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Persephone has returned!
3/24/2011 9:41 pm |
You all must be wondering where in the f*ck did she go to? Honestly no where nearly as fun as Hades' Underworld and no men kidnapped me although if it were all in fun that sounds like an entertaining evening  Who wouldn't wanna play a little helpless Persephone to someone's big bad Hades? (fyi I DO know that I've used the Persephone myth before but dangit it's jut too convenient people)Anyway that was not the point of my little post. Mostly the point of this is to apologize and to give my very legitimate excuse and maybe even catch y'all up on my life and hopefully force a few of y'all to be my friends again as well. So here's the beginning of my very own epoch (it's not in verse to spare your ears. you're welcome). So here's the deal, I'm going to try and tell this so that it sounds less like one of the "sponsor this kid for only $1 a day" ads and more like what the hell happened since I last talked to you guys but no promises okay? The last guy you heard about was a dom I was talking to. Well apparently that didn't last long because I can't even remember him...so for the sake of continuity I'm just going to tell you the story as I remember is which is honestly probably not 100% the way it happened, at least not on the boys front. Okay there was the nilla boy who dumped me (after we'd been naked together but before sex) because he figured out three months in he just couldn't see a relationship forming. Then there was the player who I fell for WAY too fast and then found out had slept with 31 girls and was only looking to make me #32 (what's sad is he was all for a little spank and tickle but nooo he had to be a dick too). Just for the record I figured it out before I became #32. Since then there have really only been guys I email and get annoyed with. No one who actually wants to date me or whom I actually want to date. the boy front is pretty pathetic at this point. Now for the actually epoch part of my life. I have a brain tumor. That is not a joke. I always knew there was something that made me so weird now I know what it is: tumor pushing on random bits in my brain (that was my stab at morose humor did it work?) Okay to be 100% honest they're only 99% sure I have one. No test were done but they were done on my sister and they came back positive and then they told me that because this type of tumor was genetic and because I had the same symptoms I probably had it too but could not get the pills to deal with the side effects until they could scan me which would cost $700 with insurance. Just to put everyone at ease the tumor in my sister isn't growing it's just being annoying and pressing on her petuitery gland (does anyone know how to actually spell that because I'm so wrong spellcheck can't help me). Because it's not growing they're just going to leave it and give her pills to replace what she's missing from her inactive petuitery gland. So I'm not dying but I am royally messed up if that's any consolation. Also since you last talked to me my aunt had a heart attack related to her dialysis meds, my grandma's cancer returned, I moved in with my best friend to keep her dad's house since he died from two heart attacks and a stroke and I got a new puppy who is cute and white and fluffy and who I will call Cerberus (I think it's fitting with the Persephone/Hades theme). See how I ended that on a happy note? I think it helped lighten the mood don't you? Know what would really lighten the mood? My very own Master/Dom I'm not picky at this point. It's just a suggestion  Oh and on other impressively awesome myth related things I am addicted to Spartacus Blood and Sand. SOOO many pretty naked men and SOO many pretty naked slave girls and so much blood and violence and sex and ancient Rome-y goodness. You should watch and thank me after you'd had that special time with your vibrating friend...also wash your hands after it's making your keyboard smell funny. |
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6/14/2011 7:40 am |
if only you weren't all the way down in Fayetville, i'd be your dom
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