I'm not actively looking for anything except new and interesting people to talk to. My life is hectic, complicated, and highly stressful right now, so I need ways to relax, not things to add to the craziness.
I'm eclectic, intellectual, and well-balanced. I'm fiercely independent and alternately very energetic and incredibly languorous.
I speak Spanish fluently and am trying to teach myself German in my free time; if you speak German and want to help me with my admittedly shitty pronunciation, please do! Alternatively, if you're interested in religion, archaeology, or communication, drop me a line.
There needs to be an "amused by" option for the "Interests" sections...especially in the religions.
10/21/2008 7:45:18 PM
Life is fucking crazy.
I have no idea what's going on right now except that I keep coming out on bottom. And not in a good way.
Sick, stressed, and now with a pinched nerve on top of everything else. I hate the world right now.
9/12/2008 12:10:37 AM
I'm just getting started training a sub for the first time. We're being careful setting up groundrules and such, but I'm looking for ideas of things to do to torment him, focusing on chastity, obedience training, and humiliation.
Suggestions, anecdotes welcome!
7/27/2008 11:56:05 PM
Sore, aching, and bruised today from the tender attentions of a good friend yesterday. Spent about two hours working me over; nothing but his hands. Grabbing, twisting, pulling - my nipples and the insides of my thighs hurt so bad I can barely wear shirts and walking is torture.
It's glorious.
I've never considered myself a good sub. I'm not particularly...well...submissive. But sitting next to him at Dark Knight, unable to shift even the slightest bit without feeling every mark he'd left only a half hour before, I felt something. I felt safe, marked, dominated...and oh so very aroused, secure in the knowledge that after the movie and a couple of beers with friends who knew nothing about the whole thing, I'd be on my knees for him and loving every minute of it.
Of course, that's not how things ended after the bar, but at the time I had every reason to expect things to continue. I wish to hell they had.
6/1/2008 11:58:20 PM
Well, it looks like I'm going to be going to the Salem Munch tomorrow. Hoping to learn things...meet some people in the local BDSM community, that sort of thing. Don't like the idea of going alone so I'm dragging one of the Filthy Housemates along for moral support. Just hoping he doesn't wind up permanently scarred by the experience...He's fairly vanilla. May or may not post a report of the experience.
5/1/2008 5:28:13 PM
So, I don't think I'm that funny looking. I can't figure out why all the little kids in the coffee shop here keep staring at me like I've got alien antennae growing out of my forehead. (I checked; I in fact do not have alien antennae growing out of my forehead.)
I'm still not used to getting stared at, even after three months here. I can't walk down the street without stares and sometimes whistles. I don't consider myself ugly, but I'm definitely not the type of head-turner that normally gets whistled and cat-called. It's weird, and makes me keep my hand close to my pocketknife; I never leave home without it, especially if I'm wandering out late at night to the convenience store for Coke or chips.
And the cops and security guards with their automatic rifles and giant shotguns still make me nervous - not because they're cops or security guards, but because I'm not the one holding the serious fuck-you-up weapon. Not sure if that makes me strange or not.
It's interesting, even the people who glare at me often give me huge smiles as soon as I smile at them and say hello. It's like they expect me to be an awful person because I'm a guera...Kinda makes me wonder, sometimes.
Almost done with Mexico! Took a test today; turned in a paper yesterday. One overnight excursion, a test and two presentations left to go. Wish me luck if you are so inclined!
4/23/2008 6:56:23 PM
I've gotten lots of great emails; thanks! I'm a little slow in answering, what with the trying to finish my semester abroad in Mexico and changing my secondary major (yes, I am a double-major) at the last minute.
I'm a bright one.
I will respond to all of them; if you haven't heard back yet, it's because I'm working my way to you.
4/19/2008 2:47:48 PM
Bored! I have consistent (but public) internet access, and lots of people to talk to - the only problem is that they actually have lives, so they're not always on. Anyone else bored and just want someone to talk to about random shit?
12/5/2006 10:47:57 AM
It's interesting to see the contrast between people who do and people who do not read the profiles of those they message. I would love to use the dynamics of this site as an arena for ethnographic analysis; alas, I have discovered it too late to change the topic for my term paper. Perhaps another time.
In other news, I am far, far too awake for the amount of sleep I've had. A grand total of three hours over the course of nearly 48 ought to be glaringly insufficient (especially since the last sleep I had was a half hour nap around 9pm last night) but I find myself surprisingly functional, though I am beginning to wear a bit and am contemplating a nap before work.
Reverting to my nocturnal, semi-insomniac habits. No, my lack of sleep is not due to an overabundance of bedroom activity, though it has resulted in an opening and deepening in some of my friendships, for which I am grateful. There is something about four thirty am that makes people so much more honest and forthcoming. As lyricist Mercedes Lackey put it..."In the dead, dark hours after midnight you can see a little more clearly; you can look your life in the face. You can see the things that you have to, speak the words too true for the day. In the dead, dark hours after midnight...little friend, will you listen and stay?"
Not sure what I'm looking for with this journal; perhaps just another outlet for the words that periodically pour out of me. Perhaps I'm looking to connect with someone...And who knows? Perhaps I will.
