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Can I get a Woot Woot?
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Jan 11, 2007 7:01 am
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Interview went very well. Since I wasn't applying for a corp-job, and the manager was pierced and had purple hair, I went in as real as I could be. I would have intimidated her if I'd done it any other way, and she was "one of my own"; fifteen piercings in her ears and face and big stompy boots. We dug each other immediately, and I'm definitely in the running for the second interview, which should be some time next week.
The only downer was the first month of hours will be so long I have to call in some help from a friend of mine to watch my son at night. I'll hardly ever see my wee manny for the first month. That sucks. But it could be much worse for me and things will even off after that month is up.
Suddenly my blog has become very boring and unsexy. Afraid so, sorry, kink is the furthest thing on my mind right now. Sorry to disappoint!
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Oh yeah...
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Jan 10, 2007 4:11 am
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I have an interview tomorrow.
Mustnotpanicmustnotpanicmustnotpanicmustnotpanic.
Furthermore...the train will get me there LATE and I've only just realised this. In theory Thursdays are the early days for sprog to get picked up for nursery, but they may not show up on time, which means I'll miss the early train.
Mustnotpanicmustnotpanicmustnotpanicmustnotpanic.
And...breathe woman just breathe.
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Words that are bullshit
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Jan 10, 2007 12:36 am
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I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about dual words, or words that are bullshit as I've come across a few of them on Alt. This may or may not be another of my sarcasm-laced satire posts. You have been warned.
Vanilla = supposedly anything that isn't BDSM. In reality, a derogatory, dimissive, bullshit term used to make BDSM sound much more enlightened and cooler than it actually is. There is precious little sex that is vanilla. Hearing someone call anything that isn't BDSM "vanilla" rather reminds me of alcoholics saying they're alcoholic because they're smarter and more creative than other people and therefore have a habit. Or like parents of autistic children who use the term Indigo Children or Starchild to try and explain why their kids are incapable of functioning in the mundane world (they're too "enlightened" ). In short, it's a rationalisation, and a bullshit rationalisation at that. Because I don't use props or toys, don't practice the usual stereotypical aspects of BDSM, don't have a fancy grouping of letters in my name, S/spell L/like T/this A/all T/the T/time, don't resort to watered down torture techniques with all the danger factor carefully removed from them, I am therefore Vanilla. Yeah, keep believing that if it makes you feel better. But it's still bullshit.
Fun = a term which denotes sexual play. In reality, a bullshit rationalisation for "I'm too cheap to buy a Pocket Pussy so I'll find a stupid naive person with a pulse and fuck them." "Fun" is all the benefits of dealing with a sexual professional without actually having to pay for it, and no emotional attachment as it's just masturbation with breathing props. It's usually the most boring half hour you've ever spent, and most people who partake in it are putting themselves in extreme sexual or physical risk. In short, if you're just looking for "fun" you're an idiot. You're an idiot for doing it, you're an idiot for wanting it, and you're an idiot for even thinking I'm going to go there with you. Get a fucking divorce already and quit cheating on your wife. Chances are she's just as sick of you as you are of her. Actually, I bet she's on here looking to get away from you too - would be ironic as hell if you met a complete stranger for "fun" and it turned out to be your spouse. You're not impressing me with your "fun". I'm not a performing poodle. Buy yourself some more porn vids and go pay someone for their time, at least then they're getting something out of you boring them completely stupid with your unoriginal demands. Being desperate doesn't make you kinky. It just makes you desperate.
Looking to explore = someone who wishes to enter into BDSM with a guide. In reality? See "fun". It's pretty much the same thing; wanting to get off by putting on a flowerly phrase that doesn't LOOK like "I just want a shag". This is however exactly what it means. Anyone using the phrase "New submissive/Dominant seeking to explore" actually means "I watched a porn video and it turned me on, so I want someone to do all those things to/for me." Guys, please...porn videos of BDSM are NOT what BDSM is. I've seen them. I've friends who have made them, and they're bullshit. "Oh you're REALLY taking this beating" (*dramatic backswing, and then a feather light tap on the rump - designed to make a guy feel all manly about the "pain" he's enduring*), or "Ooo baby, you're being so forceful with me" (*you're probably already wanking so hard at this point that you don't see how badly the "sub" is faking it, and that smirk on her face isn't from the gag pulling back too hard, she really IS trying not to laugh*). Chances are you can't handle the real thing, not enough for a meet (meat!) and beat session anyway. Go hire a pro.
bitch = An unreasonable, catty woman who doesn't give anyone a chance. Real term? A woman who is so tired of seeing the above in her inbox time and time again. No matter how many times she explains what she is and isn't looking for, she gets dozens of emails from punters who think she's going to make a special exception just for them. Why, therefore, are you surprised when you get a good dose of vitriol for your wink, cock photo and "You SAY you're not submissive, but have you ever actually tried...?" Anyone with a brain in their heads would realise why a woman goes postal at that point. We get monumentally fed up with bullshit in more ways than one. Bitch isn't an insult to me, it's a compliment. So "bitch" is a bullshit term and means nothing to me other than "Damn, she's someone I can't have, and I'm going to sulk now and call names." Yeah, and your point? Guess what? For each man offended at this post, there's probably two women bursting a gut laughing and nodding their heads in agreement. I guess we're all bitches - puts me in good company then.
Feel free to add your own Bullshit terms! Maybe we can start a "Bullshit Dictionary"
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Get over it
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Jan 9, 2007 8:47 am
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Back in The Day, I was studying zazen and The Way of the Warrior. I was actually seriously wanting to join a monastery at the time, was studying Japanese, all that. A bit of it has still stuck with me.
I remember hearing about a Zen monk teacher who flew over to the US to meet and teach students. At the airport was a student who, upon meeting the elderly monk, immediately burst into tears. Apparently, she had lost her husband to a long standing illness recently and was struggling with the loss. The monk was very gentle with her, listening to her qualms, giving her advice and insight and generally very sensitive to her fragile state of mind and spirit. He taught his students then returned to Japan.
A year later, he came back to the states. The same student was waiting to greet him, and once again, she started crying, saying she still was not over her loss. This time, the monk's face took on a look of impatience and he hauled back and slapped her across the face. "A year is too long," he said. "Get over it." And he demurely walked right on toward the car.
My friends know if they can come to me and bitch when they need to about their problems, and I will listen to them and offer what advice I can if needed. However, my friends also know if I've heard the same damn thing come out of their mouths time and time again, I will administer a firm, hard mental slap and say "A year is too long. Get over it."
Of course, the teacher must also be a student. There are times when I have to analyse what I'm doing myself, and if need be, give myself a slap and say "A year is too long. Time to get over it."
So, here's my own mental slap; a year is too long, and I've got some things I soooo need to get over now. My hangups are few, but they're lingering little bastards.
In any event, if this speaks to you, brilliant. Let this be your wake up call if you needed one.
A year is too long.
Time to get over it.
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Lush, the Freak's Employer
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Jan 8, 2007 11:59 pm
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I'm going to apply for a job at Lush today. Lush is probably the one place I know of that will employ me no matter how freaky my hair gets nor how many piercings I have in my face (outside of a tattoo parlour or head shop, maybe). And hey, it's LUSH for fuck's sake. Presents from Lush for all my friends!
I thought I'd just try for Cosmetic sales, then I took a good look at my CV; with my legal experience, management of non profit stuff, herbology training and so on, I think I could go for management trainee. It's a bit of a leap, especially as it would mean putting sprog in daycare earlier, but as long as I'm doing the early part-time shift I should be okay. I did ask on their forums whether a single mum had a chance in hell for a job as we usually can only do part time, but I was assured by single mum employees that we single-parents are often more employable, as employers know we really need the work and we're not liable to faff around with sickies. Our fixed hours means we will certainly be in during the appointed time and may also try and pick up more hours if possible. Due to the Chronic Blahs, I don't think I can do full time, but I'll try and work what I can even so.
The best part if (WHEN) I get the job is I won't have to look too mundane. There are people in Lush's main office with mohicans. One woman has shaved her hair into an eternity symbol and dyed it blue. My appearance is NOT an issue here. Better still, if I slip at some point and mention Yoruba, or say something which could be construed as kinky or risque, or talk about dancing or fire, or something obviously non-mundane, people aren't going to look at me as if I'm from from another planet. I'm almost working back in herbology again while working for this company - at least my herbal knowledge will help me in any event.
I've just done my cover letter - did you know they want coverletters that emphasise the personality and the artist in you? Bring in a typical typed up cover and they look at it politely. Bring in a cover letter which is coated in glitter pen and stickers, and their eyes light up. I actually spent an hour doing a collage cover letter yesterday; great fun!
Now, time for me to get in the shower, then I'm off. The worst part of going in will be trying not to walk out with loads of products. I know I'm going to fail in this...I've not given myself any Lush-love in ages.
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Whew
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Jan 7, 2007 3:18 am
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I could do with having a thousand hands right now. I've got quite a bit going on.
I'm looking for part time work. Business is slow and while I'm not in absolutely dire straits with cash, I could do with saving up for my boat and paying off what I spent to get started. I won't stop making pieces, but I can at least get some cash in from part time work. Unfortunately it means I have to make an effort to look "normal" (ugh, gah). I have to get a retainer for my septum piercing, put my hair in braids - more "acceptable" than dreads - and probably get acrylic nails as I'll more than likely be working retail or something and my hands must look presentable. It's sickening. I know, everyone does that sort of thing so I shouldn't complain, right? As far as I'm concerned, no one should have to. A septum piercing neither lowers my intellect nor means I'm lazy. Self expression doesn't make you a bad employee. If anything, I'm too self aware to find working a job I hate satisfying, which perhaps is more the problem.
Still, there's loads of historical sites and herbal/health food shops and things of those nature, so I should be ok.
I had a prospective to meet this weekend about the Tribe, but when I talked to him on the phone, he kept using "innit". I didn't actually believe people used that word. "Innit" is not a sentence. Complete turn off. So back to the drawing board there, though I'm still looking for "tribe-ists".
I'm not replying to comments because I just don't have the time. I'm cutting my computer time way back as I've got to get out in the real world and take care of business. I want to get back to the gym, I've got this part time lark to sort out, need to do all the primping and preening required to pass as a mundane in order to do so, and study, and tend sprog, and so on. As I actually do want to have a social life as well and eventually form the tribe, it means going out. Surfing the net is sort of the last of my priorities at the moment, so correspondence will suffer as a result.
I'll try and get back for a general "wotcha" and I'll attempt to write my lovelies when I've time, but this blog will have to suffice for the most part as a Slice of Oya's Life. It's all I can offer at the moment.
I burned all the energy I had over the past few weeks so Chronic Fatigue is sort of kicking my ass right now. I'm spending the weekend sleeping and detoxing. So, back to bed I go.
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Checking it off.
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Jan 4, 2007 12:13 am
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Right, it's official - entirely too much going on, and lots of interest in the Tribe, here on Alt and in real life and other areas. I'm now trying to put it all together, in between doing all the other stuff I have to do.
I have officially closed shop once again on my profile. I have people who can feel me, and the inbox is open to you. I'll reply when I can. But I am closed to any new "curious, bored, or wanting to explore (read curious and bored again)" types of people. Blokes, sorry, but I'm tooooo busy right now, and the men in my life right now need my attention, so I'm trying to give it to them.
Ladies; if you read the Dark Tribe stuff and were even mildly curious, but keep hemming and hawing about it...just come ask me. Jump in. We'll keep these men in line together.
Y'all know how to find me if you need me, I still get my emails.
One love, and Namaste - I bow to the Divine in you all.
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Meh
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Jan 2, 2007 11:09 pm
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Seems my computer was infected with some sort of Virus (probably hacked from accessing MySpace or summat). So I've just taken that down.
Also found out a friend of mine in the US had a heart attack this week. She is making all of us swear to go into the doc for a check. I'm not as active as I could be so I agree, even though I'm considered rather young. Thing is she's a nurse - one of those nurses in the US that should be a doctor but just doesn't have a degree for it - and should have known better. I'm sure once she's better we're all going to come down on her like a tonne of bricks.
So, things to do, and I can't hang as we're still scanning this comp.
Meh.
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