30 November 2006

HNT #9

Note: I took the picture in the mirror, so it's actually backwards. The tattoo is on my left breast.

The sigificance behind it:

Chinese Cherry Blossom

For the Chinese the cherry blossom is a very significant symbol of power. Typically it represent a feminine beauty and sexuality and often holds an idea of power or feminine dominance. Within the language of herbs and herbal lore of the Chinese the cherry blossom is often the symbol of love.

Japanese Cherry Blossom

For the Japanese the cherry blossom holds very different meaning. The cherry blossom is a very delicate flower that blooms for a very short time. For the Japanese this represents the transience of life. This concept ties in very deeply with the fundamental teachings of Buddhism that state all life is suffering and transitory. The Japanese have long held strong to the Buddhist belief of the transitory nature of life and it is very noble to not get too attached to a particular outcome or not become emotional because it will all pass in time.


29 November 2006

In The Mood

Back to October now...

I sat in history class anxiously waiting for 7:30, when I would leave to catch my bus into the city. I would have skipped class or at least left earlier had I known I would be dropping.

Oh well.

Jefferson had told me on Friday he wasn’t getting the best response for the party and might end up canceling it, but I hadn’t heard any word of what was up before I left, so I wasn’t so sure what to expect.

I did know I was going to spend the night, the first time since the summer, and that made me very, very happy.

When I got there Mitzi, Jake, and this girl, Mimi were already there.

Let me explain Mimi. I first met her at my 1st sex party at Jefferson’s (though I never blogged that night). She’s my age (only a few months older) I’m ashamed to say. And she’s loud, obnoxious, and juvenile. And that’s putting it nicely.

That first night she was only there to watch. The most I remember is her wanting a keg (for all 6 of us) and being all sprawled out on Jefferson the entire night.

Now, we all know 1st impressions usually do stick, and that’s even more true when they’re upheld on a second encounter.

So, I wasn’t entirely happy to see her there, but I hoped that night would be better.

But I was excited to see Jake there.

And I was also a little surprised to see Mitzi there since Jefferson had told me she wasn’t coming.

It was the 1st time we were seeing each other since our fight, and we hadn’t really spoken much either. She was sitting on the floor when I came in and got up to give me a big hug.

“Guess what,” I said to her.
“I got a tattoo!”
“You did?! When?”
“When I ran away.”
“Oh, ok. Where is it?”
“Here,” I said undoing my pants to show her.
“Very cool!”

I went over to Jefferson and gave him a more proper hello before settling on the couch. I could feel my mood wavering already and was starting to get a little anxious being around everyone. I sat quietly as everyone talked and texted with Noelle a little bit too.

I heard Mimi mention something about beer again, prompting me to just roll my eyes.

I stepped into the back room for a little bit to make a phone call I promised to make. I was talking about my troubles in school with my old therapist, which sure didn’t do much to help my mood.

When I finished my call I returned to the living room to see more people had arrived. New people I hadn’t met before. But also including straight boy, Donny, who just so happens to like getting fucked by guys, or at least Jefferson.

I hugged Jefferson, just wanting to be near him a bit.

Mark and Nate arrived and Jefferson and I kissed them hello after not seeing them all summer.

Pretty soon people were itching to get the party started, and Jefferson, always the good host, knows just how to do that.

“The trick is to pick out the weak ones.”

He instinctively took mine and Mitzi’s arms and began leading us to the bedroom.

“Are they weak ones?” someone asked.
“No, just easy.”

I reluctantly followed, not entirely in the mood for a sex party at that moment in time. But I figured if I just followed along, I’d eventually get more into it.

I leaned against the wall, sipping my water, and watched as Jefferson and Mitzi undressed.

“Let’s get grandma undressed too,” he said coming over to me.
“Grandma?” I questioned.
“Cause of your sweater,” he said pulling it off me.

I let Jefferson peel my clothes and lead me by the bed.

Nate joined us and made out with Mitzi on the bed.

Jefferson kissed me, leaning me back on the bed with my head resting on Nate and Mitzi’s legs, and made his way to between my legs. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as Jefferson’s tongue flicked over my clit.

But I couldn’t focus. My mind kept wandering.

I felt a hand on my nipple and opened my eyes to see Mitzi’s hand reaching towards me.

I closed my eyes again and tried to keep my focus on Jefferson eating me out. I kept getting distracted by fleeting thoughts though, and couldn’t even get close to cumming. He stood up after a little bit and I wrapped my legs around his hips drawing him close to me. He plopped on top of me and we kissed a bit.

Nate had gotten naked and was fucking Mitzi in the meanwhile.

I eventually found myself alone with Nate. He was moaning as I worked my mouth on his cock. I sucked along the length of him, swirling my tongue along the sides and around the top.

“Oh man, that is incredible!” he exclaimed.
“Well, you know…” I blushed.

He grabbed a condom and had me climb on top of him. He held my hips firm as he pumped his cock into me. I grabbed his shoulders to steady myself. My head rolled back, my eyes closing, as I moaned loudly from his cock hitting that good spot.

Nate slowed his hips down a bit and I took over rocking my hips back and forth. Nate moaned and sweat started forming on his skin as we fucked harder.

He took control again, pulling my hair, hard, and fucking me, hard.

But I still couldn’t concentrate enough to cum.

Though that’s not to say I wasn’t enjoying it!

“Hey, think I could get more of that amazing blow job?” Nate asked me after a little bit.

He peeled off the condom and I laid between his legs, taking his cock in my mouth. He grunted and bucked his hips gently as I blew him with just the perfect amount of suction and adding good tongue work. I kept at it, giving him my best stuff until we decided to take a breather.

And boy did I need one.

I pull on my shirt and panties and head to the kitchen to refill my water, passing a naked Mimi on the way and a naked Jefferson and Mitzi on the couch.

I was tempted to dress and take a walk, but decided to just get a few minutes alone in the kitchen. When I could. Nate kept coming for me to bite me and pull my hair.

After a little bit longer, I was coaxed back into the bedroom.

Nate pulled my shirt and underwear back off and laid me down on the bed. He grabbed a condom and climbed on top me. He only fucked me for a few minutes before backing off.

I stayed where I was and watched Jefferson and Mimi at the bottom of the bed. He stood above her as she laid on the bed, insulting him.

That pushed my buttons.

“You’re not that big, I can barely even feel you,” she taunted him.
“Is that so?” he said as he started fucking her.
“Is that all you can do? That’s hardly anything.”

Oh God, I just wanted someone to shut her up!

Jefferson started fucking her faster.

“Oh Jefferson,” she sighed.

Ugh. My stomach immediately knotted. And my heart pained.

I needed to be having my own sex.

“Why is it there are four guys standing around the bed and I’m not being fucked right now?” I complained.

Jake offered himself up, but asked for a blow job first. I happily obliged getting on my knees between his legs. I took his rather large cock in my mouth and did my thing.

He moaned and complimented my skills making me giggle and blush.

“How do you want me to fuck you?” he asked when he was ready.
“Um, hard,” I said smiling.

I was finally getting in the mood.

I heard him grab for a condom before he positioned me on my knees, widthwise across the bed. He kneeled behind me and pushed into me. I groaned as the length (and girth!) of him filled me.

Jake fucked me hard from the beginning. I gripped the sheets, grunting and groaning as he shoved into me. He pushed my shoulders down into the mattress roughly.

He took a long stroke into me, hitting my cervix, making me jerk forward.

“I thought you said you wanted me to fuck you hard,” he said, pulling my hips back.

I cried out as he grabbed my hair, yanking my head back and whimpered as he continued to tug. I groaned as he shoved me back down.

Since I have such a weakness for being fucked doggy style, it wasn’t long before I was cumming. My first time for the night. I cried out loudly, arching my back, as my pussy spasmed around Jake’s cock.

“Wow, she’s really loud…but I probably shouldn’t say anything,” I heard Mimi say.

Psh, huh.

Jake kept fucking me just as hard and just as deep and soon I was cumming again.

And he fucked me still.

I know I’ve said it before, but I think it bears repeating: God I really love a good fucking from behind.

Jake flipped me around and started fucking me again, but for some reason it was hurting.

“Unh,” I moaned as he entered me.
”Is that a good ‘unh’ or a bad ‘unh?” he asked me.
“Bad one.”
“Is that better?” he asked, making shallower strokes.
I shook my head no.
“I’ll just fuck you from behind again, that was just too much fun.”

He fucked me some more until I begged for a break.

He laid down on the bed and started stroking his cock.

“Talk dirty to me.”

Um… I don’t talk dirty.

I blushed and giggled, “I don’t know how, I don’t talk like that!”
“Sure you can.”

I felt bad! Here the poor guy was, trying to get off, and I’m debating about whether I can talk dirty.

“Just tell me what you liked.”

With that as my inspiration, I whispered in his ear everything I liked about the events that just happened.

“I liked when you pulled my hair as you fucked me hard from behind…” I whispered. “And I liked when you pushed my shoulders down into the bed and slapped my ass…” I continued.

And with that, he soon came.

I was a little proud and amazed with myself with being able to talk like that! (Yes I write smut, but saying these kinds of things in public totally makes me turn all shades of red!)

Since there was a small break in the party, I’ll take the opportunity to take a break in the story, without coming up with a clever segue…

28 November 2006

Change of Mind

I woke up this morning and decided I didn't want the tattoo I saw to be my 2nd one. It was a very beautifully and uniquly done fairy that I really don't know how to adequately describe. It caught my eye when I first saw it in September, and I really did love it just as much seeing it again.

But I kind of have this rule that my tattoos should mean something to me, and not just be something pretty. But that's my rule. And that's only because I don't plan on covering my whole body with tattoos. If I were, then heck yeah I'd put pretty things on me!

But my passion kanji means a great deal to me because I think it's so important to have passion in your life and it's something I wish I had more of.

And I was going to keep this to myself to surprise Jefferson, but I just couldn't this time. I'm so much more excited about my 2nd tattoo!!

I got another one and I love it! It's perfect! And it has so much meaning and it's awesome.

It's cherry blossoms, symbols of female beauty and sexuality, among other things.

I'll post pictures once I'm back at school and have my camera.

OMG it hurt like a son of a bitch though! I was whining and cursing through most of it! And I'd dig my fingernails into my hand to distract from the tattoo pain and now I have a dozen marks in each hand!

I don't know if I could do it again, lol. It really hurt. It was up there next to a hard caning. But like and hour and a half caning. Cause that's about how long it took!

So, yeah. Yay!!

27 November 2006


The oil felt good on my skin as Callie rubbed it into my back and shoulders. It smelled good too and helped keep me in that haze.

My back started stinging though from the oil getting in my fresh cane marks.

"Jefferson, my back is stinging."
"Do you want me to wipe it off?"

He returned with a wet towel and cleaned off the oil from my back. My eyes closed in contentment and I sighed as the towel calmed my skin and Callie lightly massaged my scalp.

Jefferson sat on the floor by my head and we kissed sweetly as I was still recovering.

After a bit, Jefferson suggested it was time I fuck Mark.

“Oh, I thought you wanted me to fuck you tonight!” I joked.
“What?!” he squeaked. “You want to fuck me? I thought you never wanted to see me get fucked?” he stammered.
“I don’t. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to do it myself though.”

He looked like he was seriously contemplating it as I attached my smaller penis Mark had picked out.

Callie watched me closely, interested in how a harness worked.

“See, I learned a trick. I point the penis down because it rubs against the prostate for guys,” I told her as I adjusted my cock.
“Oh yeah?”
“Mmmhmm, and with girls, it can hit their g-spot if I leave it curved up.”

“You think about it. You can be after Mark if you want,” I offered to Jefferson.
“And get sloppy seconds?”
“My seconds are certainly never sloppy.”

I stepped into my harness and groaned when I realized the back of it would lie directly on my fresh welts. Callie helped me adjust it so it was right below them.

Mark and I lubed our selves, respectively and he turned on his knees at the edge of the bed for me. I stood on my tippy toes and slowly pushed into his ass, holding still and rubbing his back once I was all the way in.

Once he started moving around on me, I started gently fucking him. I held his hips lightly as I pumped mine. Mark moaned softly as I started fucking him faster.

I rubbed my hands over his back and shoulders.

The room was pretty quiet as people watched, but I was so focused on Mark, I never noticed what else anyone was doing.

Mark inched forward and I popped out of him. He turned on his back and smiled up at me as poised to re-enter. I squatted down and gently pushed myself in. I held on to his firm, muscular calves as I started fucking him again. My feet started sliding on Jefferson's new carpet, so I adjusted, taking a wider stance. They still slid no matter now I stood. I tucked my toes under the carpet and resumed fucking Mark.

Our eyes kept meeting and we'd smile and I'd giggle. And he has just the cutest dimples too, it's hard not to smile when you look at him!

Mark moaned and stroked his cock as I kept pumping mine in and out of his ass. He pulled me down close to him and kissed me. I adjusted my stance, pulling my legs together and gently moved inside him, as if making love. His fingers grazed my cheek as we kissed and he brushed my bangs out of my eyes.

My fucking slowed down to a stop and I adjusted to come out of him.

But I stayed in his arms, still kissing here and there and just relaxing.

The night winded down in to the early morning hours. People started heading home to get to bed for that work thing they do in the mornings. Not quite sure what that is...lol.

Jefferson got Callie more comfortable (Read: more naked) while Tyler and Mark made their acquaintances with her.

I sat (uncomfortably) snuggled next to Jefferson as I enjoyed the action going on on the bed.

Jefferson convinced Lolita to strip (despite the room being a bit chilly) and he provided the drum accompaniment as she slid off her pants and undies. He pulled her closer and slid his finger in her slit, opening it up and showing me her jewelry. He fingered herclit lightly, making a comment about how her jewelry clanks down there.

He sat up straighter and took Lolita's clit in his mouth. I watched her eyes close and her hands brace against the wall for support. I watched closely as Jefferson sucked and tongued herclit and listening to Lolita's moaning in response. She snorted even, and laughed. "That's when I'm really getting into it."

Jefferson relented, backing off her pussy. She dressed again (it really was chilly in there) and took her seat in a chair.

I stole a spot on the bed once a space cleared and Jefferson moved to make himself comfortable on Lolita.

Lolita on the other hand didn't seem so comfortable!

Jefferson had us switch places as he pushed me onto Lolita's lap. I tried to sit so I wasn't suffocating her.

Jefferson started playing roughly with my breasts and nipples, and instinctively I tried to push his hands away, but Lolita grabbed my wrists and held them firm by waist. Jefferson opened his nightstand and dug for a bottle of lube and coated most of his hand in it. He reached between my legs and shoved 2 fingers in my pussy.

I lifted a leg onto the bed to give him better access and started moaning and grunting as he went straight for my g-spot. His fingers fucked me hard hitting my g-spot and even deeper. I cried out noisely as he worked his fingers deep in me, cumming hard again and again very easily. He finally eased up and withdrew his fingers from my pussy. He went to go clean his hand and I just layed still sprawled on Lolita.

When I cought my breath and regained my composure, I moved to the bed.

The party was coming to an end and one by one the rest of the guests left until it was just Jefferson and me left in bed.

It was 3 AM and I was more than ready for bed.

Jefferson had to fill his stomach first.

After having a quick sandwhich, we retired to bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

I May Be Ready

So I'm really thinking of getting another tattoo. Gah! I just hope I didn't start a new addiction! Lol. I can't show a picture because it's something I saw in one of the books at the shop I went to for my first one.

But it was really cool and I've been thinking about it since I saw it in September, so that's saying something!

But I also really want to get my nose pierced. Like hardcore. So I'm thinking I'll go back to the place to get my nose done (as long as it's possible to have a little stud because of my job) and get a pricing on the tattoo I want.

Yeah. I like that.

Going Back

I'm not feeling the writing thing right now. I got out the story of the caning from the other week (the marks are still there, by the way) that I wanted to and although I really wanted to write about the really awesome time I had with Mark, I've lost the interest to write.

But I was going back through my archives the other day, just to upload them onto Adult Blog Hub and it was really interesting to see what was there! I've kinda forgotten some of my stories...

Like I Think I Love You.... I was re-reading that, and that was a freaking hot post! A freaking hot morning too. It's from back in May, so if you've never read back that far, check that one post out!

26 November 2006

Favorite Commercials

Not Much To Say

I have a lot on my mind, but don't have much to say really.

I guess I can just dish on the crushes I have on people at work. I work with this one girl, in my department, and OMG I think she's sooo cute. She's like a super sweet girl and she's just so darn pretty too!

Then there's the security guy who I've had the hots for since last year. I mean, he's a freaking marine too. He came one day in his uniform last year and I basically creamed myself. He's so fucking sexy I can't stand it!! I would get flustered counting my money last year if he was watching and I'd mess up my count. God he's really so hot. I'd just about do him in the middle of the store floor!! Lol. (Well, I am an exhibitionist too, lol.)

And then there's this other girl, but it's more like a friend crush. She's really cool. She's like a few years older than me and she was a art/art history major and she just graduated and we have a bunch in common. She's really cool. Oh, I said that, lol. And she has her nose pierced, just like I want! Yeah, but she's cool.

So I guess that's all for now...

24 November 2006

I Love My Mommy!!

Last night, I had left a note on the kitchen table just saying my sweet potatoes were gone to tell my mom since she would be up before me.

And I had fully intended on making another batch, or at least a half batch today when I got up.

But I found she already made it for me!!

I have the best mommy ever!!

23 November 2006

They're Gone!!

After digesting my meal from this afternoon, I was in the mood for a taste of my yummy sweet potatoes...but found them gone!!

I think my aunt and uncle took it by accident!!

I'm very upset. Very, very!!

I may just make another batch tomorrow.

Yeah, it's that good.

Thanksgiving Debate

As I'm making my sweet potato casserole, I'm measuring ingredients to make the oatmeal crumb topping.

"I need 4 tablespoons of butter," I tell my mom. "Is that a half a stick right there?" I say pointing to a stumpy section of butter.
"Let me see."

She pulls out another stick with the paper still on it.

"No, you need half."
"But that's not a quarter cup. A half a stick would be a quarter cup."
"No, look. "

The lines on the paper do say I need half of what's on the plate.

"Is this a stick of butter here?" I ask her.
"Yes, it's a cup."
"No, a stick of butter is 1/2 a cup."
"No, it's not."
"Yes it is."
"Take out a stick from the freezer and compare it."

I place the two next to each other. The frozen one is longer and skinnier.

"Oh, so this is a stick of butter! But look, 1 stick=half a cup=8 table spoons."
"Oh!" We laughed.
"But I do need half of this."

"It says I need to bake it 70-80 minutes. Is that a long time?"
"It's more than an hour," my mom says.
"I know it's more than an hour." Me, my mom, and step-dad laugh. "I just meant compared to other things."

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Tired Again

So I slept from about 6-9 tonight yet I'm feeling tired again already.

I'm not sure if it's the cold or my depression coming back, but man my life super sucks right now.

I'm having major roommmate issues and I'm being super obsessive-compulsive negative about so many things in life. I just feel so ready to cut off every single tie with every single person in my life for every possible reason under the sun.

Except for work. I really, really like my new job.

And that's all I'm thankful for this Thanksgiving. And I'll be even more thankful if they keep me after the holidays.

Freaking A.

22 November 2006

Dude, that's Awesome!

Dude, I totally wanna be one of these girls! (Preferably the one on the bottom!)

21 November 2006

10 Things I Love

Christmas Style!!

  1. Christmas!
  2. Christmas carols
  3. Thanksgiving lead up to Christmas (specifically sweet potato pie!)
  4. Decorating the tree
  5. Picking out presents
  6. Wrapping the presents
  7. Giving the presents
  8. And of course getting presents
  9. Christmas cookies!
  10. Christmas dinner!

I Couldn't Wait!!

I couldn't have possibly waited until December, and not even until after Thanksgiving!!

I broke out my Christmas music!! (Yes, I'm an extremly unconventional Jew).

And I pulled out the good stuff first. Harry Simeone Chorale. Even though it reminds me of my dad and I'm mad at him right now.

Oh yeah baby. Christmas season is just about here!! I'm so excited! I'll see about bringing my tree to the dorm and I have these pretty decorations for it. I got them last year when I was with my ex. I got gold and silver balls and then got this gold and silver ribbon that I wrap around the tree and have a bow at the top. It's soooo pretty!!! Yay Christmas!

And now I'm starting to think about what to do for presents!! So exciting! I already got my sister her's because I had an extra discount at work this year (meaning I could get something a bit nicer and still stay in the price range). I have to think of something for my parents next. And my niece and nephew too. But kids are easy to buy for. And then my friends. I love giving presents!

I just wonder if I'll have to do anything for my dad's side of the family though. If we're still not talking...

But yay for Christmas!!! And Christmas carols!!

19 November 2006

It Occured To Me...

It occured to me last week as I was being caned and getting to my threshold basically, that I didn't have a safe word.

I've never had a safeword.

I know to some people that would sound insane. But I guess I've always felt I never really played rough enough to warrant one.

I'd never felt the need to use one before either.

Whoever I've been with has always stopped before I got to that point or just stopped if I said it was enough.

But I was at the point at the end of my caning where I would have used a safe word if I had one. I could not have taken one more strike.

Luckily Jefferson listened to me because I don't know what I would have felt if he hadn't.

Yeah, that could have been bad.

Owie, it hurts :-(

This is a bad sick. Not a simple runny nose.

It hurts to swallow. It hurts when I rub my glands.

And my head has been fucking killing me. I literally thought it was going to explode. There was all this pressure pushing outwards from like every direction.

It was really hard being at work like this! I was miserable. My manager let me go a little early since I wasn't feeling so well and also because I stayed late last night.

It was getting really difficult to even talk to the customers.

I came straight home and stripped out of my work clothes and put on sweats and climbed into bed.

I didn't do a lot of sleeping. I just needed to keep my eyes closed and be horizontal to help my head.

But I did have this dream. And Jefferson was in it. And so was my (virgin) roommate, Leslie. It was strange. I went to Jefferson's when he wasn't there and then he came home and was sleeping on the couch and I woke him up and he was surprised to see me. Then he said he wanted to fuck and I said I didn't feel well and just wanted to cuddle. Then Leslie was there all of the sudden. Like behind Jefferson on the couch. And it was a little awkward to be talking about sex in front of her. And then I just sat in his lap since I'm wasn't feeling well.

He was also in a dream last night, though I don't remember it well. My body seemed to know already as I was sleeping that I was getting sick so I was taking cold medicine in the dream. And Jefferson was there at some point. But that's all I remember.

Strange. Dreams are interesting. Like how my body incorporates my cold (or whatever) into it. And I guess since I've been thinking about stuff with Jefferson lately that's why he showed up. Though I'm not sure why Leslie was there...

I'm feeling a little better though now. My head doesn't hurt so badly. I was in tears when I got home because of how much it hurt. But I took some Aleve and I guess the nap and resting helped. And I'm drinking my fluids now. I'd really like it if I woke up feeling better tomorrow because I have so much to do tomorrow.


I hate being so sick.

Shit, That Sucks

So I totally woke up with a sore throat this morning.

Not cool.

Doesn't my body remember already being sick this year?!

Bad immune system, bad!

18 November 2006

10 Things I Love

I love...

  1. Doggy style sex
  2. Masturbating
  3. Being tied up
  4. Going to the movies
  5. Movie theater popcorn
  6. Getting people presents
  7. Jewelry
  8. Brownies
  9. Skiing
  10. Paris


Shit, I just looked, and there are 9 movies out right now that I want to see.

Almost $10 a movie, there's no way I can afford to see all of them.

I should start dating. Just to get free movies. Hehehe.

I like that idea.

But, uh, I dunno if I could go see Happy Feet on a date (and expect a 2nd at least, lol). And that's the one I wanna see more than any.

17 November 2006


Yes, I broke order of events! This is actually from this week even though I still haven't written about things from October! I dunno, feels kinda good though, lol.

“Let’s go back to the other room,” Nate suggested after looking at the 4 person pile up already on Jefferson’s bed.

“You know, I’ve never had sex in this room,” I realized.
“Yep. Though there was some foreplay on the futon,” I said, giggling at my alliteration.

Bugs and I stood in front of Nate as he kissed us and held our hair firmly in his grasp.

I think Bugs went off by her friend Callie for a bit because soon Nate and I were naked on the futon. He laid down and directed me towards his cock which was already hard as I took it in my mouth. He moaned as I sucked him and after a little bit I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper.

Nate grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up and got behind me as he pushed my shoulders down to the bed. I moaned as he pushed into me and my volume only increased as he continued to fuck me from behind.

I have a serious weakness for doggy style sex. Like woah.

I heard moans from the other room mix in with my own.

“Wait, wait, my head’s hitting the wall,” I laughed, scooting back a bit and adjusting the pillows.

Nate resumed fucking me and soon I was crying out even louder as I came.

He pulled out and positioned me next to him as Bugs joined us on the futon. They kissed as I sucked Nate’s cock some more. He tugged on my hair and pulled me back up to him to kiss him.

I suddenly sensed more bodies in the room. Well, that and the hand rubbing my thigh gave it away. I saw Tyler’s blue fingernails even in dark, so immediately knew it was him. His fingers found my nipple and gently started squeezing it.

“How hard is too hard?” he asked me.
“Um, I’ll let you know.”
“Ok,” he laughed.

I heard groaning and the sound of the leather hitting skin coming from Jefferson’s room and was curious what was going on.

But I was busy.

Thomas kneeled on the bed and guided my legs open and started fingering my clit.

Nate flipped onto Bugs and started fucking her.

Thomas leaned down and started eating me out. I was in heaven as Tyler pinched and squeezed my nipples as Thomas ate me out.

And he never got too hard.

They both backed off leaving me to catch my breath.

“Wow, that’s pretty impressive,” Tyler said to me. I just shrugged my shoulders and grinned.

We moved to the other room to see the action in there but found it was over already.

Emilee laid face down on the bed and I admired her reddened and striped ass.

For a moment I was acutely aware I was completely naked in a well lit and crowded room, but immediately pushed the thought out of my mind.

I sat on the edge of the bed, joining in on the rest of the conversation.

Mark mentioned wanting a snack and Jefferson offered up some Divinity.

“What’s Divinity?” we all wondered.
“You’ve never heard of Divinity? Well it’s this Southern treat I guess. It’s kinda like frosting,” Jefferson explained to us. “I have a whole bunch. Let me go get one.”

He ran to the kitchen and returned with a packed treat that looked like meringue with a pecan in the middle.

Jefferson laid me flat placing the dessert on my stomach, offering it up for people to taste.

“And I promise there’s no fish in it,” alluding to women sometimes acting as tables in some Japanese restaurants.

Mark went to try it first.

He kneeled down and took a bite making me giggle a little from being tickled.

He looked contemplative as he ate it.

“It really is like frosting!”

More people followed to try it after Mark’s approval.

Callie went to try it next.

“Ah ah, no hands! You have to eat it off of her,” Jefferson said.
“Oh ok, um…” she said as she tried to figure out how to go about it.

I giggled slightly again as she took her bite.

I was curious now and grabbed it to take a bite.

It was strange. It was like baked frosting. You bit into it and then it melted on your tongue like frosting does.

“Don’t like it?” Jefferson asked.
“No, it’s ok. It’s totally like frosting. I don’t know how someone could eat the whole thing!” I commented.
“I think it would be better to place it lower south,” Tyler suggested.
“Good point,” Jefferson agreed moving the piece closer to my pussy.

Then he smushed it and rubbed it all over my stomach.

“Aww man!”

Lolita took a taste too and smirked as I started giggling as she licked some crumbs up. Jefferson jumped on the opportunity and started licking and nibbling on my stomach making me giggle hysterically. I heard some people giggle as I squirmed and squealed underneath Jefferson.

When it got too much I tried to push him away but he held my arms back and gave my stomach a hard smack.

I whimpered but was muted as Jefferson fed me more of the divinity.

He tickled me more as he ate up the last of the crumbs and kept slapping me as I tried to wiggle away. He moved a hand to my breasts and squeezed and twisted them as the other held my hands above my head. He slapped my breasts hard too.

I moaned and whimpered more as he flicked and pinched my nipples. I hate when he flicks my nipples. I can take a lot of pain on them, but for some reason I can’t take that.

My head started reclining further off the bed as I wiggled underneath Jefferson’s rough fondling.

But I was in bliss as I started sinking into sub space.

Jefferson had to help someone with something for a second and asked Tyler to take over.

“You’ll just need hold her arms,” Jefferson suggested.
“Oh I don’t think so. You’ll keep your arms back, right?” he said to me.
I nodded my head, complying with basically an order.

Tyler worked his fingers over my nipples again making me grunt and cry out.

“Keep your arms back,” he’d order pushing them back when I’d try to cover myself.

“Are you still with me?” he asked, checking in.

I nodded my head yes.

He pinched me even harder.

Jefferson came back and stood behind me to hold my arms. With my head hanging off the bed, his cock ended up lining up perfectly with my mouth and I instinctively started sucking on it.

“I hadn’t even thought of that.” Jefferson said.

But he didn’t stand still for long as he went and grabbed some rope.

He started to bind my wrists when he stopped to ask Lolita for some help.

“What are you doing there?” Lolita asked.
“I was going to just tie them together.”
“I would just use one rope,” I offered.
“Just one?” he said trying it out.
“Here, I’ll show you,” she said.

I offered my wrists to her as she wove the rope around them.

“Does that feel ok?”
“Yeah,” I nodded.
“Is she a brat?” she inquired.
“Who, this one? Nah, she’s a sweet sub.”

She sounded doubtful.

“But she won’t go untying it with her teeth?”
“Oh, no,” Jefferson said and I shook my head in agreement.

“Lolita taught me some stuff,” Jefferson said as he pinched my nipples. “I learned new tricks. Turn over.”

I struggled as I turned over but managed onto my stomach.

“I like a high ass,” Jefferson ordered me.

I tucked my knees under me as Jefferson said to do.

He started slapping my ass, warming it up. I moaned softly and flinched a little as his hand stung my ass.

He grabbed the slapper and started showing me what he learned.

“See, I can do it lighter,” he said, demonstrating a gentle strike.

“And lower,” he said hitting me lower on my ass, a little bit harder.

Jefferson started hitting me harder making me moan and jump. He caught me hard on the side and I yelled out falling to my side.

“Yeah, that looked like it hurt,” Lolita said.

I returned to my knees once I recovered and he resumed again until he had Lolita take over.

Lolita traded the slapper for the braided cat. I sighed in pleasure as she worked the cat gently over my ass and back.

I started moaning louder as she worked it harder.

I cried out with each stroke and I felt my skin starting to dampen.

“Why are you being so loud? I’m not hitting you too hard, am I?”
“No!” I cried out.
“Do you like me whipping you?”
“Yes,” I said nodding my head.
“What was that?”
“Yes, I like it!” I said louder.

“You can cane her too,” Jefferson suggested to Lolita.
“Yeah, she’s nice and warmed up now.”

She picked up Jefferson’s cane and started tapping my ass lightly. I winced and groaned as she hit my ass with harder strokes.

The cane landed across the back of my thighs making me yell and fall flat on my stomach.

“Ooh, that area wasn’t warmed up,” Lolita said.

No, no it wasn’t.

With so many people in the room, there was plenty of chatter, making it harder for me to stay in subspace. Jefferson was trying to tell a story, but couldn’t get very far past the beginning. With my frustration from the distraction growing, I snapped at Jefferson.

“Would you get on with the story already!”


I screamed as Lolita got me right on the sweet spot where my ass meets the top of my legs.

God, the neighbors definitely could have heard that scream.

“She was being disrespectful to Jefferson,” she stated matter of factly as I still whimpered all coiled up.
“Get back up on your knees Avah,” Jefferson ordered me.
“It’s ok, let her recover.”

I eventually rolled back onto my stomach once the intense stinging died down.

“Don’t you want her on her knees?” Jefferson asked.
“No, this works too because gravity works in my favor,” she said starting to tap the cane on my ass again.

My body shook in fear. She gave me a few more medium strokes before Jefferson asked to take over.

“Look how nice and straight those lines are,” Jefferson admired. “Definitely the work of a pro.”

Jefferson tapped me lightly a few times before taking a killer (and crooked) strike at the very top of my ass.

Oh shit I screamed.

I was nearly in tears.

“That’s a tough spot,” Lolita said, sympathizing.

When I was ready and straightened out again Jefferson took another equally as hard strike crossing his last one vertically. I screamed even louder. I thought Jefferson might be winding up to get me on the other side, but I couldn’t.

My legs were bent up to protect my ass from another stroke and Jefferson was fighting to put them back down.

“No, no, no, Jefferson! Jefferson!” I cried. “Please…don’t.”

He put down the cane and lightly rubbed my leg.

I was still curled up, my body soaked in sweat, and I was sobbing as my back still throbbed. I grabbed Jefferson with my leg (my hands still being bound in front of me) and pulled him closer to me.

“Come here,” I pleaded.

He sat on the bed and took me in his arms, kissing me. Soon my body started to calm down and stopped shaking.

“I think I’m covered in juices,” someone said removing their foot from underneath me.
“No, that’s sweat.”

Funny thing is I’m not a big sweater. Not really during sex, when I exercise, or even when it’s hot (arm pits excluded in this). But when I’m getting and intense whipping or caning, my whole body gets damp.

“Oh my God it still hurts,” I was moaning minutes later.
“Callie, would you mind giving Avah a massage?” Jefferson asked.
“No, not at all. Is there any area you want me to concentrate on or avoid?” she asked me.
“My ass, avoid my ass,” I mumbled into the bed.
“Avoid your ass? Oh, well, yeah.”

Jefferson handed her some massage oil and I sighed in relief as her hands worked gently over my skin.

I did a search and found a recipe for Divinity if anyone’s interested in making the candy themselves! Enjoy!

16 November 2006

Does Anyone Else Agree?

I don't know why I'm still awake. I'm kinda forcing myself at this point...

But, does anyone else agree that TimeLife puts together some really good music collections?

Like, you ever watch the comercials and love like every song in one of their collections?

I'm watching the Classic Soul one and there are like really good songs on it! And my dad has a collection where the name is escaping me, but some sort of story telling ballads. Really the TimeLife music collections are totally awesome.

I'm always totally tempted to get one. Cause it would save a hell of a lot of time downloading all that!

Plus, you can like return them within 30 days- uh hello burning them!!

So, yeah. That's a random thought for you all tonight, lol.

(I also think that if there are 144 songs on these collections, I don't wanna be hearing any repeats on the commercials! For real!)

Dumb People Piss Me Off

Dumb Boy: hey whats up
Me: not much, you?
Dumb Boy: chillin
Dumb Boy: so any fun times
Dumb Boy: how is lexi
Dumb Boy: and jefferson
Me: you mean mitzi?
Dumb Boy: no Lexi?
Me: there is a lexi, also known as emma...
Dumb Boy: yea maybe thats her her blog is elexi something
Me: yeah, exlexus exposed
Me: elexus
Dumb Boy: thats the one
Me: i haven't seen her since august- she started grad school this fall, so she's pretty busy now
Dumb Boy: ohh well your as busy as you want to be
Me: i never saw her a whole lot anyways
Dumb Boy: really well anyway how are you and jefferson
Me: we're good
Dumb Boy: thats good
Dumb Boy: did he smartin up and start to date you yet
Me: what do you consider dating?
Me: we love each other and have sex- isn't that kinda dating?
Dumb Boy: ohh yea def
Dumb Boy: thats good i'm happy for the two of you
Me: thanks
Dumb Boy: your welcome
Dumb Boy: any parties lately
Me: not since october
Dumb Boy: just taken it easy
Me: they're once a month, the next one's coming up soon
Dumb Boy: ohh ok
Dumb Boy: you two should just get married
Me: why would you say that?
Dumb Boy: cause you will always pit every guy against him so really no guy has a chance
Dumb Boy: and he obviously likes you
Dumb Boy: so just get it over with
Me: what, are you jealous or something?
Dumb Boy: no i never get jealous
Me: well you sound it
Me: and he and i would never get married
Me: for dozens of reasons
Dumb Boy: ohh
Dumb Boy: well thats my perception
Me: and he's not the only guy i pit guys up against either
Dumb Boy: ohh well i dont know any other guys you know
Me: i compare guys i date to my brothers too
Dumb Boy: ohh well that doesn't count
Me: cause they're wonderful husbands and fathers, so any man i marry has to be as good as them
Dumb Boy: well thats you

Does that really need any explaination??

But I Really Wanna!!

So, yeah, I'm struggling with an inner conflict over the fact I really wanna write about last night except I totally hate the idea of breaking chronology.

I'm in the middle of writing about the orgy where I had all this really hot sex.

And then I still want to write about these times I had some hot sex with Jefferson.

And then there's the story that involves my strap-on, whips, and a video camera.

And then there was last night. Hot sex, of course. And then there was the awesome whipping and caning from Jefferson and Lolita! (She's an expert! Though both made me scream equally as loud.)

So yeah, I'm struggling with whether or not to break order of events...

14 November 2006

Perhaps I Overreacted

I suppose I overreacted to the mean spirited comments about my blog.

I was still reeling from the exhausting blow up with my roommate and took her comments a little too close to heart.

Pff. I know my blog is awesome. And not just because you all tell me so. My blog is awesome because it's exactly the way I want it. I designed the template the way I want it and I fill it with things that I like: my stories, my personal stuff, comics, and now the 10 Things I Love.

Mitzi said it best when she reminded me of the quote "I wouldn't want to be a part of any group that doesn't want me as a member."

If people aren't going to extend me any common courtesty, then I won't feel compelled to do the same any longer.

So yeah, I'll continue blogging. And I'll keep writing about how much I love Jefferson or ranting about things that piss me off or whatever else I choose to post.

So mean people, all over, can just kiss it!

13 November 2006

Who Takes Objection To?

Minor gramatical errors?

Or small, sometimes undectable, spelling errors?

Does it detract from your reading experience?

I probably could spend more time proofreading, but I figure when I spend days writing a post, I'd rather just get it up. And that most people won't care, or notice, if I accidentally write "mastrubation" instead of "masturbation."

Oops, gotta be careful though. Don't wanna sound like I have the "whinging tone of a teenager."

People fucking suck. Everyone.

I think I had the right idea in high school when I said I wanted to live as a hermit. Avoiding all contact with people.

Shit, yeah.

Fucking bitches. Roommates flipping tables, high and mighty bloggers being all haughty-taughty.

They all win though. I can't fight anymore.

I'm moving out.

And I'm done with blogging.

Too. Much. Drama.

12 November 2006


And now Moulin Rouge is on!!

I'm in musical heaven!!


First Wizard of Oz was on last night and now Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella is on tonight!

I do wish they'd make more movie musicals! (Though not necessarily musicals into movies...)

A Lovely night, a lovely night
A finer night you know you'll never see
You meet your prince, a charming prince
As charming as a prince will ever be.
The stars in a hazy heaven
tremble above you
While he is whispering:
"Darling I Love you"
You say goodbye, away you fly
but on your lips you keep a kiss
All your life you'll dream of this
Lovely, lovely night.

New Favorite Song

I'm Feeling You by Michelle Branch

Sometimes, I imagine the world without you
But most times, I’m just so happy that I ever found you
It’s a complicated web, that you weave inside my head
So much pleasure with such pain
Hope we always, always stay the same

I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind
And you save me in the knick of time
I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows
‘Cause at least I feel alive
I’ve never faced so many emotional days
But my life is good
I’m feelin’ you
I’m feelin’ you

You go, and then I can finally breathe in
‘Cause baby I know, in the end you’re never leavin’
Well we’re rarely ever sane, I drive you crazy and you do the same
But your fire fills my soul
And it warms me up like no one knows

'Cause I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind
And you save me in the knick of time
I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows
‘Cause at least I feel alive
I’ve never faced so many emotional days
But my life is good
I’m feelin’ you
I’m feelin’ you

[guitar solo]

I’m feelin’ the way you cross my mind
And you save me in the knick of time
I’m ridin’ the highs, I’m diggin’ the lows
‘Cause at least I feel alive
I’ve never faced so many emotional days
I'm feelin' you
I'm feelin' you
I'm feelin' you
Oh I'm feelin' you

Oh I’m feelin’ the way that you cross my mind
And the way that you save me in the knick of time
Oh I’m feelin’ the way when you walk on by
I feel light, I feel love, I feel butterflies
I feel butterflies

10 Things I Love

I love...

1. When Jefferson bites me
2. The bruises left behind from Jefferson
3. When Jefferson holds my wrists down as he fucks me
4. When Jefferson closes his hand over my throat as he fucks me
5. How Jefferson makes me cum from fucking my ass
6. When Jefferson tells me he loves me
7. Walking to the subway and holding hands with Jefferson at the end of the day
8. When Jefferson grabs my hair as he fucks me
9. Talking about art with Jefferson (it's not always about sex!)
10. Fucking Jefferson into dusk so he's silhouetted against the light

(There is a reason I made it all Jefferson specific...)

Get Around the Ban

I was reading my stats, and noticed a visit from http://www.pkblogs.com/designingintimacy

Turns out, pkblogs.com is a site created for people who live in countries that block certain internet sites (like China, Iran, etc...).

I just think that's awesome people created that site to help bypass the censorship.

Pass it around and we can all make sure our blogs can be read from everywhere!

I Know, I know

I haven't written a story in awhile, or really anything too substantial.

I was working on a paper last week, but now I'm working on a new painting. Like, an actual real painting. With architecture and trees and shit. With detail and all this stuff that's going to take me more than a day to complete!! It already has!

But like I told Jefferson, I think that if I pull this off, it shall be my greatest painting to date. (I'm keeping my fingers crossed!)

I'll try and keep writing when I can! I have a story started and maybe I can try and finish it this weekend... So keep with me guys!

11 November 2006

All the Women Know...

They all know what I mean when I say


'Nuf said.

10 November 2006


I freaking stink!! Of sex :-D

And I'm exhauted.

But I gotta go buy shoes!

09 November 2006

Going Crazy

Oh my fucking God. I feel like I'm freaking going crazy!

Like losing my mind gone!!

My roommates are pissing me off so easily and I'm getting beyond normally furious over stupid little things.

Like tonight. I'm super tired and forcing myself to stay awake until like midnight so I can hopefully get back on a normal sleeping schedule, so I'm more cranky. But I watch Grey's Anatomy every time. And unfortunately they switched it to Thursdays. (I now have nothing to watch at 10PM on Sundays). And Noelle wanted to watch the OC and can't watch it in her room since her roommate tapes Greys Anatomy since she's in class. I really didn't want to watch Greys in my room since I can't see the TV from my bed and didn't wanna just be sitting uncomfortably in my hard desk chair. And especially since I was in the middle of starting a new painting. And then Noelle was saying how this OC thing was gonna become a Thursday night thing. No, no friend. She and Leslie (my other roommate who was downstairs watching) haven't watched it like at all, and now they're gonna start? The two of them can watch it in mine and Leslie's room! Shit!

But I was extremely cranky so overreacted and ended up just leaving. And I went to go pick up my Wellbutrin (that ended up not being called in, damn Dr.)

When I came back, everyone was gone.

But I was still pissed.

I had to purge because I was so mad and agitated it was all I knew how to make it go away (better than cutting- no scars).

I might just have to start going home more often for now. Which sucks now that I'm finally starting work and it's a dumb ass commute. But I can't take living with people right now. I just want to be by myself like 80% of the time and I'm really only by myself like 20% of the time. Gotta switch that around.

Yeah, I'll probably just go home more now. That way I can paint and draw in peace, watch the TV shows I wanna, not have to smell a yucky hampster all the time and not have to deal with sleeping on a bunk bed in a triple.

(When you're depressed, even the little things in life are magnified to total suckification, just so you don't think I'm being ridiculous).

And now all my roommates are out, and it's awesome. The whole place to myself, at least for a little while, and I love it!!

God, I still would like a freaking Xanax or something.

08 November 2006


So, I went to see my new doctor again today and we decided to try Wellbutrin XL. Awesome since a)I've never tried it, so I'm not totally skeptical it won't work; b) it lists weight loss as a side effect (score!); and c) it doesn't affect sex drive, not negatively at least!

From what I read, it seems to make you hornier!! Lol. Well that's just great! I'm already freaking hornier than the average person. I'm gonna be humping everything in site now probably! Lol.

I start tomorrow, so I'll make sure to keep you updated on if it really does make you hornier...


I'm also a little cranky because I can't eat right now since it hurts to open my jaw very wide.

Oh Avah is not having a good day so far! And I've only been up for 45 minutes!! Shit.

More Horoscope Fun

"Your heart is beating a little extra quickly today, so don't be too surprised if you start screaming or bawling at the slightest provocation. It might kick-start something really good for you."

I woke up this morning pissed off. Well, this afternoon.

Noelle comes barging in my room "Jamie says you have another ticket."


"I dunno, she told me to tell you."
"What, was it on my car?"
"I dunno."

"Well, I have the one from Monday."
"She got an e-mail and says to pay it cause she's registering for classes tomorrow."

"Ugh, tell her to forward me the e-mail and stop using you as a messenger." (Cause I was getting mad at the messenger!)

I fucking hate living in the apartment now. We pretty much all do.

Then the picky one (I don't feel like coming up with names for everyone right now) comes in and is like "I just wanted to let you know I put your coat on the couch cause it was on my hanger."

Um...can't you just use a different hanger?? Does it really fucking matter??? And the only reason I hung it up was so I didn't hear bitching about it being on the couch or something!

Motherfucker I could really just go for a Xanax right now.

I hate being in a triple, and I have having the bunk bed, and I don't know if I can do it for a whole year now that I'm post-poning my trip to France until the Fall!

I cannot deal with living with 4 other people anymore. It's too much. Always having to be careful of everything you do so you don't annoy or piss somone off.

Ugh, I'm just so annoyed and anxious I don't even know what to do with myself. Seriously.


Noelle: Happy people piss me off. Besisdes, fucked up people are more interesting...

07 November 2006

Gah! Dentist!

So lately I've had a tooth ache that's been on and off bothersome for the past few months. I'd wake up with a dull ache some mornings in my jaw but it'd go away by breakfast.

For the past week and a half or two weeks, it's been hurting almost every day, even to the point where I've needed to take Advil. And I was hesitant to go to the dentist because I was worried I'd have to get a root canal since the pain was so far down.

But of course I didn't want it to get worse. And I made the appointment, luckily enough on election day, so I could kill 2 birds (3 if you include laundry) with one trip home.

So I'm sitting in the chair and he's poking around to see what hurts, doing the awfulness with the air puffs and settled on an x-ray to see what was going on. He also gave me some novicane to help with the pain and incase he needed to do any work.

Well the x-ray came back and there was a big dark spot down by the root of my tooth. And absess. Ugh.

So he drilled a hole in my filling and basically performed a root canal, inserting these long bristly things down into my tooth, down to the root and cleaning out the absess. Also meaning it was releaving the pressure. Once it was all clean he added a little medicine to stop the bacteria growth and put a temporary filling back in. I have my script for penicillin now and I have to go back for the 2nd half of the procedure.

I'm just waiting for the numbness to go away so I can chew and swallow again cause I'm hungry!!

God I really do hate going to the dentist!

For Jefferson, my Hot Southern Boy

But I Also Like Cleaning and Sucking Cock!

Hot southern girl #1: So, before I came up here my mom is like, "Be very careful around those northern boys, they think all southern girls just love to cook and fuck."
Hot southern girl #2: Oh my gosh, are you serious? They think that? That's so messed up!
Hot southern girl #1: I know!
Hot southern girl #2: But I really do love to cook... And fuck.
Hot southern girl #1: I know... Me too.

--Union Square Cafe

Overheard by: Moving South

via Overheard in New York, Nov 7, 2006


It's 1:30 and I think I'm actually ready for bed! Awesome!

Maybe now I can finally get on a normal sleeping schedule again!


10 Things I Love

I love...

  1. Cinnamon toast
  2. The sound Jefferson makes when I cum
  3. The sound Jefferson makes when he cums
  4. The way Jefferson kisses my face
  5. The way my dog looks at me
  6. A good orgasm
  7. Down ____(comforter, pillows, etc)
  8. Hot showers
  9. Sleeping in
  10. Getting my hair washed

06 November 2006


So I finally settled into watch the past bunch of episodes of Nip/Tuck only to find the last 2 episodes saved!! I guess my DVR system doesn't keep them recorded for that long, so now I've missed like 4 or 5 episodes!! And I'm completely lost!!

Damn it!

10 Things I Love

For those days when it's an effort for me to do anything but sit around in my PJs, I'm going to be able to look at my lists I'll create of 10 things I love...

  1. VFW breakfasts and church dinners
  2. Pumpkin picking and hayrides
  3. Eating bacon with Jefferson
  4. Cuddling with my kitties
  5. Painting
  6. Driving my stick shift on windy roads with the windows down, the sun roof open, and Beck's E-pro blasting on the stereo (or other equally good song)
  7. Sitting on the beach
  8. Watching funny movies
  9. Kissing girls
  10. Kissing boys

Thought I'd Write Something

So, except for my fun Friday night, I've had a pretty blah weekend. Didn't do much other than babysit.

I didn't even paint! And I barely wrote anything for my next story... just a few paragraphs.

I think it maybe because my sleeping is so off. I've become very nocturnal. I'm up until 3 most nights (5 am and 4am the last 2!) And sleep til noon or later when possible! Not good.

Especially since I start my job this weekend and I'm going to have to get used to waking up at like 9 on mornings when I work (which, thankfully isn't every day!)

Last week when I went to Jefferson in the morning, I felt like a walking zombie having to get up before 9! And I crashed for 3 hours as soon as I walked back into my room.

But I just made a dentist appointment for my toothache and was lucky enough to get in tomorrow. Which is very convenient because I wanted to go home and do laundry (I'm all out of my favorite underwear) and vote!

I have no idea who the democrat canidate is though, cause all the campaign ads on TV are all so vile. Especially the CT ones!! (Not sure why I'm getting those in NJ though...)

Make sure you all vote tomorrow!! Well, at least all the democrats. Lol. Republicans, there's a huge Voting Day Sale at Macy's! Go shop! Since you love to spend money so much...

Ok, ok, enough politics. Especially since I don't know too much.

Next on my list is to get my car looked at since the engine light when on the other day. Oh, and get my oil changed.

And also get some work clothes. I need a blazer and some dressy shoes.

So much to do! Too much for a depressed person!

But tonight I'll relax. Head home and watch some of my TiVoed Nip/Tuck episodes, maybe work on my daisy painting some more (I want to touch up the petals a little and add some more shading...)

I could go for a nap right now. (I woke up at noon, but fell asleep around 4)

Ok bubalas, I might just go close my eyes for a little bit since the brat (the kid I babysit for) is sleeping too...

04 November 2006

Keep Your Ears to the Ground

I'm too tired to write about it now...

But boy do I have a story to tell!

My strap-on, my floggers, and a video camera...

03 November 2006

Oh I Definately Felt a Tingle Down Below

Somebody Up There Loves Me

So, this morning I checked in on my bank account as I do every few days and just found myself $250 richer with some random-ass refund from my school. Apparently they over charged me for my housing...awesome!!

Now I don't have to be so paranoid about money running out before my first paycheck at my job! Woohoo!!


I'm not the best at taking photos of my pictures, but you get the general idea...

02 November 2006

Post Secret

I didn't send this in, but I totally feel the same way sometimes!


1st endeavor outside of my abstract paintings (of which a small sample is now hanging on Jefferson's wall):

The bigger one, a success, I think:

Next to do, a Gerbera daisy, my favorite flower:

I did a preliminary sketch and mixed the basic color (though struggling to match that orange, so it might be a pink flower) and ready to start tomorrow! Woo!

01 November 2006

Quote from my Roommate, Noelle

(She sent this to me)

Sex is more than an act of pleasure, it’s the ability to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, so comfortable that it’s almost breathtaking to the point you feel you can’t take it. And at this moment you’re a apart of them.