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Jun 24, 2005 4:21 pm
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So I did sit down and have a long talk with the person I was griping about earlier. We kind of approached it diplomatically and it sorted out. Not the greatest ending for him, but its over.
On the other hand, when I'm finally feeling chipper... its occurs to me that today is Friday. Friday was my limit for waiting on the call for the third interview for the Harley-Davidson job. Its been over a week (as of my post on the 16th). It took them about a week to get a hold of me from the first to second interview. So am I over-reacting for being depressed that I haven't heard from them yet?
I mean, did I say something wrong? *sigh*
On a side note: Damn you and thank you Needleay. Ya had to!!
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Browse by location?
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Jun 24, 2005 6:25 am
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Uh... when did that happen? I love surprise new features from alt. All kinds of new things to discover *sigh*. But of course, now I can't send winks or emails. The bastards.
So I am a little bummed out today. I've been looking into a situation, that's kind of hard to explain. But it involves one of my friends... kind of acquaintances being pretty unethical. I don't trust him, I haven't trusted him for a while because he's shady and pulls this kind of shit often.
I don't know the person who reported their suspicions to me, but everyone who knows him tells me he's a very trustworthy person.
So its his word vs his word. I don't really have enough proof that the person I know did anything deliberately wrong, but he's consistently pulled shit like this. Grrr.
Don't mind me, I'm just ranting.
Either way, my white deaf fluffy devil cat woke me up by screaming in my ear at about 5:30 this morning. My husband didn't get up on time, because he didn't have to into work until later... right? Great, the cat was expecting him to be up. So who does he complain to? Not only that, the minute i move like I'm awake the other two jump on the bed and want attention. So rather than spoil his sleeping in morning, I go play with them. And then log on the computer to deal with the crap above. Ah well.
So I've decided to ramble a bit, because apparently I made insightful comments or something like that (thank you all of you who responded) and there's no way I could do something like that  . That's too smart.
Have a nice and pleasant day everyone, and remember to tell someone you love them.
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What I've learned
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Jun 22, 2005 10:59 am
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Ok so some of you know why I'm here. My husband and I want to know more, so that we can incorporate stuff into our lives. Mostly, this blog has been an outlet for me, or just a distraction. I don't post every day anymore, because lately I've been frustrated and not wanted anywhere near the computer.
So far I've spoken to a lot of folks in the chat rooms, read a lot of blogs, and even gotten a few website recommendations from people. I've spent a *lot* of time working on all of this, and enjoying it quite a bit. So what have I learned?
1) No matter who tells you what, the "correct" way to be a dom/sub couple (whether married or just scening or 24/7) is the way you decide it. There are traditional approaches, kinks in the path, forks in the road and whatever else, and none of that matters unless you are both happy.
2) Generally, a submissive (from the D/S definition excluding B/D and S/M) wants to please his/her dominant and allows the dominant to 'control' him/her in order to facilitate this. In truth, they should both be pleasing each other. Again, generally, a dominant wants to please the submissive, but finds pleasure in the trust and release of 'control' rather than finding pleasure in letting go.
3) D/S doesn't necessarily mean sex. Often it leads to it, but it seems those who live 24/7 take more pleasure than just erotic. It is satisfying in and of itself to be slave or Master, to care that strongly as to give up everything, or to take care of what you are given. Personally, I've found that sometimes it just fun to "scene" in ordinary life without sex coming into the picture. Although admittedly at the end of the day my husband and I have stellar sex.
Now to more technical stuff
1) I've found that a submissive's training journal can be very helpful.
2) A dominant needs to develop his/herself as much as the submissive.
3) Be consistent in your training.
4) Be prepared for mistakes on both parts. sometimes a dominant may say or do something that makes the submissive uncomfortable. Speak up, or try the catch phrase "Only if it pleases you." Or anything. You're allowed to think for yourself.
5) Don't be afraid. Don't be inhibited. Its a loss less fun that way.
6) A sub may 'train' themselves. How? What does a sub do? Please the dominant. Are you telling me you can't figure out how he likes his coffee and have it waiting for him in the morning? Or for those of us who *aren't* morning people... Try remembering what his favorite meal is, and serve it wearing his favorite color, and very little of that color. Heh, especially if he has to go through the entire meal without touching you or something. Talk about the submissive having the control! Greet him at the door kneeling, give him a back rub unasked. You can do little things to please him, just so long as he hasn't forbidden you to do anything without his permission. (Which in my opinion is silly because he'll miss out on the wonderful treatment I just talked about  )
These are just the ones that occurred to me while I was typing. I wanted to put out a thank-you to those of you who've helped me, or responded or such. I find myself looking at things in a different light, one with more understanding and a comfortable feeling. At some point I'll write down the blogs of those who helped, and you can read them for your own... just a few though...
foulmama, UTMaster4u, DarkGoddess, FOKFRIENDS, [blog MysticTemptress], and a blog of a chat person (I don't know how many of them have blogs, its not mentioned often and I don't like linking to a profile...) tremonti. There are more out there, so don't feel slighted if I don't name you. I'll get there!
Thanks again!
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Something cheerful for balance
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Jun 19, 2005 4:38 pm
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I decided that I like the pretty colors. Watch out! Do post and let me know if any of them are particularly difficult to read, so that I can make sure not to use them again.
So here's the cheerful side. I finally got most (aside from missing a few addresses) of the thank you notes done from the wedding. I suck at correspondence. But its done!!
I'm actually rather tired today, but I think its because its going to rain. I love rain, drizzles and downpours, they always make me relaxed and sleepy. The sound of drops pattering on a window is like a lullaby.
Thunderstorms and hurricanes are totally different. Hurricanes kind of suck because we tend to lose power (with Isabel we didn't have power for two weeks) and I hate throwing out food. We don't have any trees close to the house, so I'm not worried about one falling into it. Where I used to live, I almost had a window taken out from a tree... that was scary.
Anyway, the thunder and lightning don't make me sleepy at all, in fact they rile me up. Sooooo nice.
Gah, I *was* trying to be cheerful. but I'm hungry and sleepy. So I'll just do the tried and true.
What goes "VROOM..... SCREECH....VROOM....SCREECH"?
A blonde driving through a flashing red light.
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When you think you know someone...(warning: addresses disturbing issues)
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Jun 17, 2005 3:11 pm
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WARNING: This post contains material that, when read correctly (yay alt making me post PC *sigh*) is not comfortable. Apparently, the previous post was too offensive, so this is the innuendo version. Wonder why other folks can post stuff more graphic than this, and I can't... I believe this post is from Friday...
My day has been crappy. I scraped my sunburn while sleeping, so I woke up in pain. I couldn't concentrate enough to eat, and still can't. I had a girlie doctor appointment and not only do I not deal well at all with that, but I also had to sit in the room listening to two nurses and a nurse(or doctor)out in the hall, musing about what an IUD was. They didn't know!! How can you work at a hospital in the OB/GYN department and not know!! One of the nurses had never even heard of it before I told her I had one. (She asked what kind of birth control I was on.) Heck, I need to get a job there, I bet the money's good. I know more than she does!
I go swimming after. It helps some. I become relaxed enough not to cry on the ride home. I seriously mean it when I said I don't deal with with girlie doctor visits.
So I returned home after my daily swim to check the phone for messages. Turns out there was one, from my mother. She directs me to the website of the newspaper of the town I used to live in.
Here's some background story:
When I was in high school, I was a total jock. I swam, ran track and cross country. The track team must have had half a dozen coaches. There were two long-distance coaches, one field coach, one sprint coach and a head coach. Ok, so only 5. During cross country, both of the distance coaches were our main coaches.
One was a 22 year old marine recruiter. He did great at our school, since he had contact with students all the time. He had one major flaw though. He liked to befriend the sophomores and some juniors. It makes it tough when you're waiting on an NCAA Div I Scholarship. I can't even think of an insult that makes me happy that alt will post. Not that I blame them on that one. 'Nuff said.
The other guy balanced him out. He was charismatic, cheerful, even when you swore and shouted how much you hated him for making you run 10+ miles. He told great jokes and was just overall a great guy. My senior year in high school, he was elected mayor, defeating a 3 time incumbent mayor. That guy is a whole different story, I lived in a small country southern town with a serious "Good Ole Boy" problem. Anyway, between this coach, and the fact that I needed to be in shape for swimming, and was counting on a track scholarship, the other jerk was made bearable... I'm sure you get it. Not only did he coach track, and was mayor, his twin brother and he ran the local "Project Voice" which was a center for teens to go. It educated teens on drugs, etc and so on. It was a place with a pool table, video games, etc music, whatever. All free and somewhere safe to hang out. I didn't know until recently that this guy had a stepdaughter, who apparently was still under the age of 12 as of December, and was 9 a couple of years before that. He had a degree in what I wanted to go to college for (and still do) and his older brother did exactly what I've always wanted to do for a living. It was really neat talking to him. He even counted as a mentor in one of my independent studies classes.
This is slightly out of order to be non-offensive. We'll see how it works out.
So I go to the website and look up an article called, "Ex-mayor pleads guilty." Not a good start. I open the window and start reading. Now I have to say my day is probably totally ruined. The nice guy, the good coach pleaded guilty to a misdemeanor, and I was shocked. Twice. I just don't know how to be clear, without using too much... I wonder... Michael Jackson? If they post this, then you'll be able to figure it out, I think. His stepdaughter was 9 and then just under 12. Yuck.
Great so now both coaches are bad men. Good job picking coaches there, school board! Thumbs up to you! So, now I am going mentally curl up in a ball and pretend the rest of the world doesn't exist. I feel sick.
Sorry if reading this threw you into the same state I'm in. I warned you.
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Surprise, surprise, surprise!
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Jun 17, 2005 8:42 am
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Three surprises!
First off, I'm cruising the chat channel yesterday and discover a very dear friend of mine who is an alt member! Well, more truthfully, he found me! So we got to have a loooong talk and I was absolutely delighted.
Second! I finally discovered a list of websites that included groups in my area! Yay!
Third! This suprise wasn't for me. Except for the fact that I learned that I can lace myself into an 1860's style corset (my goodness that was hard). Anyway, corset, garters, stockings, heels... well ....
Skimpy white lingerie $300
Men's dress shirt and tie $50
Making my husband's jaw drop as he walks into the house.... Priceless.
Yeah yeah, old joke. so sue me.
I really need to get black stockings, though.
Anyway! I just wanted to make a thank you, to all of the people who respond to my blog, just enough to say hello or whatever. Its really nice to be reminded that people read it, and even notice .
So far the majority of the alt folks have been kind, understanding and friendly. And here I am rambling again so I bid farewell...
As an end note: I glanced at [blog mystic_temptress] 's blog and my goodness! I need to change my settings...
Female in VA searching for hair removal technician (professional waxers only need apply  )!!!
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Leather on a hot day:
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Jun 16, 2005 11:00 am
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Doesn't feel too great. Doesn't smell that great when someone's wearing it outside. But imagine this...
Steel. Chome. A flash of black or blue. The smell of leather carried on a cool breeze. Every couple of heartbeats, a low, growling rumble fills your ears. And knowing you're surrounded by people who share your passion.
Run your fingers along the cold metal, to rest upon a leather saddle. The entire body vibrates to your touch. You grip tightly with your legs, take a deep breath, and squeeze your grip and take off!!
Yeah, I had my second interview at the Harley-Davidson shop today. There's a *third* interview I have to have, this time with the general manager. Yes, usually you would think the second one would do that, but actually, they rescheduled because the owner was going to be here today. So I got to meet her. Very nice lady.
And working long-term for H-D is a sweet deal! Good benefits! Honestly, I don't mind if I only get part time, or if the salary is low, I am so happy with what I've seen of the temperment of the employees, the management and the general air of the place, that I will be happy with what I get. It seems like it will be a pleasure to work there, rather than a burden. Which is what I like.
More to come, maybe even some kinky talk. At the moment want to find something to eat.
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Naughty and Nice
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Jun 13, 2005 10:49 am
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Well, here goees again. Never thought I'd be so addicted to a blog
Today so far has been uneventful, although having a great time in the chat room. Some very pleasant people. I was afraid it would be a lot more pushy about cyber than it was, and what a relief to me.
Also, I've spent more time browsing the blogs. I see a lot of people making the same complaints I've felt at one time or another, and its made me think about things. For one thing, it has made me look back. Every so often, I like to take the time to evaluate myself and how I feel about my life. This time, I am pleased to look back and realize that I am very happy with where I have been recently, and where it looks like I'm going. There are one or two things I'd like to change, but those will come in time, and I am patient.
So to get to the meat of my post (I've noticed how damn verbose I am) Naughty and Nice.
What makes you feel Naughty? For me, its public displays of affection. Or public discussion of *my* fetishes or fantasies. I'm getting better though. Everything else I'm kind of blase' about.
Nice: Cuddles. I really love cuddles, especially after an intense scene. Probably the best part. Above and beyond anything he can do to me, cuddling warms my heart.
I know, I know, I'm rambling again. Back to thoughts....
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A few of my favorite things...
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Jun 12, 2005 6:34 pm
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Doorbells and sleighbells and snitzel and noodles, kittens and mittens and snowflakes on noses...
Handcuffs and floggers to bedposts all tied... these are a few of my favorite things...
When the crop bites, when the whip stings, and when I've been bad - I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don't feel so bad.
There's so many things out there to be enjoyed, don't you think? And not all of them are about sex. Although a lot of them are, AND then they can be used for or with sex if you hadn't been already...
But please, let's leave the kittens out of it.
Its the end of another day, my computer room is rearranged and I feel like I've been transplanted. The wierdest things give you that feeling.
I just feel like appreciating things that are good in life today. No near death experiences or anything, just a feeling of contentment that suffuses me. Eh, I guess we'll just leave it at that. I'm not nearly as clever as I'd like to be
night night for now
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And now its morning
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Jun 12, 2005 7:59 am
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A man walks into a bar (bear with me), and approaches the bar. He sits down, places a box on the bar in front of him and orders a drink.
The woman sitting next to him looks at the box for a bit, then looks at him, shrugs and resumes her drinking. As she continues to drink, she finally gives in to her curiousity, and asks "What's in the box?"
The man turns to her and with a serious expression, answers, "Its my pet frog."
Blink. "What are you doing with a frog?"
"My pet frog eats pussy."
"No way."
"Really!"
Feeling like she's being put on, the woman huffs and returns to her drink. The man shrugs and resumes his drinking. A little while (and several drinks later), she finally turns back to him.
"Does that frog really eat pussy?"
"Oh yeah!"
She narrows her eyes. "Prove it."
He looks back. "Your place or mine?"
"My place," she answers.
So they return, box in hand, to her place. She lets him in and they go to the bedroom. He has her remove her clothes and lay on the bed, spread-eagled. He takes the frog out of the box and lays it on the bed, right at her pussy.
"Ok frog, eat pussy."
"Ribbit."
He sighs. "Eat pussy frog!"
"Ribbit?"
Frustrated, he looks at the frog, "Dammit frog, do I have to show you how to do this again?!?!"
Ah well. I try.
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