its not the same. [bonus points if you can identify where thats from – trini js excluded]
another restful night, im off to work early this morning to see what happened yesterday and try to finish up some work that was due this morning. i think my internet access is going to be limited today, my boss was muttering something about wanting the use of her line back before she left, well see how that progresses.
i still havent decided on my js/ijournal dilemma, it should sort itself out by the end of the week, unless i continue to deliberately make mistakes so i have to edit after the post goes up. we shall see. the countdown continues, im going to see the apts this evening and i have to help my friend sarah with the catalogue for her art show. i love doing stuff like this, it makes me feel like im doing something worthwhile.
ok, here are you wednesday entertainments:
1. What if you had to write a magazine column on How To Lose A Guy/Girl In 10 Days — what would you write? why not be honest about it?
2. What if you were offered the choice to risk your life by boarding a pirate ship in hopes of finding and obtaining part of the treasure? nope, money isnt everything.
3. What if you could pass a congretional bill of your choice? can you legislate away intolerance?
4. What if you discovered you were really a machine? then machines can truly love
5. What if you were bequeathed with all of Gods powers? oooh, is intolerance freewill? id remove intolerance and the mob mentality and see how we progress from there.
1. What age would you like to be? Why? im pretty happy now. 31 is a good age to be.
2. What is something in the future youre not looking forward to? vic leaving again
3. Does ESP exist? i think so
and on that note, i foresee myself getting out of here. if i can ill post during the day, otherwise, ill be back later today with a roundup of point of interest.
ciao
back to subject lines of whimsy – i think you can tell my mood by the subject lines. im torn between giving up ijournal and posting directly on js -it would save me the exercise im about to embark on; catergorising all my entries.
but there was a real point to this post, two actually.
one, came across this rather interesting link via metafilter:
The internet is shit.
It is vitally important that we all realize this and move on. People (eg Bloggers) go on and on about how wonderful it is. About how much information is out there in cyberspace. About the way that everything is within reach in just a few clicks of their mice.
and secondly and more importantly, this is for vic.
good night all.
the housing situation seems to be coming together, there are quite a few short term apartments for rent and im going to see two of them tomorrow. thanks karen. short term apartment rental is considerable less than a hotel room, im 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.
im going to follow my daily links and return with a wrap up. be back later.
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 shed 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 its the odd looks from people standing at the side of the road that i dont understand. we live in a country, with two seasons. a dry (well not so wet season) and a (wet) rainy season. were in the rainy season. so theoretically, rain could start falling today and rain for the next six months. people here dont behave like that… the first sign of rain, traffic slows to a crawl, people crowd the pavement, sheltering from rain as if its something new and unexpected. i never understood that. compounding this is the taxi drivers that shoot you dirty looks, as if to say, couldnt you dry off before you get into my vehicle. what the fuck? its raining. thats why im getting in your car, so i can get home and out of the rain. morons.
im going to catch up on my mail. see whats been going on all day. ill 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.
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]:
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.
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 Brightons 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]
im in a very weird mood and there is no cause for it. vic is here in a few days, but im 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 wouldnt work and the woman was downright rude. im 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 its hard to vent when youre not sure what the problem is.
i just lost this cry of anguish id 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 hinglan] contingent here at js – rentaempress and hit the wrong combination of keys. whatever.
the crux of the lost post is that i dont want to wait anymore, i want her to be here now. im tired of waiting. i tired of being patient and pleasant to fucking nimord. im tired of the stupid question. im tired of people thinking that i like this situation. im 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.
im going to pay the taxes on vics ticket, have lunch and return these dvd. maybe ill be able to focus and function after lunch.
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school is closed and my boss isnt in, which means i slept that extra 30 minutes. i should get going, but im 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 im going to explode, every fibre, every nerve ending is screaming want and desire. in some wicked way my body is reminding me what im missing, i keep getting these hints of the smell and taste of vic. it has to be my mind, but its 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…
im going to go now
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…
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taking liberties with harry potter
Thousands of spinoffs of J.K. Rowlings 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?
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the harry potter innuendo list
Upon recieving The Order of the Phoenix, we couldnt 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.
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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…
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