, on a washing machine, in one of my workplaces, more outdoor locations...
35. Something stupid people do during foreplay? Stroke the same area for extended periods of time, try to hard to do something with my ears, pinch my nipples without asking if I like it
36. First female celebrity you would have sex with? Angelina Jolie
37. First male celebrity you would have sex with? Altogether now – James Marsters! That man looks like he knows dirty, dirty things... yumm...
(38-39?)
40. Ever threw up after going down? Nope
41. Lost your gag reflex? Nope
43. Do you regret anyone? Kinda
(44?)
45. Longest relationship? Three years
46. Ever dumped someone? Yes
47. Feel bad about it? Yes
48. Ever been dumped? Oh, indeed
49. Had sex while you/she was on the rag? Yep
50. Flashed your naughty bits? Just my bum
51. Flashed for money/gifts? Nope
52. Used whips during sex? Nope
53. Best sex song? Lick, by Joi? Anything with the right beat that I can half-tune out...
54. How many people have given you oral sex?
55. How many people have touched your naughty bits?
56. Favorite brand of condom? I don’t have a favourite, but I hate Trojans
57. Ever done 69, and if so with how many different people? Yep
58. Ever faked an orgasm? Nope
59. Ever had an orgasm during sex? Hehehe.... oh yeah... usually more than one
60. How many people have given you an orgasm? From manual, 3; from oral, 2; from sex, 3
61. Taken nude/sexual photos of yourself? Nope
62. Ever had a fuck buddy? Kinda
63. Ever had a threesome or an orgy? Yep
64. How many sexual partners have your sexual partners had? Yeeesh... hell if I know
65. What have you done with someone of the opposite sex? Ooh, what haven’t I done?
66. Have you ever had sex while high or drunk? Yep
67. Worst thing that has happened to you regarding sex? Getting dumped right after it, getting UTIs, various other problems, some of you know about
68. Ever had an STD? Nope
2004/04/14
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