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Thursday, September 6th, 2007
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We all know that I'm bad about remembering to use filters, sometimes things that are supposed to be private end up being public, sometimes things ment for one filter get on another, etc etc. Last night was one of those instances, my post was supposed to be filtered, it wasnt and drama was born. I don't feel like having to always worry about what filter I'm using, so I'm going to create a new account and let this one just die.If you see a new name adding you to their friends list, don't worry, it's just a k :)
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Tuesday, September 4th, 2007
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And the winner for the Domliest Phrase of The Day is...........(drumroll please!)
"Doll Button"
I will laugh all day from this!
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I went on a picnic last night. It was..fun. Yes, fun is a good word. It certainly made me think lots...about what I want, what I don't want, what I think I want but likely can't handle, etc. We sat up way too late talking about D/s, our experiences, our preferences, what D/s means to us, definitions, and the like. It was really nice to talk to someone about good stuffs like that. We definitely didn't see eye to eye on everything...ok, on most things!...but it was interesting. So not ready for anything more than a picnic here and there, but it was good to have that part of my brain stimulated again!! ~insert happy wiggle here~
Talked a bit to a golf club swingin' man today, lol. (It's just SO fun to describe him that way!) We talked a bit about my upcoming trip north and possible plans...something about my ass being in a jar?!?!...and how I'm all wussy now cause I havent played hard in..well..I don't like to think about how long. Lol. I was advised to "get in shape" (i.e. toughen the hell up!) before I come up or I'll regret it. Lol. There was talk of hurting girlie bits (always fun when they're not mine!!) and other silly things. Rubber mallets and golfclubs and bruises oh my! It just made me that much more excited for October to get here...I cant wait to see my coffee date! I'll give a dollar to anyone who makes her have lots of bruises just before I get there so I can spend the weekend poking them! A dollar fifty, if they're big ones! ~grin~ There's much biting and poking and mischief to catch up on! I'm excited to see one of the nicest men I know and His kitten, too! I can't believe it's been 6 months already! I cant wait to see the space! I cant wait to see everyone! I cant wait I cant wait I cant wait! Hehe!
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Saturday, September 1st, 2007
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How to know you are too old for BDSM:
1. Sensory deprivation is when your Dom hides your hearing aid batteries.
2. Your nipple clamps have training wheels.
3. Edge play is standing by the microwave with a pacemaker.
4. When you tell your sub to get the cane, you have to specify "walking" or "beating" .
5. You can't tell the difference between your tattoos and your age spots.
6. You shout "One, two, three, CLEAR!" for electrical play.
7. Your idea of breath play is when your wheelchair runs over your oxygen hose.
8. Your idea of suspension is an UltraLiftT bra.
9. You hold the paddle and say, "You're younger than me.... back into the paddle....HARD!"
10. Age play really is 24/7.
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Tuesday, August 21st, 2007
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I'm surprisingly annoyed. I was asked to help out with something that I dont mind helping with at all, but I'm annoyed at feeling like a last resort. I'm lots of things, but I'm not used to feeling like a last resort. ~shrugs~ oh well.
Had a blast at the doggie park again. It's silly, but I really do have such a blast there! Its the absolute perfect way for me to unwind after work. I still make it home fairly early and the pup just loves it. Another point for Greenville!
Tried to get into the sub d chat tonight but it kept kicking me out. Guess the program didnt want me to chat, lol.
I got to talk to the partner in crime for a while tonight, which just made my night. I really miss our coffee dates, she was a kick ass therapist lolol. Talked some about TNG, talked some about underwear, and lots of catching up. Its always cool to catch up. I'm still debating offering her Boss some hot steamy sex as a bribe to get her down here, hehehe. Actually, no debating, if ONLY it would work, I'd soooo offer it lolol.
The more I hear and think about a person in my life the more disallusioned I get. It makes me sad really. Yet theres this little twinge of something that tells me my instincts weren't completely wrong. This is good to know. I had gotten to a place where I was trying to teach myself not to trust my instincts, and that kind of scares me a little. *How* I act on those instincts needs some serious work, but there is less and less question over whether or not I should in the future.
I want chocolate.
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This weekend, I was completely out of line. I snapped at Rachels grandmother, and theres no excuse for it. She's an old lady and set in her ways, I should have just held my tongue. Thats what I keep telling myself anyway. I know that she's not *my* grandmother, and not nearly as mean hearted as mine was, so the comments don't come from the same place. Still, she struck a nerve. My own grandmother was a miserable little woman who told me constantly how fat and ugly and useless I was...so when Rachel's gram makes a comment about my weight every single time I see her, its like Phyllis (my gram) all over again. She just happen to hit me on a day when PMS was rearing it's ugly head and I was alllll sorts of emotional. I asked her a few times not to make those comments every time I see her and she informed me that she didnt care whether I wanted her to or not, she fully intended to continue and if I didn't like it thats just too bad, it's her option. That didnt go well. In the end, we were polite when we said goodbye, but there were no apologies on either side. I'm conflicted..I was defending myself, but there was absolutely no excuse for being rude to an old woman. Grrr.
In other news, I've reached a bit of peace. I've been struggling with homesickness and thoughts of coming home over the last few weeks. The more I think about it, the more I'm sure that I'm in the right place. For now, at the very least. I'm not ready to go back...I'm far from over the things that I left to get over. I know me, if I went back I'd be caught up in Society drama, freaking over details with sub d and tng (but that is SO not myplace anymore!) and the list goes on. I'm SO not ready for that right now. I left for a reason, it seems like I just forgot what that reason really was. I may get homesick here and there, but I'll live. I came here to work on me, running back with my tail between my legs kind of defeats the point. Besides, Greenville is a really great city. I think I'll focus more on enjoying it. :) Good stuffs, says a k.
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Friday, August 17th, 2007
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I just got this on Collarme....Ick!!!
Hi,
i know its a little wierd and i hope i dont gross you out, but i was wondering as a hypothetical, would it arouse you to think about swallowing someone alive with your hungry pussy...being like a tigress...guiding the head of your victim over the puckered folds of your slick, swollen vaginal entrance and mercilessly pushing the little head agaist your slit as it pouts hungrilly, watching it trying to turn away before it sinks from view...feeling the drama unfolding inside you as you feed more of the struggling body into yours...watching as your soft drooling slit devours its meal, gently restraining its movements with a passionately warm yet merciless embrace, closing your thighs to seal the chubby mounds of your vulva as you like back and enjoy the delicious sensations...
what do you think? :-)
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Talking to a much missed pal today made me realize that I had been contemplating something that I hadnt even realized I was really considering. Saying it outloud (or via IM, lol) made it somehow more..real. Now I actually have to go and really think about it. Geesh! Hehe.
I got some AMAZING news on my brother today. I found out while I was at work and was so relieved that I started crying and people kept coming over to make sure I was ok, lol. Things are looking up, really up. He may not have to have the surgery afterall. Cha cha double cha!
I have an interview Monday with another staffing agency. They saw my resume online and want to talk with me. We'll see, I'm not going to put too much stock in it. Our contract with IBM is up in November and we wont know until then whether theyre going to keep us or not. Thats scary. K's like stability, we do. We shall see.
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Wednesday, August 15th, 2007
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Ask me a question about each of the following topics, no matter how rude, sexual, or confidential:
1. Friends
2. Sex
3. Music
4. Drugs
5. Love
6. LiveJournal
Then post this meme in your journal and see what questions you get asked!
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Monday, August 13th, 2007
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WMPE is having Dr Irv in to do a demo on staples and, sniffle, I cant go! It would just be one heck of a trip for a demo. I SO wish I could, though. Lately I've been more and more fascinated with the topic. If you go, PLEASE tell me about it! If you don't go (and you live close enough) shame on you! Hehe.
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Friday, August 10th, 2007
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A while ago, I was asked to take on a fairly big project. I thought, and thought, and thought..it was a hard decision for me, darn it...but I finally agreed. Once I agree to do something, I should take off full steam ahead...thats how things work in the world of a k. Wellllll, the world of a k doesnt always match the world of other people. It's been several weeks now, and the take-off still hasnt happened..and I have no idea when it will actually happen. A friend recently posted about hating it when things have to be hashed over...and over...and over....well, I hear ya sistah-friend. It's driving me nuts. I get the reason behind it, I really do...but it just seems silly to me. You want me to do something...well why not ask me when you're actually ready for me to DO it? Talking is great, but it only goes so far. I'm a bout an inch away from saying "sorry, you didn't get off the pot, I'm going to go a different route"...or atleast, I tell myself that I am. Lol. We all know how good a k is with being patient, especially when i's something that I'm passionate about. ~grumble~ It's not a big deal, in the grand scheme of things, it's just annoying.
In other news, I've been doing much mulling lately. I'm somehow convinced that in order to have healthy relationships in the future, I need to better understand the ones of my past. What was right, what was wrong, what worked for me, what didn't, why, etc... It's been interesting. For the record, this doesn't just include the two big relationships I've had...it includes friendships (having a field day picking apart the whole shelley thing, btw!) and not so friendships (super landlord and my reactions to him have been interesting). It's been fascinating, really. I love/hate when I'm in these digging modes. It's exciting, and fascinating...almost as if I'm looking at someone else's life...and yet hard and scary when I'm actually honest with myself. Hey, if I've been looking for a challenge, this seems like a good place to start. Actually, this isn't the first time I've started this...in some cases Ive gone over the same stuff a bunch of different times. The interesting part is where each dig leads me. See, I have this problem...when I have a question or a problem I stop at the first answer that "fits". There's no need to look further, right? So what if it I had to hammer it into place, it still fit! There have been lots of answers that up until recently I thought "fit" and I'm slowly seeing that they didnt. If I had looked further in the first place, it could have saved some grief and hurt, but atleast I feel like I'm on the right path now. I'm trying to shake loose all the pieces that didnt quite "fit" just right, examine them, and see if I can find better fitting pieces. Sounds great, says a k....except for the teensy fact that in the mean time I'm left with a whole pile of pieces that have been hammered on, lol.
The 'nilla (yet not so nilla) co-worker from IPT is actually going to be in Atlanta visiting family this weekend. It's still up in the air whether or not we'll see eachother, but I kind of hope we do. It would be nice to see him again, it's been a while. It's hard to believe that I've been here since the beginning of March..almost 6 months now. Geesh, time flies when you're having fun, right ;)
I want to cause trouble tonight....sneak up on pretty girls and bite 'em, unplug vacuums, tie skirts together...fun things. Instead, toby and I shall go for a walk. Lol. Oddly enough, biting the dog isnt nearly as satisfying!
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Ok, so i have a dilemma. Its time to cut, or not cut, my hair. It's currently in this kinda cute (sometimes) but annoying shaggy stage cause I've only cut it once since I've been here. SO the question of the day is "to cut, or not to cut". Every now and then I miss having hair, but then again i like the spunky shortness, too. HEEEELP! I know you've got an opinion...I know you do!!
To help, here are some pictures from both before and after the cut....
When I had hair...
  
After I cut it...
 
I know it's just hair, but I'd love some opinions....
Poll #1034698
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 12 Should I keep it short or grow it out?
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Where is the best (cheap, legal, etc) place to download music online? My new phone has a great music player and I want to get more songs. Anyone got any suggestions?
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I've been feeling increasingly needy lately...and all for things that I either cant or will not allow myself to have now or any time in the very near future. So I'll content myself to daydreaming, lol, and to whining just a little bit here....Warning, whining is to follow....
Lately I've been craving that feeling of control. Well, feeling someone else having the control, that is. We all know that the k is a control freak, yes yes, and the thought of having the ability to give that up for 5 minutes or so sounds better than candy...even better than those little Lindt chocolate balls...mmmmmmmmm those are good! About 75% of the time I'm good with being all i-am-k-hear-me-roar-see-me-being-a-big-kid-all-by-my-damn-self...but that pesky 25% keeps coming back and doing a little tap dance in the front of my brain. Grr. Annoying, says a k. More annoying because that's not going to change any time in the near future. This is my figuring-out-the-k time, messing around with control issues SO doesnt even rate on the important to-do list. Hmmmm, well...my dog kinda thinks he's in charge sometimes, does that count? ~grin~
I want to be physically overpowered. Maybe a resistance scene is in order?(one that I have NO fear of winning, for the record!!). I want to be pummeled and pounded and beaten down and smooshed into just a pile of nothing...I want to not be a i-am-k-hear-me-roar, until I am allowed and encouraged to be. Does that make sense? It depends on the minute, whether it does to me or not. I want to not feel powerful, not feel together, not feel responsible, not have room for pride...and just be for five freaking minutes. How likely is that to happen? About as likely as me suddenly turning into a size 6 and being a "good" one, lol. But hey, a girls gotta dream, right!?!?
I want a heavy, scary, scene. One I don't know how to handle...one where I run the risk of a meltdown...one that I want to stop...***one that I cant control***. That seems to be a returning factor in this little whine, me thinks.
I want to serve...good lord do I want to serve. A person...not the community, not an organization, a person. I want to have to do something purely for someone else,and love hating every minute of it, lol. Dammit I wanna clean the bathroom with a toothbrush again! Ok, maybe not really, but you get my point. I do lots of things daily to serve other people, I think I'd go nuts if I didnt really...but its different somehow. It's on my terms, I guess. Well...I dont always like my terms. Or maybe I like my terms too much? Lol I dunno. I wanna work my ass off just to try and make someone else proud. Lol yes, I know how silly that sounds. But whats the point of doing it to make me proud? I have too much pride as it is, lol.
I want it to be too hard, too scary, hurt too much, challenge me to much....and I want to be too busy!!....and I wanna not be sure if I can do it and be so damn shocked when I do. I want to be challenged! Maybe thats it...maybe thats whats at the bottom of all this restless whiny stuff...I dont feel challenged. Physically, mentally, or emotionally. Hmmm, says the little green duck. I'm not sure how I feel about that (bobble bobble).
Yeah, I do believe thats a big part of it.
It's been a while since journaling has lead me to answers, lol, this is cool.
Problem is, what the heck am I gonna do about it? All those things that I want arent going to happen now, or anytime near now...theres just no way I can or will let them...so where does that leave me? Challenge myself is the obvious answer. Its not quite that simple, I dont think. This will take some pondering, yes yes.
Any suggestions on how to feel challenged? We know I could use the help, lol! Comments will be screened.
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Wednesday, July 25th, 2007
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What a weekend. I think I'm still recovering, lol. Saturday was big brothers anniversary, so I went over to wish them a Happy day, grab my mom and *pick up harry potter* (I'm still doing the slight head bobble thing about the book). Anyway, it started off good. There was much goofyness, shopping, talking and just hanging out. Then Sunday morning my mom got sick. Really sick...her blood sugar meter wouldnt read her sugar, it just said "high". We got her to the hospital and found out it was up over 750. Yeah, not so good. She had been doing so much better....she hadn't made a trip to the hospital since she's been here. It shook me...shook all of really. You'd think after all the times we've gone through this I'd become used to it, but I haven't. I likely never will. My brother did his thing...he's not so good in these situations...and his wife just about fell apart. I was good while we were there, I had to be, it's my job, but didn't do so well once I got home. She's doing better, her sugar is back under control, and they're looking at sending her home today. This is a good thing, says a k. It felt good to be just a few minutes away when this happened rather than a few hours.
Crazy weekend, hectic week...how many days till friday?
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Wow, this seems like it is just the weekend of yayness. Here's the short list...
Evidently there were ****100+***** people at The Society's grand opening of the new space. Wow! That is so, incredibly amazing for them! I wanted to jump and clap and stuffs when the Paul told me this morning :) Not only am I SO happy for them...I'm proud of them too. Proud of everyone who worked SO hard to make everything happen in such a short amount of time, everyone who pulled together despite everything and made something amazing happen. Congratulations, Society Board..and everyone else who worked so hard. You deserve it! They've got something really special there. It's easy to take it for granted, unfortunately. I certainly appreciate all of the efforts and absolutely cannot wait to see it in September!
My brothers B-Day party was Saturday afternoon. What a night, lol. It;s hard to imagine my big brother being 33. It was a really good time, all nice clean fun....until the cake came out. Somehow, cake wound up EVERYWHERE!! Honest, I don't know how it happened, it just did! Really! There were only like three pieces gone, and next thing I know my brother is on my lap and Bruce (the friend that liked my toys) is climbing on my shoulders and theres cake smeared on my face and suddenly it's on like Donkey Kong! Rachel (my brothers wife,,,who NEVER gets in on these things) even got in on it. She was the one who picked up the whole sheet and smeared it in my hair! I still say the jelloshots were to blame! We were all laughing so hard we were ready to fall over, and the cake was gone by then, so my loving brother "helped me clean up" by turning the hose on me. LOL. Just another family get together, hehe.
The best part came later that night though. My mom and I wound up in her room and just...talked. WIth a capitol T, lol. For something like 6 hours. We talked about everything....She asked lots of questions about my relationship with Paul and cc, my lifestyle choice, my life choices, etc. We even talked a lot about her childhood and stuff...and I really learned a lot about her. We talked a lot about our past, had some rough parts, but I feel like we understand eachother better now. I certainly feel like I understand her better. I'm not entirely sure what to do with all of this new information, but I think that it will go a long way towards helping me accept some things from my childhood that I have had a hard time with. Good stuff, says a k.
A friend was collared this weekend. I really am happy for her. There may be weirdness and such between myself and the other parties, but it's still good to see a friend happy. I hope that all works out wonderfully for them :)
Looks like I will be in charge of the silent auction at LOCKs campout in September. I've already secured a few donations, which is a good thing. It should be much fun, and it's for a good cause. All proceeds goto a charity fund for some local families here, which I think is just awesome. They really are a great group. Infact, it looks like I'll be taking on a project for them in the near future. Details are still being ironed out, but yay.
I made a decision that I didn't expect yesterday. I thought that I had made up my mind, then at the last minute, I'm agreeing to the complete opposite, lol. I blame the Paul for that one...him and his corrupting ways! ;-) In the end, it's the smartest thing to do. My other plans have officially been pushed to the back burner, postponed for maybe a year or so, and I'm ok with that. My biggest fear with making the choice that I did was that I wouldn't be able to muster the same amount of enthusiasm for it that helped make previous projects successful, but the minute the words were out of my mouth and I started working on details, I knew I was wrong, lol. Yay for that! Yay for projects, yay for being busy, and yay for giving back! Hoohah!
I have a tentative play date for the next campout with one of the board members. Hehe, he's absolutely fabulous...one of my favoritest people really. If only I was a gay man...hehehehe. I'm a little nervous though, lol, I have a feeling he'll be a mean little *****! Submissives are often the worst! ~grins~ Should be much fun, though.
On another note, after today I'll be starting to use my filters again much more often. 95% of my posts since I've moved have been public for several reasons (including the fact that I often forget to click the button for filters, lol) but I'll be stopping that. Mainly because I absolutely, positively refuse to give explanations on (or defend) anything that I say in MY journal. If you cant understand what I'm saying, or don't know who I'm talking about, you're likely not supposed to. I write for me, not anyone else. If you don't like something that I have to say, its incredibly simple to just not read it. This is, afterall, MY journal. That said, I can't say that I havent been guilty of similar things in the past (and have learned from them!) so I believe it's best to simply use filters more often and remove all possibility of issues. Sooo, if you're used to hearing from me and you notice that you're suddenly not, send me a note, it's possible that you're just on the wrong filter :) There will still be a few public posts, but they will be much fewer and farther between. (Psst, this means you have to make a darned profile already, "s"!)
Bed time now, says a k!
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Talked with the Anthony for like 3 hours tonight. About what? Who knows, lol, but it was fun. Afterwards it got me to comparing my relationship with him to my last one. Yes, there are some huuuuuuuge differences (thank goodness!!) but there are also more similarities than I had thought atfirst. Hugely different relationships, but the ending emotional baggage and issues and stuff dont differ all that much. Hmm, says a k. That requires some looking into, methinks.
I'm working hard to keep my mouth shut about things I'm seeing that are worrying me. For people I care about, for new people, for the community in general I worry. I'm trying hard not to add to the already vicious gossip, and typically I succeed. 9 times out of 10 I do. There are some cases though where I simply have not been able to hold my tongue, and those times drive me nuts. I need to take a page out of a friends book..she's great at not feeding into that stuff.
I just got an offline from a local friend saying that she heard that I'm looking for an experienced Dom and she had one she'd like me to meet. Um...I am? That's news to me. I didnt know I was looking for anything other than friendship and possibly play partners right now. When I told her that I'm doing pretty well on my own, but I'm always happy to meet new people, she seemed really surprised. Rumors. ~shrugs~ They can get quite out of hand. This one, I can live with though. Lol at the worst, I look desperate. I got a chuckle out of it.
Looks like the shelley might be coming for a visit in the near future. That would be much fun..if ithappens. I dont count on her word too much, lol.
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This weekend was fairly laid back and quiet, which was nice. Was invited out for a bit Saturday with a leader of one of the local groups and some of their pals, had a blast just chatting and whatnot. Some negotiating, some serious conversations, but mostly banter,harmless flirting and idle chat. With some gossip thrown in, hehe. Saturday night Toby and I went to the park, as usual, and stayed for a few hours. That's become a really nice little nightly ritual for us. It's so relaxing there, I use it as my down time. Plus it's been a fun way to meet new and interesting people. I feel like a weird version of a soccer mom, lol, but thats ok with me.
Today was lazy. My brother and his wife stopped by in the morning (unannounced...I REALLY hate it when people dont call first. I mean..I was naked when they showed up and had to find clothes real quicklike!) and we all went out for breakfast. The rest of the day was just totally lazy. It was great. I cleaned a bit (it feels SO good to clean my own place!) and read a bunch and now I think I'm off to a bath :)
I feel so blessed, I really do. I have great people in my life, a great job, a great place to live, and just generally great things going on. Move a few things (and people!) from the North to the South and things would be pretty close to perfect. For now, atleast. I still dont see me staying here forever and ever, I love New England too much, but for now it's great. Just exactly what I need at this point in my life (or atleast, what I think I need, hehe)
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I don't really have anything to say, but I feel the urge to write, lol. I apologize in advance for my random babbling, lol. Took the toby dog to the doggie park again today. It was Great with a capital G! It was just SO nice to see him run around and play with all the other dogs (especially after being cooped up all day) and even nicer to get to chat with other doggie "parents". It's in a really beautiful park, and it's a nice way to unwind after a crazy day at work. I think that will become a regular part of our schedule, I do I do.
Mentally, I'm going through this weird kind of transitionie-thing. I'm not sure really how to describe it, or what it means really. Still working that out in my head. More like a kimberli and less like a k, if that makes any sense? It's almost as if that life, that person, that time is fading more and more...but not really fading, because it's in everything I do and say, I hear it pop up in my conversations, see it in the choices I make, etc...I don't know. It's hard to explain, hard to understand really. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with all of it, or any of it, or anything. I do know it's a good thing though. Or it will be, in the long run. It's growth, and that's always good. I can tell it is cause only growth sucks this much and is this confusing lol. Still in the process of figuring out who I am now vs who I was then vs who I was before then vs who I want to be, where I fit, where I want to fit, what I want, what am I doing about it, etc etc etc. I am a constant contradiction, thats about as far as I got so far. sadistic submissive, dominant submissive,switch who hates the term, masochist who sometimes hates pain, submissive Top-and-sometimes-more, general pain in the ass. bleck. but yay. lol. The tattoo on my cheek still means every bit as much today as it did the day I got it. Next month I'll have had it for a year. I knew it would, but somehow I'm really really glad it does. Yep yep. Good stuffs, says a k. It still looks darn good, too. hehe. Yay for The Edge in CT, they did a great job! Yay for the Paul for holding myhand, lol. Who is going to hold my hand or hold me down when I get something altered now? Lol.
Today was the munchkins B-Day. I didnt send a gift or call or anything. I was convinced it was on the 7th, and I feel like a heel. I know it's not really that big of a deal, but it really is. I miss him, more than I imagined I would. It's still really hard for me to even ask about him, for some weird reason. I miss hearing him get ready for school, which is weird because it drove me nuts, lol. I miss his darn superman inflatosuit, lol. Silly, yes. I am a k, and prone to silly thing lol.
Projects are....moving slowly. I was asked by a pal from The local group here to be the decorations manager for their Campout. Turned it down cause they SO can find someone better with decorations than me, but made sure they knew if they couldnt find someone else they could count on me, and that i'd do anything else I can to help out. I really do like that group a lots, I'm so glad I found them! I feel much more at home there then I thought I would, which is always a good thing. Been talking with a pal about projects they want me to undertake and ones that I want me to undertake..decisions have mostly been made, now it's just ironing out details like where, when and how much. Good stuff, I think. No doubt there will be drama of some sort, but that's to be expected. I have to admit, I've been absolutely LOVING these past few drama free weeks. It's been absolute heaven. No bickering, No he-said-she-said, No silly stupid stuff. It's great. I love the people in my life, I truly do. Speaking of people in my life that I love, there's one chickie in particular that I adore who is going through some mega rough times right now. I havent heard from her in a while, and I worry. I'm a k, it's what I do. Chick, if you read this, drop me a note and let me know how you're doing. Regardless of how crazy things can get, you've always got a k who thinks you're the best!
Planning on going to see the family tomorrow, which should be fun. Planning on celebrating with friends in the evening. The shellish is back from Italy finally, the lucky chit. I was surprised to realize just how much I missed her. We had been growing apart quite a bit, and it was nice to just chat on the phone and reconnect. We're still in very different places, and our friendship is a far different beast now, but it's still in the same species and that's good to remember. Her birthday is coming up, maybe I'll get the date right this year, lol. I talked to the Glen, who is shockingly still out of jail and behaving himself, lol. I miss him, I do. Lord knows why, lol. I hope with all that I can hope that he grows up, sees the light and straightens his butt out. Sadly, I know how likely that is for him. I got a call out of the blue a few nights ago from my very first boyfriend, lol. Eric, from Stowe VT. He's now got 2 kids and his own business. We go way back...pre-Anthony even, lol. He hadn't heard that I had moved and wanted to get together for a while since he was coming down to Mass for the weekend. Obviously that wasnt possible, but we did end up chatting on the phone and catching up for like 3 hours. It was nice to hear from him. It will be nice if it's another 3 years until I do again. That's a part of my life that, while I dont want to completely forget it, I prefer to keep locked in a shoe box and buried in the bottom of my closet. I don't like who I was then, and honestly I dont like who I revert back to when we all get together. It seems like another lifetime now, and it's hard to believe that I was that person once. That's why I dont want to forget it...I need to remember so it doesnt happen again..but stowing it away is just fine, lol.
I had a date tonight. A real, plain, vanilla date, lol. It was really a lot of fun. We met for a drink, had some great conversation, a goodnight kiss and I came home. Will it go anywhere? Not likely, but who knows. Do I want it to? Your guess is as good as mine, lol. What I think I want rarely factors in to these things, I've found. At the very least, I think we'll make great friends. It was nice to get dressed up for a date. It was nice to be with someone who talks about ideas, events, hell THINGS rather than gossiping about people. It was a good night. I came home early, and ended up chatting with a Paul for a bit. That was nice, too. It always is.
Lots of babbling for a k. I'm restless, but sleepy, so I suppose I'll head to bed.
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Since I dont have a lot of furniture yet, I typically put sylvester on the floor near my bed at night. Last night, I heard a weird noise in the middle of the night and got up to check it out...in the process I stepped on Sylvester. ~sigh~ He's only like 5 months old! The display is messed up (cracks and what look like ink blots throughout) but otherwise he seems to be working Leave it to me, says a k.
Then this morning I go in to the living room to find chunks of this jelly like stuff all over my livingroom. I investigate and find that my dog ate my dildo. Yep, thats not something you can say every day! Evidently I left the box that I keep it in open and he thought "ooh, another chew toy!". Yeah.
I'm pretty upset about sylvester. I cant exactly just go buy a new one. This is a darn good computer, too darn it. I dont believe that I can just get a new display, can I? Grr and growl, says a k.
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