| Mental Wanderlust |
Sep 25, 2007 8:42 pm
Mood: happy, 830 Views |  | Ok, this is definitely nothing in particular, but who cares!
I think Chewy (my dog) is "The One"...the secret savior super-being bred and passed down through the generations to help enlighten and awaken us from an induced catatonic electronic-based sleeping-slavery created for the sole-purpose for using us to create bio-thermic energy to possibly power hyper-energetic sex-toys...who knows??!!!! Either that, or he's been slipping into the dvd pile again and learning some Keanu Reeves-fu. Gently prod awake from my much-needed afternoon slumber by a sweet, angelic voice, I realized how freaking starving I was so I popped 4 turkey-dogs into the microwave of love. Of course, you know who is puppy-dog eyeing me and pulling some of his best Jedi mind-tricks to get me to part with the steaming meat sticks. So...after becoming temporarily mesmerized and babbling that "these are not the droids we're looking for", I thought I'd make him work for the lil pieces of turkey dog. So, I'm going John Macenroe on his lil furry ass with various multiple chunks flying randomly through the air, and low and behold, the little shit got all four of them without any hitting the ground!!!! He's literally flying through the air, contorting his body in all sorts of seemingly unnatural positions. So naturally, I'm thinking this lil fucker has been watching The Matrix again and were gonna have a showdown!!!! I whip out my best Angent Smith and "Mr. Anderson" his ass and commence to recreate the roof-top scene in the first movie....turkey-dog bullets are streaming left and right in rapid-fire increments....of course, while I'm going through all of this naturally my mind starts to wander and my imagination hits hyper-drive and I start substituting "turkey-dog time" for "bullet-time" (matrix movie speak!!!!) and I literally start to see all the shockwaves and turkey-bullet trails and contours whipping past Chewy as he dodges to and fro to catch each piece. Ok, so I'm easily entertained...and still recovering a bit from lack of sleep. Never said my life was boring!!!!!!!!! Another random weird, but fun moment in my life!!!! |
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| Drifting |
Aug 28, 2007 7:07 pm
Mood: happy, 779 Views |  | Yeah, I know, another completely chronologically random post. Not a big one, this one WILL go unnoticed on everyone's radar, you'll sleep soundly tonight knowing that, life is still just going on as usual...how comforting is that??? I have had a few ideas for some stories as they literally pop into my brain, along with random ideas for business's and inventions...part of the deal in having a brain that won't shut down most of the time. Granted, a lot of them are bizarre, strange, useless or just for fun...but they make my life entertaining and interesting to my friends!!! My dearest, sassy Angel has been around me long enough to know exactly how it works with me, she's even been witness to a couple "idea-births" in person. Wasn't a very pretty site and it usually had to be exercised vigorasily with lots of sex afterwards. As a consequence, I'm seeing what I can do to make even more ideas pop out in a shorter amount of time!!
Anyway, I hope everyone is having a great time in reality-land and that you all are surrounded by the people make you smile and feel great to be alive....I know I am. |
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| Tag Beyotch! |
Aug 6, 2007 8:05 pm
Mood: turned on, 825 Views | special 24 hr. tag!
I was taggged by: 
Four things you may or may not know about me in no particular order.
** The directions are at the end.
Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. Telephone Repair work (High school)
2. Air-conditioning repair and installation
3. Construction / Insurance Repair and recovery
4. Combat Systems Readiness Officer
Four movies I've watched more than once:
1. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (BBC version made in the 80's)
2. Serenity
3. Constantine
4. The Crow
5. Porn Porn Porn Porn Porn
Four places I have lived: (longer than???)
1. Deltona, Fl
2. Chicago, Il
3. San Diego, CA
4. Millington, Tn
5. Hell (currently residing)
Four T.V. Shows that I watch:
(used to)
1. Smallville
2. Anything with Sex
3. Anything scary
4. Anything scary, with Sex
Four places I have been:
1. Australia (Perth, Sydney, Darwin...many times)
2. Singapore
3. Virgin Islands / Carribean
4. United Arab Emirates
5. Japan
6. ...
7. ...
People who e-mail me (regularly):
1. SverigesAngel
2. My evil-twins (regulary being completely "Relative" here)
3. Spammers
4. The people I love
Four of my favorite foods:
1. Anything made by lovers
2. Anything made by friends
3. Anything made by family
4. Anything that doesn't get up and walk away!
5. Crawfish (with seasoning, of course!)
Four places I would rather be right now:
1. Flying without a plane
2. Cruising through space at a bazillion miles a second
3. Smacking demons and angels in heaven and hell for the fuck of it (Because I can)
4. Paris, France
5. Disneyland!!! (not)
Four friends I think will respond:
1. SverigesAngel
2. insert name here
3. don't care
4. Sorry, god was not found: You might want to check the spelling of the username and try again. If you are looking up a profile of someone who has emailed you, we suggest "cut-and-pasting" their username in the search form to avoid spelling errors. As this search includes all members of Xmatch, if you can not find someone it may be that they canceled their account or that they are on another one of the Xmatch sites (see the main page for a list of sites)!
Four things I am looking forward to this year:
1. Learning more about life
2. Being with the friends and people I love (or both)
3. smacking stupid people
4. getting rid of everything holding me back from my full potential
DIRECTIONS:
Now, here's what you're supposed to do... And please do not spoil the fun. Delete my answers and type in your answers. Post on others blogs as 24Hr TAG! Post this on as many blogs as you can, a bunch of people you know or don't INCLUDING the person who tagged you.
The Theory is that you will learn a lot of little known facts about those who know you.
Remember to Tag it back to the person
who tagged you first, within 24Hrs. | |
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| A completely random thought...and...."Bring me to Life" |
Jul 30, 2007 12:45 am
Mood: rejuvenated, 902 Views |  | At many points in life, little parables of truth seem to, almost by sheer force of will or magic, shine or sparkle their way into existence at the appropriate time in our lives. Whether we are cognizant, at said point in time, to recognize them for what they are, much less even notice them, all lies from the strength within us and from those we surround ourselves with. Surround yourself well.....
Awaken me, if you see them...
Well...the $7.99 therapy package seems to be working!!! (jk) 
My brain is thawing out, the fog is lifting and I'm coming back to life. Thank you, for re-awakening me, and letting me shine once more. You know who you are.... |
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| A blog challenge from Spain..... about sex....... |
Jul 29, 2007 6:26 pm
Mood: lustful, 903 Views |  | A reposting from super-sexy mama-san, Sverigesangel's Blog-world. Such a kick-ass and freak-a-licious woman!!!!!
1. Would you let me be in control? Or do you want to control me?
Both…Switch…I play well with others!
2. Would you let me pull your hair? And would you pull mine?
LOL to the first, and yes to the second
3. Would you whisper in my ear?
Sweet nothings are one of my specialties…
4. Would you talk dirty to me?
Yep….would love to….reminds me of an 80’s song for some reason!!!!
5 Would you kiss me with a little tongue or a lot of tongue? Passionately...
Depends on the moment at hand…I love both though
6. Would you say my name? (do you KNOW my name? do you care????)
Yep…I scream “SASSY!!!!!!!" all night long anyways...ya might as well be in the room next time!!!! lol ..and, yes I do!
7 Would you go down on me?
Might have to thi……HELL YEAH!!!!!
8. Would you let me give you a hickie?
Certified hickie specialist in 34 countries and the island replublic of Hicki-opolis!
9. How many rounds would we go?
Without beer, a few, with beer, a few less….with tequila, a few more lol
10. What would you wanna do afterwards?
Start over again, only outside this time, without the feathers and aluminum foil
11. Would you take off all your clothes then take mine off slowly?
Ummm...refer to the HELL YEAH in answer 7 above
12. Would you lick and bite me all over?
Endlessly
13. Would you like to play or get straight to the point?
Play first….can always go straight to the point anytime...that’s what quickies are for!!!
14. Would you want me to take my time?
Depends on how tight you have the handcuffs or ropes
15. How freaky are you, 1 - 10?
Looking at some of your past comments to my posts……lol You decide! I have my "earthquake moments" (completely random and of changing intensity)..sometimes 7 to 9.5! Anything higher than 9.5, San Francisco falls into the ocean!!! LOL
16. Would you want me to go fast or slow?
Slow at first
17. Where would you wanna "do it"?
On top of a lamb-skin rug in front of a lit fireplace, on the back of a fire-truck speeding down the highway, the top of one of the mountains around here (if hiking wasn’t involved, at a decadence party with 200 other couples going at it, in a giant martini glass in Vegas…lol
18. Would you be loud or quiet?
Working on yelling like Tarzan, but mostly quiet so far…
19. Would you mind if went down on you?
By all means
20. Would you do it today?
In a box, with a fox on the rocks!
21. Would you do it tomorrow?
You decide...you already know the answer!!!
22 Would you call me in the morning?
Nah…text messages don’t usually wake people up before 9 am! (Well…then again…)
23. Are you going to re-post these so I can answer them for you?
Too late. |
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| Hairy Prodher and the Flying Armoire |
Jul 27, 2007 11:56 pm
Mood: bouncy, 927 Views |  | The trio made their way down to Deerslager creek, following ancient trails carved through unforgiving rock, and the seemingly endless Black Forest by countless generations of Logfarts students passing warily into the solemn Initiation of HideDeTadpoles. Hairy was a bit nervous as he continued along the journey, his bladder having passed the point of no return several hours ago after downing a couple of large, but tasty, magic mocha caramel frappachinos, with a slight twist of frapple in the corner of the school’s great dining hall. Preparation for the grueling trip ahead he reminded himself. He’d have to give his regards to the school barista at least for concocting such a great potion of strength and fortitude. - Drink these and all your dread shall be banished and you shall become as fearless as the lion, the spindly old, but hyper-caffeinated mixologist had told him. Well, it was true, the fear had subsided completely for the first hour and a half, but the end result was the feeling of his bladder being shrunk to the size of a kitten’s, along with a raging hard-on and a sudden taste for hand-cuffs, and riding crops mixed with the pungent odor of a men's gym locker-room. - Guess that’ll teach me to consume mass quantities of something created by a guy wearing red pleather ass-less chaps, and a purple-studded leather vest with a smiley face on it bearing the words “have a rainbow-licious day!", Hairy thought. His rigid wand pointing the way, like a fleshy compass towards this unbeheld load-stone at the end of this journey, he made due the best he could, occasionally knocking over the randomly assorted small tree or two and shrubs as he passed close by them.
- What the hell was I thinking when I volunteered for this crap? Floated pointedly through Hairy’s mind for the hundred and first time already, as Vaginy led the way deeper and deeper into the darkened wastelands. Here he was, Hairy Prodher, a strapping young youth of barely 19 being led like a neglected, love-starved puppy to the end reward of a small bowl of feminine canine kibble. All this fuss for the hidden love and affections of a very well proportioned, milky, blonde young thing going by the name of Vaginy Gangreen. Rounding out the lineup and tagging ever so slowly behind both of them on this quest to inner salvation and knowledge was Bon Sleasley. The occasional back-hand, pimp-slap awakening him from time to time from his non-stop pornographic day-dreaming, of young nubile rodents in fashionable swim-wear immersed in dairy products. Bon was such a strange, intrepid young fellow, even by Logfarts standards. They all loved him immensely, strange fetishes aside.
As they cautiously approached a bend ahead, they happened upon a sign left seemingly eons ago, it was barely legible, and meticulously carved warnings into the medium at hand read: “ALL YE WHO CONTINUE UPON THIS PATH…PAY HOMAGE AND HEED TO THE OMNIPOTENT POWER AND OMNISCIENCE OF THE WIENER DOGS OF DOOM!!!!” A chorus of fear and gasps sprang forth among them upon recognition of the signs meaning. Immediately they all realized that they were fucked!
- What the hell is a wiener dog of doom? Bon chattered through his teeth, his condition brought about not only by the fear that just bitch-slapped him to the deepest core of his humanity, but also by the sudden excitement, and possibilities stirring rapidly in his blackened, well worn Dickey’s pants, of a possible larger four-legged fetish to come. Bon wasn’t right, in many ways.
- I hear that in the earliest beginning’s of Logfarts, when it was still vulnerable to the charms and dark magicks of the other schools, that these Wieners were imbibed with near infinite power to become the guardians of the Sacred artifacts that give the school it’s power, and protection spells!!!! Spewed Vaginy excitedly. By her level of enthusiasm, you’d believe she just found a string of magic anal beads covered in rich Swedish chocolate. - I read in the mystic library that if you can best, and charm the two great wieners over, they will personally accompany you to the anti-chamber where the last vestiges of remaining artifacts, which still protect Logfarts to this very day, and that anyone who attempts to use them, without the acceptance of the wieners will be forever doomed to surf bad porn sites, and put up with eternal network issues on their profiles!
A total silence hung thick in the air betwixt them. - Well, we can’t just go back now!! How do we best them, Vaginy? We still have to endure the initiation before sunrise or Brumbledork will be forever lost to the Great Anal-Squeeze of Bottomsup Sally! If that happens, we won’t be able to proceed with our training and we’ll never get back home! Shouted Hairy. Then again, he thought, maybe besting the all powerful wieners wasn’t such a good thing after all, as Hairy contemplated the pathetic homo-phobic home-life he endured and eagerly left behind, in pursuit of this journey into the lost sensual practices of the fairy sex-ninjas from planet 9b. He could think of far worse fates. Bon just stood there vacant and drooling, caught up in an endless mental möbius loop of shameful canine sexual practices lathered in, I can’t Believe it’s not Buttah!.................
Never bow to the dead, my dear. Dance with them, and love them as we all fall together into the long downward spiral….
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| ..."you know you're right" |
Jul 24, 2007 11:47 pm
916 Views |  | Don’t die! Ok, got your attention I trust. For all those already bringing a box of apprehension to the table regarding this blog post, I freely borrow and give you a favorite phrase from one of my favorite books…..”Don’t Panic!”. Now then……don’t you feel better already? Besides a few theoretical cataclysmic possibilities (which always surround us every second of our lives – mentioned later in this paragraph) bounding around us at all times, no animals, people, slaves or politically correct feelings will be harmed in the subtle creation of this episode. I promise. I guess the end result potentially might kinda sorta almost maybe possibly end up being blog number TWO-ish. Scary huh?? Yes, check the news and weather reports…Hell has surely frozen over (see my myspace profile pic for proof). Whip your telescopes out and check the skies above, surely there’s a life-extincting event (it’s a word now dammit, really it is!) nigh on it’s way screaming through the inky ionosphere, blasting a fiery tunnel through the remaining primordial gasses blanketing our home. Can you see it peering down at the final bustling sprawling threads of humanity in its last final moments of grandeur? (This is old news by the way, it’s already happened several times in our world’s history, if you don’t believe me, watch the Discovery Channel sometime ((sorry for the gratuitous plug, unfortunately, no money comes this way for it!!!)) or get off your ass and hit the library sometime!) If asteroids or comets had souls, I wonder sometimes if they would cry at the vast devastation they cause. I would....just my guilty conscious I suppose, I am Catholic by the way! On with the overly dramatic descriptive arrival of this blog-post (I’m bored, lonely and the Sapporo’s have been a’pouring tonight) besides, this is the only thing in life where I get a little feeling of omnipotence in my life (well until the Adult FriendFinder’s servers crash...funny how it only happens when you actually want to post or change something....thanks network admins!!!!!) The Valkyries of old must surely be screaming in terror among the quaking halls of Valhalla as the shockwave of metaphysical chaos tears asunder the heavens ….…blah, blah,blah, whatever…guess I’ve been watching to much CNN again!
As with everyone else on here, and in real life (yes this isn’t real life people, porn doesn’t naturally fall in front of our precocious child-like eyes this naturally ((or as my dad used to say “Porn doesn’t grow on trees!” (((damn you dad!)))...))...) ….things have been “a little rocky” in Jamie-land. Building upon the foundation of stupidity that was ever so lovingly constructed in my only other blog-post, I’m beginning to believe a little that maybe, sometimes, there actually might be a little place in the universe for snippets of stupidity. If there is an omniscient, all-knowing god, and he, she, it, whatever, created the universe, then stupidity must have a place in this grand design of the cosmos. Else, how could you explain its existence in the first place? I’ll only use one example this time. Believe me, I’m a warehouse sometimes of stupidity, but I make up for it in a lot of other ways, so, I guess in the end like yin and yang, things balance out. In the past several weeks, in a moment of stupidity created by yours truly, I’ve realized that flying furniture does wonders for spatial evacuation of unwanted house guest. Of course, I almost paid for that lapse with a little time-out, but, in the end the results I were seeking ended up knocking at my door, or more importantly, leaving it. Inspiration by a years worth of B.S. and a slip from a hammer. Must be the bustling artist in me!
Stupid-free now...just venting
Learning a lot lately, again, that sometimes you just have the take the decisions made by those close to you, and just roll with them...even as painful as they may be sometimes. Nothing as liberating, and at the same time frightening, as plowing through the long night of life again by yourself. I’m just extremely thankful for the light and love that my friends radiate to help show and soothe the way ahead…..as should we all be. Angels in waiting perhaps…
Grrrrr...back to reality I suppose. Time for another Sapporo....and hazy dreams of recent faces in the night. At least there’s tomorrow.... |
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| Cherry poppin mofo |
Jun 19, 2007 9:46 pm
Mood: mischievous, 1041 Views |  | Ok, so...coaxed, mentally arm-twisted, perverted, peer-pressured, catapulted..what-ever into the world of blog-dom, what do you think my first blog topic should be?? The state of the world and the multitude of crisis's's's currently swathing the globe and affecting countless millions as we sit here tonight, staring at pictures of beautiful naked people (a fave pastime of mine, by the way, but putting it to the back right this second!!!) doing things that would make their parents cringe in spastic attacks of disbelief if they were to ever stumble upon A.F.F. (unless your in Kentucky or Georgia perhaps (("hi uncle-dad!))"), hmmmmm????
Maybe about the perpetually starving, innocent children in Africa constantly punished under the scourge of war, famine and disease? Pssshaw!
Or maybe, just maybe, the rapidly depleting life-cycle of a typical g-class star billions of parsecs away, shuddering in it's death-throes as it uses up the last of it's nuclear fuel, converting hyrdrogen to heavier elements mere mortal seconds before it goes super-nova, relly REALLY gets your goat going!!!
HA! I don't think so....the topic that will burst forth and announce my blog-birth-cry (or whimper), will be.......stupid people! Come on now, we all know one!!! I figure this one topic is actually an infinite amount of topics rolled into one, because everyone can connect a stupid story, event, place, time, etc to a stupid person in some form or fashion...hell, A.F.F. is "Stupid People Central"....I know all the sisters out there can chime up on this one (about the stupid people..aka-men)!....I believe whole-heartedly that this is / can / will be even better that the Kevin Bacon game, easier to play, won't get you drunk and in a fight with someone, you won't get angry and throw armoirs across the house, and no kitties or puppies will be hurt in the making of this blog. So there, you might even say, this blog can bring peace to those that read it. Can any of the current leaders of the world today use that in their resume???
I dedicate the current topic, and theorhetically unending topic, to my great, sexy, always loving and sarcastic (thank god, on both accounts) friend, Angel, who HAS convinced me that the Svedes really are taking over the world covertly!!! I hope that in addressing this topic, I will amplify, or at least fan the fires of discussion, education, humiliation, etc (or at least get the stupid people to stop, so she'll stop bitching) so that millions of horny, ignorant, perhaps uneducated, men around the globe will come face, and see through the teary eyes of a beautiful, suffering woman, and realize, how much idiotic e-mails can clog and choke the ever-loving, last breath of fun out of trying to make playtime friends on A.F.F., chat or any other form of communication. Perhaps I'm rehashing and addressing an ancient issue that has just changed transmission mediums. Perhaps cave-women sufferend the same despair with men not reading their picto-grams on cave walls while dodging flung-monkey poo from visting relatives, who knows!!!??? How easy is it, to read something usually smaller than this blog (except for the psycho chicks), comprehend it, weigh / bounce it against what we are looking for to what the beautiful angel that posted it is looking for (or not looking for), let it bounce around the brain again for good measure to see if there is a match or not, then go on our manly, merry way to club baby harp seals in the Artic, or to possibly strike up a good friendship or conversation with someone we actually have in common. Hmmmmm....all that in about 2.1 seconds....Lamborghini, eat your heart out!!! Anyway...maybe something resembling a verbal wave of discussion, like "The Wave" at football and baseball stadiums, will spread out in true ripple-like form across the internet and awaken people's eyes to how stupid they really are making themselves look to the eyes of the horny multitudes here on A.F.F.....ya never know.
Anyway, I look forward to a long, sleepless, pager-filled night, getting ridiculous calls and pages all night long from numerous hospital technicians that can't remember their log-in names, or passwords, yet are allowed to cut people open and save their lives...scary! Good night all, and thanks for being real and alive.....someone, somewhere has to appreciate it!
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