tear the roof off this mother

On July 8, 2003, in personal, by keifel

the housing situation seems to be coming together, there are quite a few short term apartments for rent and i’m going to see two of them tomorrow. thanks karen. short term apartment rental is considerable less than a hotel room, i’m trying to figure out the catch is.

in other positive news, i also found out what the deal was on the web server, so that should sort itself out sometime in the next twelve hours. so all told, i have to say today was productive. tomorrow i need to follow up on the car and start bringing the cash together for everything. money, what fun.

i’m going to follow my daily links and return with a wrap up. be back later.

 

a hard day’s work

On July 8, 2003, in personal, by keifel

my hair is toit, toit like a tiger. after a marathon session my hair is now neat and bouncy. like a dreadlock hair commercial. i promise never to wait seven plus months to neaten my hair. had to promise the woman that she’d see me in two months as well.

other than a bit of neck and back strain, my day has been thourougly uneventful. went, fixed my hair and came back home. got wet in the rain on the way home which was not a horrendous thing, i like the rain, it was refreshing. but it’s the odd looks from people standing at the side of the road that i don’t understand. we live in a country, with two seasons. a dry (well not so wet season) and a (wet) rainy season. we’re in the rainy season. so theoretically, rain could start falling today and rain for the next six months. people here don’t behave like that… the first sign of rain, traffic slows to a crawl, people crowd the pavement, sheltering from rain as if it’s something new and unexpected. i never understood that. compounding this is the taxi drivers that shoot you dirty looks, as if to say, couldn’t you dry off before you get into my vehicle. what the fuck? it’s raining. that’s why i’m getting in your car, so i can get home and out of the rain. morons.

i’m going to catch up on my mail. see what’s been going on all day. i’ll be back.

 

a few beers, some appetisers and good conversation and i feel halfway human again. thanks karen. [mwah].

word for the day:

Som·me·lier

A restaurant employee who orders and maintains the wines sold in the restaurant and usually has extensive knowledge about wine and food pairings.

i need to get this off my chest, i have to have some sort of outlet –

i want to lick you everywhere, i want to run my teeth along your collar bone, lick, suck, nibble on your nipples, trace your stretch marks with my tongue, slowly spread your legs and gently blow on your clit, inhaling the scent of you, before burying my tongue in your cunt. i want your wetness smeared all over my face, your hands in my hair, the muffled cries as your thighs press against my ears. strumming my tongue against your clit as i slide finger after finger until your cunt is filled with my hand.

i want you vic. i want you in every possible way.

good night.

 

consume, conform, obey

On July 7, 2003, in love, lust, longing, memes, personal, by keifel

i’m trying to focus on some work that’s been hanging about for a while. it’s getting done but not as quickly as i’d like so i’m going for a drink with karen. i figure i can go have a drink talk with her for a while and trying and work out what’s going on with me and help cheer her up as well. and i can come back home and work late. i’m going into work late in the morning anyway. i’m going to get my hair neatened, make another attempt at paying the tax on vic’s ticket.

it’s still monday so here are a couple of items that i got from the memes list [it’s linked in ‘the great beyond’ so this is the last time]:

monday memories

Who was your first “best friend”? Do you still keep in touch with them now?
kevin, no.

monday mosh
Mondays being Mondays, the premise of the Monday Mosh is designed to be simple, energizing, and quick.   Basically, each Monday, participants turn on whatever music they’re in the mood for and dance around their living room/office/bedroom/sauna/whatever. Participants then answer three short questions about their experience. Then they post the answers to the questions in their own blog, and then leave a comment here, in THIS blog, so others can go see what they moshed to this week (this is the part that’s like all those other memes).  

What song did you mosh to?
call of ktulu – metallica s&m

What did you step on or bump into?  (bonus points for breakage)
de nada

Why did you stop?
neck strain. that’s a lot of hair to be throwing around.

whoops, karen is here. more later. bye.

 

no obscure title references

On July 7, 2003, in links, personal, by keifel

My Bloginality is INTJ!!!

the incredible bulk

A six-year-old girl got more than she bargained for when she won an Incredible Hulk doll on Brighton’s Palace Pier.

more [edit, like some backward news organisations in the caribbean [sorry franka], this paper doesn`t archive, but i posted the story in it`s enterity in the junk drawer GO THERE NOW]

i’m in a very weird mood and there is no cause for it. vic is here in a few days, but i’m uneasy and restless. the trip to pay the tax on her ticket was a fiasco, sat in bwee for an indeterminable length, then my bankcard wouldn’t work and the woman was downright rude. i’m going back tomorrow, before i go to get my hair done. i need to work out whatever this is and now. i have a lot of work to do tonight and i need to focus.

blogging has been a catharsis for me, but it’s hard to vent when you’re not sure what the problem is.

 

i just lost this cry of anguish i’d written about missing vic and the fustration of know how much longer i have to wait and lost it. i was adding a post script welcoming the newest addition to the trini [even if she displace in h’inglan] contingent here at js – rentaempress and hit the wrong combination of keys. whatever.

the crux of the lost post is that i don’t want to wait anymore, i want her to be here now. i’m tired of waiting. i tired of being patient and pleasant to fucking nimord. i’m tired of the stupid question. i’m tired of people thinking that i like this situation. i’m sitting in a job, marking time, separated from my wife, trying to keep my sanity in check on a daily basis. vic is my talisman and i need a renewal of faith.

i’m going to pay the taxes on vic’s ticket, have lunch and return these dvd. maybe i’ll be able to focus and function after lunch.

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school is closed and my boss isn’t in, which means i slept that extra 30 minutes. i should get going, but i’m enjoying being out of clothes for as long as possible. is it possible to be this aroused and still have brain function?

i feel like i’m going to explode, every fibre, every nerve ending is screaming want and desire. in some wicked way my body is reminding me what i’m missing, i keep getting these hints of the smell and taste of vic. it has to be my mind, but it’s just cranking me up more and more. i want to feel her skin next to mine, i want to be lost in kissing her, i want to be worshipping at her altar… kissing… nibbling… sucking…

i’m going to go now

 

whole lotta love

On July 6, 2003, in links, by keifel

what more could i ask for? well we all know the answer to that. but i had a nice long nap, lovely dreams, got up had lunch, watched some of the movies i borrowed, only lock stock and adaptation to watch.

may take those on tomorrow in the office.

metafilter is down but daze is not so i give you a mass of sex and related links [also trying something with format of the links]:

the history & logistics of celebrity dating

…Early on, studio bosses and gossip columnists recognized the value of a great real-life love story, understanding that fans lived vicariously through their movie idols. So from the ‘20s until the studio system disintegrated in the ‘60s, the bosses — who exercised absolute authority over their actors — fabricated fake dalliances and exploited real ones for two purposes: first, to create new stars by attaching them to established ones, and second, to cover up the homosexuality or potentially tarnishing behavior of a star…

more

taking liberties with harry potter

Thousands of spinoffs of J.K. Rowling’s novels – many steamy with graphic sex – can be read on the Internet. But why is this fan fiction, often of questionable legality, allowed to flourish?

more

the harry potter innuendo list

Upon recieving The Order of the Phoenix, we couldn’t help but notice the high frequency of the phrase “Flat on his back”. Alerted by this fact, we looked a little closer and compiled a list of wonderfully out of context quotes for the amusement and edification of all. Curiously, most of them seem to involve either Fred and George or Snape.

more

some photo links

a good jumping-off point. some of the more interesting diversions include:

my illustrated life of a sex slave [specially for k & h, not together, unless they want to]

and diana scheunemann has some very interesting stuff as well

and finally your moment of zen:

The vagina monoliths: Stonehenge was ancient sex symbol

…a University of British Columbia researcher who has investigated the great prehistoric monument for several years has announced he has uncovered its true meaning: it is a giant fertility symbol, constructed in the shape of the female sexual organ…

more

 

now more filling

On July 6, 2003, in links, memes, by keifel

sunday brunch

Have you or would you ever try any of the following….

1. Bungee jumping or Skydiving?

2. Scuba diving or Snorkeling?

3. Downhill skiing or snowboarding?

4.  Whitewater rafting or Water skiing?

5.  Hang gliding or Hot Air Balloon ride?

nerve has renamed the week in sex but it’s all still the same fun stuff

the flat earth society (believe it, believe it, it is true)

the automatic bad movie trailer generator

ok, i’ve im’d some tech support, now i can get some sleep.

 

not quite bright eyed and bushy tailed but awake, just managed to catch the beginning of the race.

the dreams are back and oh my… just thinking about it… i’m getting shivers. i’m trying to keep myself under control. i want share these dreams but i think they’ll lose some of their poignance. dammit i want vic here now.

two weeks from now we’ll be getting ready for the family soiree, vic gets to meet the girls and my mother and grandmother.

there is show much i want to show vic, but i’m torn, we have so little time together, can i bear to share her companionship with anyone else? i want to be selfish, keep her to myself, wrap her up in my arms and never let her go. 12 days left.

i just found this gem on girlunderway’s journal, which is the saturday slant from the link listed as quizzes & memes in the entertainments section in that column on the right:

What is your most common fantasy?

While sitting in traffic or waiting on-queue somewhere, where does your mind drift? Is it to a moonlit tropical beach, a dream man (or woman) in your arms? Perhaps you wander to a memory of coming in from a long day of snowball fights, sledding, and making snow angels to be greeted by Mom’s hot chocolate. Do you fantasize about how you would spend a fortune? We all day dream; we all have one or two day dreams that occupy our minds more often than others. What is your most common fantasy?

i’m not sure i’m quite ready to answer this yet, they all revolve around the dreams, so i’m going to leave it here for a little bit, maybe later…

in the mean time here’s a sunday what if (this one that’s up now is too depressing, so here’s the one from june 8 (that’s the next one in the list):

if you could have witnessed one event in history, what would you want to have seen?

guttenberg’s first print run.

f1 just finished, it’s ralph, JMP and michael, in that order. with michael leading the driver’s championships by eight points. and ferrari the constructors by three points. the rest of this season is going be very interesting.

back to bed, see if the dreams continue. i’ll be back later.