| Well said |
May 21, 2008 6:45 pm
Mood: calm, 493 Views |  | "You can't have a better tommorrow if you are always thinking about Yesterday" |
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| Just venting.. sigh |
May 15, 2008 7:22 am
Mood: annoyed, 427 Views | I woke up this morning and felt compelled to write a blog about optimism and whimsy. This doesn't go out to any one person--it is simply general observations of a 37-year-old life. However, just stay with me peeps, this may be life-altering!
All of my recalled life, I have been referred to as "bubbly," "fun" "full of life," and my personal favorite, "a ray of sunshine." I am often told I am not expected upon first meeting to be as intelligent as I am. It is only after talking with me longer or taking time to really get to know me and my many facets that I am packaged deceptively as a myriad of depths. The first few times I heard that, I was taken aback, a bit insulted. I never thought I came off as a shallow air-head! Sure, I gots the D cups, da full lips and the flowing mane thang going on but so?? I was pretty sure that the syllabic content generated from those luscious lips o' mine were the REAL selling point to my charm! And you know, indeed it was!
I am a brainy bitch, no doubt, but you know what I realized I possess? Happiness. And yes, it IS as simplistic and topical as it sounds. I mean, I feel joy in my life. Not that I don't have moments of darkness, I freely admit that. But I see my life and the lives as those I love as sprinkled with fairy dust! I DO suffer at times, but I do so less and recover quickly. Optimism may be a personality trait, but I believe it is a cognitive habit that can be learned as well.
I am not writing this to bolster myself, but rather inspire others towards a sunnier outlook towards life. I personally do not doubt for a minute that our souls reincarnate and evolve. To say we have one shot at life seems rather fatalistic to me. But let's say we DO have one shot--why waste it with pessimistic behavior? And if we do evolve past who we were in this life, why not pass on a less damaged soul to the next?
This may seem too etheral and silly for some, but this is where my fairy dust comes in! Magical thinking!!! People who have nary a trace of this are so dead set on being accurate and having proof for everything, that they cannot live in the moment--or refuse to conceive of the "what ifs." How can you be happy if you are always looking for the concrete? Dopamine in a brain like that must just be trickling in. On the other hand, you don't want to be flooded with that neurotransmitter or y'all would be schizophrenic! I am good with just the "psychosis lite."
So when you see me laugh heartily, embrace mightily, sing or dance to funky songs, talk about the love of my princess, squeal loudly when I see pink, polka dots or the one I love step through the door, know that I am happy. I wish you the same.
"When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are....." | |
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| Any Questions? |
Apr 3, 2008 10:20 am
Mood: sexy, 430 Views |  | BOOTY CALL AGREEMENT
This pre-booty call agreement (hereinafter referred to as the "Agreement") is entered into on the _______(DD/MM/YY) by ___________ (fill in name) and _____________ (fill in name).
This agreement shall cover the following rules and principles:
1. No sleeping over -- unless it is very good and we need to repeat it in the morning.
2. No meeting in public except for dinner or drinks before the events of the evening.
3. No calls before 9pm -- we don't have anything to talk about.
4. None of that "lovemaking" crap -- only sex allowed.
5. No emotional discussions (i.e. Where are we heading with this? Do you love me?) The answer is no, so don't ask.
6. No plans made in advance -- that is why you are called the "backup," unless you're from out-of-town, then it's only a one-time advanced arrangement.
7. All gifts accepted -- including money.
8. No baby talk -- however, dirty talk is encouraged.
9. No asking for comparisons with former lovers -- it's really none of your damn business.
10. No calling each other "friends with privileges," we are not friends, just bed buddies.
11. Calling out the wrong name during sex is okay -- don't be offended.
12. No extra clothing -- I don't want you leaving anything behind when you leave.
13. No falling asleep right after sex -- it's over, so get up, get dressed and go home.
14. Don't be offended if I don't ask if you enjoyed it -- I don't care.
15. You cannot borrow my car for any reason.
16. If anyone asks who you are, the standard response will be: "My roommate's girlfriend/boyfriend."
17. Doggie style is the preferred position -- the less eye contact, the better.
18. NO condoms, NO sex.
19. Bring your own drink -- I am not a liquor store.
20. No phone use, please -- I don't want anyone calling back looking for you.
* Extra tip for successful booty calls: The aforementioned rules may only be altered by the holder of the agreement. If the other party attempts to change or alter any terms of this Agreement, it will automatically become null and void, and you will then be removed from the Booty Call List and deleted from phone memory and e-mail list. In other words, you will be blocked from all communications until you understand the rules. If the other party goes psycho, contract will also be null and void. Returning to Booty call listing will be dependent on a doctor note expressing a 100 recovery from the psychosis. |
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| A Seductive Sin |
Apr 2, 2008 7:11 pm
Mood: intimate, 418 Views |  | Long and Luscious
Burning Fire
Slow and Slick
Sweet Desire
Love and Passion
In depths within
Light and Flicker
A seductive sin
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| What is sexy?? |
Mar 27, 2008 10:39 am
Mood: seductive, 508 Views |  | Sexy is standing in the rain as you push me up against the hood of your car, tearing my shirt as you kiss me with the intent to never...stop.
So, I wanna know.. How do you define sexy?  |
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| Not Enough Time! |
Mar 26, 2008 7:45 pm
Mood: guilty, 454 Views |  | I wish I had more time. I just need a bit more time. I squander a lot of time sure, but still...
I have been feeling very discombobulated lately. Scattered. It seems like I have too many balls in the air, but when I look, I mean really look at what I do and what I need to do in a day, it seems like there should be more time.
As I get older I find myself less efficient. There was a time when I was always moving, doing...cleaning. I was painfully OCD about my cleaning. I'm much better now. In fact, there are a few dishes in the sink this very minute and is that, wait, yes it is, a dust ball in the corner. I feel very good about my ability to allow my house to become just this side of messy whilst I widdle away my time lounging on the couch, iBook in my lap and/or phone to my ear. And even with this squandered time, I find it difficult to post here at my humble blog. I get to do my ranting and bitching here, but I really should take more time to pay attention to my lonely, largely unread blog.
Would you visit me if I did?
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| A wish |
Mar 25, 2008 8:58 am
Mood: wanted, 490 Views |  | I wish when I stand from this chair
that you would be behind me,
and you would wrap your arms around my body
one resting on my breast,
the other sliding down to that most treasured of places.
We are both clothed but the heat generated by our bodies as you kiss my neck smelling the perfume I placed there just for you,
is so intense that I can feel the beads of sweat
appearing on my forehead.
I am not sure how long we stand
gently swaying, our bodies following
our inner serpents.
I feel through our movements the beautiful firmness below your waist, so enticing.
I turn and we embrace, and kissing
so passionately I feel elevated.
But, what I really want is to taste you,
to feel the fullness of you in my mouth,
to feel your softness against my lips, my tongue, my cheek.
I would drink you if you would let me, but a taste is all I am allowed for you have better plans.
You coax me to the softness of the cushions
and on our knees we undress one another,
kissing and touching everywhere.
Our smiles are youthful and innocent, yet we are not.
I pick up your hands and one by one gently
kiss your finger tips, then your palms.
So pleased you are that you take me into your arms, and whispering everything I love to hear,
lay me down and pleasure me so, drinking every drop not spilling a one.
Then you kiss my lips, I can taste my love on your mouth, it is our love.
Your movements beg for more and as you climb on top, I invite you in. The gentle rocking blurs our minds and senses.
We have disappeared ....having become one. |
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| Celebrity Baby Names... |
Mar 19, 2008 7:56 am
Mood: confused, 406 Views |  | So Halle Berry named her baby girl Nahla Ariela Aubry, which means water something or other... ok I get that but why in the world would you name your child Pilot Inspektor Riesgraf Lee or Moxie Crimefighter Jillette. Is it to be even more different than they already are? Id like to know your thoughts....
Indiana August Affleck - Casey Affleck & Summer Phoenix
Satchel Seamus Allen - Woody Allen & Mia Farrow
Moses Amadeus Allen - Woody Allen & Mia Farrow
Elijah Blue Allman - Cher & Gregg Allman
Lyric Angel - Ashley Parker Angel and Tiffany Lynn
Sosie Ruth Bacon - Kevin Bacon & Kyra Sedgwick
Brooklyn Joseph Beckham - David & Victoria Beckham
Romeo James Beckham - David & Victoria Beckham
Cruz David Beckham - David & Victoria Beckham
Seven Sirius Benjamin - Andre Benjamin & Eryka Badu
Zephyr Benson - Robby Benson & Karla DeVito
Lyric Benson - Robby Benson & Karla DeVito
Chastity Bono - Cher & Sonny Bono
Chianna Maria Bono - Sonny & Mary Bono
Zowie Bowie - David & Angela Bowie
Max Liron Bratman - Christina Aguilera & Jordan Bratman
Willem Wolf Broad - Billy Idol (William Broad) & Perri Lister
Coco Riley Arquette - Courtney Cox & David Arquette
Atticus Baldwin - Isabella Hoffman and Daniel Baldwin
Ireland Baldwin - Kim Basinger & Alec Baldwin
Jamison Leon Baldwin - Billy Baldwin & Chynna Phillips
Vance Alexander Baldwin - Billy Baldwin & Chynna Phillips
Alabama Luella - Travis Barker & Shanna Moakler
Isadora Barney - Bjork & Matthew Barney
Mateo Braverly Bratt - Benjamin Bratt & Talisa Soto
Lucien Buscemi - Steve Buscemi & Jo Andreas |
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| Forbidden Encounter |
Mar 18, 2008 8:36 am
469 Views |  | It was approximately six months ago when I first set my gaze on a man that I would never forget. The man in question was a coworker of mine and his name was Dave. I could remember the first day of work like it was yesterday. I walked around the office as my new boss introduced me to everyone I would be working with. When I finally came to Dave, reaching my hand out to meet his in a friendly handshake I found myself not wanting to let go. Forcing myself to let go, but not turning my eyes away I gave him a smile and he returned one. Throughout the day I came to realize how amazing Dave was, he had a great sense of humor with a hint of sarcasm just like me. Unfortunately by the end of the day I learned that he was married, damn the luck. It never fails that when I meet a great person they are already taken. This didn’t stop me from throwing some innocent flirting his way which was appreciatively returned most of the time. Much of my day was spent day dreaming and fantasizing about me and Dave doing things we shouldn’t.
One day I ran into him in an abandoned hallway. The hallway in particular was the one that led to the bathrooms, the bathroom in which you need a key for. I came out of my bathroom just as he was passing the door to go back to the office. I closed the door behind me and noticed I startled him. I apologized and he paused for a minute in front of me and smiled, as he started to walk away again I grabbed his hand, making him stop in his tracks. It took a few seconds for him to realize why he stopped, but eventually he turned his head back to see me smiling at him. He smiles back with a kind of confused look in his eyes, as I pull him closer to me I notice he isn’t resisting at all which gets my heart racing more than it already is.
The closer he gets to me the more nervous I get not sure what my next move will be, I had been planning this encounter for a long time and I wanted it to be perfect. I knew that if someone were to enter the hallway at any moment it would not look good for me to have my hands on a co-worker, let alone a married one. Knowing no one else was in the women’s restroom I used my free hand to unlock it and both of us slipped into the cold tiled room. The door opened a little too fast and I fell against the adjacent wall, causing Dave to fall against me, his face dangerously close to mine. The door shut loudly behind us and I through a leg up around Dave and pushed my foot against the door to keep it shut, this won’t take long. I could feel Dave’s body against mine and it felt warm. I saw that Dave was looking down and seemed kind of nervous too so I lifted his chin to look into my eyes and whispered, “I’ve wanted this for so long, and I know you want it too, don’t worry I won’t tell.”
When the last syllable left my moistened lips, Dave slid his arms around my waist, pulled me even closer against his warm body and went in to kiss me. At the last second he dodged my lips and went for my neck. His wet lips on my neck felt so good that my knees went a little weak but his arms kept me from falling. I ran my fingers through his dark hair and grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking his head back to look into my eyes. My heart raced as I looked over his face ending at his lips, I wanted those lips on mine and I wanted them there now. I let out a deep sigh and forced his mouth to meet mine, kissing him so hard it hurt. I felt his tongue dart into my mouth, wrapping my mouth around it and sucking gently. Dave started to veer his hands towards the front of my skirt, reaching down to go up underneath. He slowly lifted it placing his hand on my hip. Slipping a finger in the side of my underwear and tugging at them, he pulled them down to my knees. I could feel myself already soaking wet but this move put me over the top. I bit my lip as I felt Dave’s hand migrate toward my wet spot. With one hand on the small of my back for support, he placed the other hand on my inner thigh and teased me with his soft touch. I reached between us and felt around for the top of his pants. When I found the belt buckle I undid it and continued to unbutton his pants. I could already see a bulge forming in his jeans and couldn’t wait to see what I had only been imagining for the past months.
I reached in and pulled out his much hardened cock and took some time to feel every inch of it with my hand. I couldn’t believe this was happening, finally. At last Dave moved closer to me, grabbing his dick in his hand and guiding it to my pussy. He teasingly rubbed the head of it around on my clit and down to my hole, where he gently pushed the tip in. A little at a time at first and finally shoved the whole of it in deep, making me quiver and shake. I reached around and placed my hands on his ass, squeezing them and pushing him into me harder. He placed a hand on my already lifted leg and ran it up and down my thigh, thrusting slowly. My breath was getting faster and I already felt close to climaxing. I threw my hands up to his back and dug my fingers into his skin and pulled him to me so his chest was against mine. I could feel his heart beating just as fast mine as I brought my lips to his neck. I made small kisses along his shoulder then migrated my lips to his earlobe, putting it in my mouth and sucking gently then harder, biting it. This made him thrust faster, I could tell he was getting close and so was I. I could feel my juices running down my leg as my orgasm came, I let out a loud moan and dug my nails into Dave’s back once more. I felt him go weak and knew that he also came.
We just stood there in each others arms for a few minutes, breathing hard. When our breathing finally subsided, I pried my sticky body off of his and pulled my panties back up. Dave packed himself back into his pants and buttoned them up. We both walked around the corner and looked in to the mirror. I grabbed his hand and looked at our reflection, we both smiled. Our hands fell to our sides; I tidied my hair and clothes and watched him turn to leave. I reached for his hand again and pulled him back around to kiss me one more time. “Thanks,” He whispered. “Anytime,” I whispered back. I waited a few minutes for him to get back to his desk, then freshened myself up a little more before returning to mine. As I passed his desk on the way to mine I gave him a little smirk and he gave a little nod. |
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| To Snooze or Not to Snooze |
Mar 16, 2008 7:46 pm
Mood: sleepy, 438 Views |  | I have a love/hate relationship with the snooze button.
On the one hand: Oh, blessed giver of sleep! You surely are the good Lord's finest invention. You provide seven-minute intervals of much needed rest, allowing humankind to wake up slowly and begin the day refreshed!
On the other hand: Oh, cursed causer of the lateness! You are my weakness, my downfall. I cannot resist your siren song. Seven minutes is never enough -- I crave more and more again. I am a glutton in your presence.
"Oh thing of great beauty!", "What a fool I have been thus far in my life, obeying the call of the alarm at its first ring as if I were heeding God's own command. But no, it is I who is master of the clock, not the clock that is the master of me! To demonstrate my dominion over this object, I shall make the clock ring me repeatedly until I choose to answer.
And thus a beautiful and long-lasting friendship was born. The snooze button and I have been together for about fourteen years now. Sure, we've had our ups and our downs, our "oops, I've accidentally been snoozing for two and a half hours" moments and our "shit, I set the alarm for seven P.M. when I meant seven A.M." moments, but we've come through it all together. That's what true friends do.
But now, I'm starting to believe that might be one of those "toxic friendships" that you hear about. Because that damn button is an Enabler. Does the button support me in my efforts to get out of bed on time? No. Does it help me when I say to it at night before I go to bed, "Button, I've hit rock bottom. I pushed you seven times this morning before being threaten with bodily harm by someone who shall remain nameless and has exhibited indescribable patience. I can't go on like this. I'm quitting cold turkey. But I need your cooperation. Please be a good friend and support me in this effort -- when my tired hand reaches out to press you in the morning, don't let me do it. Remind me that I have the inner strength to stand firm and conquer this problem"? No. Instead, it whispers "Push me, Push me! Seven, fourteen, or even twenty one more minutes of sleep are at your fingertips! Snooze buttons were made to be USED, not to be wasted! Employ me for my God-given purpose. Everybody's doing it." And so I do.
The problem is, I don't really know how to effect a breakup with the snooze button. Do I buy a self-help book about co-dependent relationships and employ the techniques set out there? Do they have Snoozeaholics Anonymous meetings? ("Hi, my name is Syn and I have a real problem waking up.") Do I need my friends and family to stage an intervention? Or do I just talk behind the snooze button's back about what a fat, ugly bitch it is and how I made out with its boyfriend (the mysterious "sleep" button) at a party last week and just trust that word will get back to the snooze button and I will fool it into breaking up with me so that I don't have to do the dirty work myself? Yeah, I think that's the route that I'll go -- I'll probably get a few more days of snoozing in before the rumor completes its intended path. |
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Mar 14, 2008 8:46 pm
442 Views |  | I love you not only for what you are,
but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
~Roy Croft |
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