Kink vs. non-kink

Okay, what i'm going to do is put all kink stuff behind a cut. If you want to read it, have at it...i'm an open book. However, if you just don't give a tiny rat's hairy ass or think you'd be offended, please don't follow the cut. i think that'll work.

What's hilarious is i'm going to actually keep allthe kink posts in a seperate journal as well, just so i have them all in one spot. i'm too damn lazy to use the memories thing. Also, that way i can share *just* the kink stuff with people i want to share it with, but i don't have to show them allthe other stuff too. Some people don't need to know it all...just some.

Thai curry stuff from a kit at 4:45 am is so not a good idea...bleh.

Too farkin sad and hilarious

OKay, in an earlier post i mentioned a girl from a talker emailing me about my ex. Well, she was emailing me on behalf of someone else, so she said. Well, she mentioned his user name at the talker at first, not his real name, so i had no fucking clue who she meant. i did some research, though, and discovered who it was. Also, i "discovered" that the girl she was asking on behalf of (a girl supposedly "owned" by my ex...he's a moron and incapable of true emotion, so i doubt this "ownership") was actually her (her profile under the name i know her as and the profile of the girl she was asking on behalf of were identical...and he (the ex) mentioned her (the girl i knew) several times in his journal as the name i know her as) {CONFUSED YET??? HANG IN THERE}. So, i email her and tell her im upset that she asked me about him since i hate him and tell her i know she is the girl she's asking for, etc, and warn her about the ex. Well the girl (the one i know...i'll call her F) gets furious at me, swearing that she is not the girl she's asking on behalf of (we'll call her G), rails against the ex for half an hour, then gets pissed and huffy at me for accusing her of lying (even though i wasn't, really...just trying to warn her about the ex...(we'll call him J)...and logs off in a rage. Well, later i email her and tell her i'm sorry i fucked up...i don't care if it is or isn't you...if you say it's not, i believe you...i was just trying to help. She forgives me, assures me again she wouldn't lie to me about her identity, and all is well. Then, earlier tonight i go onto one of the talkers and try to look at the profile of G...and lo and behold, G no longer exists...Mere coincidence? i think not.

Stupid moronic over-dramatic talker people make me want to shake the living shit out of them.

No surprise

i hate quizzes these days...posting results anyway...but this was too true =)

You must like to spank or be spanked, because your
romance is remeniscent of Secretary. A truly
modern love story, it shows that you don't need
to be conventional to be normal. You're
probably the type that owns a whole lot more
leather than what's upholstering your car or
sofa. Yeah, you know what I mean.

What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?
brought to you by Quizilla

Recipe help!

i made some thai curry soup (from a "kit") because i was told how yummy thai curry is. It was really good....i'm salivating at the idea at how much more yummy it would be if it were the real thing.

However, a dilemma: now i have a can (minus half a cup) of coconut milk i have no clue what to dow ith. Anyone have any good recipes calling for coconut milk? The spicier the better =) Oh, and i live in podunkville, so exotic ingredients are not available to me =( (It's almost impossible to find good cajun ingredients here, let alone yummy "world" ingredients)

(no subject)

i'm thinking i may want to start a journal just for my D/s musings. i mean, it wouldn't completely exorcise the D/s stuff from this one, but it would let me feel a little more free to just let the stuff in my head and heart fly when it comes to what i'm thinking and how i'm feeling about it all. i'm finding myself holding back a little here because i don't want to offend/bore/wig out non-kinky people. i already have this journal, my work journal, i've thought about a crafts journal, too. Sheesh....i tend to go a bit overboard.

(no subject)

i forget how dramatic talker folk can be. i did write to that girl...a very long email about how i thought she was a different person online and here's my warning about my ex, blah blah she's mad at me for accusing her of lying to me. *sigh* All i was trying to do was warn her off him, telling her his patterns and what's going on with him, most likely, and she took it all the wrong way. Now i remember why i tend to stay away from talkers.

(no subject)

The weirdest thing happened to me recently. i got a mail message on a talker i go to to email someone who used to be there, so i did. It was a girl i had talked with a lot and was friendly with...i had even flirted with her a lot at one point and considered owning her online when i was going through my Domme stage. Anyway, so i email her and she asks me where a certain person is...he's disappeared, it's not like him. i have no idea who she means. Come to find out, it's my ex husband. WTF?? As if i keep in touch with him or something. Give me a break.

(no subject)

Mom's watcing a movie i can't get into. i'm kinda restless tonight and don't know why. i think i need some more sleep, but feel like i have too much to do to go to sleep now. Of course, i ain't getting a lick of it done here in front of this machine!

i'm almost done with the little pursie for's really cute. i'm going to have to make one for myself, i think, eventually. i had thought i would get a lot of gift crafting done today, but so far the purse is it.

i went to my storage room today to look for a stocking pattern i have. It was so cool and weird and sad to see all my "stuff" in boxes and stacks with dust and cobwebs all over it. i actually cried a little as i poked through things. i miss my things.

Sir and i have had a *lot* of back and forth the last couple of days about my anklet. i'm really excited about it and excited to see what he decides on.

Oh, i'm such a moron. i locked my keys in the trunk Thursday at Wal Mart. i *always* put them on the corner of the trunk...always...while i load and unload. Well, this was after mom had been home all day, which always throws me off...but, i was also her ride from the oral surgeon and i was in a hurry to go get her since she was done for a while. When i realized what i had done, i called her to tell her. She in turn called a locksmith who called me because they couldn't make it (why they couldn't just tell her that so tshe could call someone else, i don't know). Finally the police had to come and use a slim jim to open my door. Once the door was unlocked, i popped the trunk and rescued the keys. What's bad is i had raw meat and cheese and the like in there. It didn't take long, though.

Mom talked to my cousin and her hubby this morning (the ones who are supposed to move in for a while, maybe, perhaps). They're not coming til after December, which is good. i'm not sure how we're going to handle my working situation with them here (only my mom and her sister know what i one else in the family does). Apparently i'm audible while at work *blush* i figure mom hearing me fake orgasms is repayment for me walking in on her masturbating that time and discovering her "toy" (a massager she uses to masturbate). i need to write about that toy sometime...its hilarious and embarrassing.

(no subject)

i forgot the 4 stockings i have to sew for Wanda. i agreed to do them back in January...ugh. She said i could do whatever i want. i wanted to cross stitch them, but that would take forever. Now i'm thiking velvet lined with satin adn a white fur cuff. We'll see.

Cristmas Crafts

Here's my to-do list for gifts. i'm going to be a very busy girl:

sewing machine cross stitch and slippers for mom
flag afghan and wood painting for Dad
angel cross stitch and bag for Wanda
afghan for Matt
purse, coin purse and help jewelry for kayla
hat, scarf and checkers for weston
elephant for matthew
2 name doilies for aunt and cousin
finish off other name doily
finish baby afghan

i think there is even more, but nothing else comes to mind right now.

i'm so glad work is over...i'm ready for sleep.