Introduction and Explanation
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Posted:Mar 24, 2010 11:40 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2011 11:01 pm
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So I've decided to label myself as a slut, which I don't necessarily think is a bad thing. I don't subscribe to the belief that a woman who is sexually realized is inherently an evil woman, so why not take the steps to reclaim the pejorative as a positive term instead of relegating myself to feel bad because I love sex, and I love a lot of it.
If you've spent any time studying Chaucer and Chaucerian English, the first appearance the word "slut" was used to describe slovenly men, but somehow the word was transformed and used mainly for women. One of my favorites quotes from a favorite book of mine is "a slut is a person of any gender who has the courage to lead life according to the radical proposition that sex is nice and pleasure is good for you". This is part of my life where I have complete and utter control and I usually have a pleasurable time. So what if I decide that having multiple partners so long as they know I'm not being exclusive and being safe? I will fully admit that I'm a slut, because damnit, sex is fun.
Given my background is based in linguistics and history, I now feel just a little bit dirty I went into a whole expose on the word slut as it relates to Chaucer. I hope the English major gods will continue to let me live. But at least if anything this has given you a little bit of insight of who I am should you continue to read this blog and all the crazy stuff that gets spit out of my head via my fingertips.
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Taking a break...
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Posted:Apr 26, 2010 10:57 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2010 12:00 pm
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This has really been a long time coming, but I'm taking a break, at least from the NorCal chat room for awhile. The people who I've met and adore through chat don't really come on all that often any more and it's not as much fun without people to keep the lively banter up and going.
I still have a lot of things to work on, and I have a few goals that I want to achieve by July, and spending hours upon hours in the chat room will not help me achieve them.
So for now, I will be pretty much out of NorCal, except for a few moments here and there to say hello. I'll still try and make meets when I can, but Japanese lover.net has served it's purpose for now.
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Oh the joys of idiots.
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Posted:Jan 11, 2011 11:39 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:44 pm
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If you haven't seen the movie Idiocracy yet, I highly recommend it.
Some dumbfuck, who shall remain nameless only because I don't want to get my profile deleted wrote me this:
We're not a match, nor would I desire one. So take this as constructive advice.
I find your profile rude, distasteful, and offensive. If you are trying to actually attract someone, you may want to rethink your presentation.
Best of luck.
To which I promptly reply:
And you can fucking go to hell cause I really don't give a shit. If you find it rude, distasteful, and offensive, go get a fucking sense of humor.
I make no bones about being unpolished, uncouth, and being an all around general bitch and asshole. And just so I can put this out there: I'm not going to misrepresent who I am to make friends or get laid.
I spent the better part of the past 24 years accepting who I am... and I'm honest to a fault, and God forbid I have my own opinions and I have a general sense of self. If you have a problem with me being rude, distasteful, and offensive, you don't belong in my pants. I'm not going to fake who I am because it's not fair to the other person or to me. What you see is what you get with me.
(And I know... I'm uncouth... and I'll be hearing about this in the morning)
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Farewell
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Posted:Aug 26, 2010 7:22 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:45 pm
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I'm for the most part leaving Japanese lover.net. I'm leaving my account open just in case I want to pop in once in a great while, but I'm not counting on that being any time soon. There's too much drama, as well as I'm not getting as much time to be online for personal reasons, such as self growth and the need to find a new job, as I'm dying a slow painful death at the one I have currently. I'm thankful for the good friends I've made and they know how to get a hold of me outside of here, so feel free to pop into my life for the ones who know how to and for the others, it's been real, but I must go.
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Another adventure...
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Posted:Aug 15, 2010 12:57 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:45 pm
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There are sometimes I'm REALLY glad I live in California.
I FINALLY got to see my boy thing did the whole kit and kaboodle of getting bound and whipped and all sorts of other things, then he finishes all over my face, which I do a very halfassed job of cleaning up cause I'm all, fuck I just want to get home and sleep, I'll see you Sunday if our schedules allow this to happen.
Cut to me getting pulled over for drifting in the lanes by the Highway Patrol. They had me roll down the window and checked my eye response and asked me if I'd been drinking. I told them no, I was just tired. Then they asked where I was coming from and I responded I'd been visiting with my boyfriend, then pulled my hair behind my ear because when I get nervous, I play with my hair, and when I was pulling on it, I had cum all over my hair and the side of my face. I'm pretty sure the officers saw it, considering they had a MagLite in my face almost the entire time. Of course being in California and I was coming from San Francisco, city of debauchery, no questions asked.
So thank you boything, for getting me out of having to do the field sobriety test because the cops believed I was with you thanks to your deposit.
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o.O
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Posted:Aug 14, 2010 12:02 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:47 pm
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So, as of right now, I'm slightly off the market. Despite my best efforts, it appears that I am in a relationship of sorts. So I will probably be spending less and less time on Japanese lover.net unless I'm looking for a new toy to share with my non-Japanese lover.net special happy adult fun times friend.
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Shame shame shame shame shame....
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Posted:Jul 9, 2010 1:49 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:47 pm
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...said vaguely to the beat of Fame by David Bowie.
My friend who I grew up with may have found me the dom of my dreams.
I feel vaguely dirty and shamed by this. I tried so hard and failed. And he searches for one day and finds someone so perfect.
I owe him, yet I hate him all at the same time.
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Friendships
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Posted:Jun 20, 2010 12:59 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2013 6:47 pm
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I think I had a blog post about friends on my old profile and I recently (as in today) started thinking about friends again and what I want in a friend and vice versa.
I have different friends for each part of my personality (and I have a few different parts by the way). I have my friends that I go to for when I need Deep Serious Advice. I have other friends that I go to for when I need decompression. Others, I go to for Support. Others Nag me to take care of myself. Sometimes people overlap into different categories. And I'm not OCD enough to actually do a Venn Diagram of all the different ways. Some of my friends I have the luxury of seeing all the time and others I consider time spent with them a gift because I only get to see them on the rare occasions our schedules can line up accordingly. That doesn't mean I value one friend over another, but it just means our friendship has different dynamics.
I will tolerate a lot out of friends, as some of my friends from my more "recreational" adult life friends can and will attest to, but jealousy is one thing I cannot abide by. Another is complaining all the time about a certain thing that you have the power to change, but you won't or can't for whatever reason. It just pisses me the hell off.
I've been going through some major changes in my life to get all my shit in order, along with some health problems I've been coping with. I'm trying my best (and I know I'm a pain in the ass sometimes) to be better at learning when my specific condition is getting in the way of my life, but I'm a constant work in progress I know.
I suppose the point to this entry on this particular forum is: the friends who have stuck by me during this trying time (actually, I think a recurring theme is knowing me is sometimes trying [and I mean that in the best way possible]), thank you. Please slap me upside the head (either literally or some other way) if you think I'm being an idiot. But I really do appreciate those of you who's friendship I value so much.
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PLEASE READ AND COMMENT IF YOU HAVE EXPERIENCE WITH INTERNATIONAL TRAVEL
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Posted:Apr 20, 2010 7:17 am
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2011 6:03 pm
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Normally, I try like hell to keep my different areas of my life separated, but I'm making an exception for this.
One of my closest, dearest friends is stranded in Britain due to the Eyjafjallajoekull eruption. Does anyone have ANY suggestions on how to get out of Europe to the U.S.? A bunch of us are working on trying to figure out how to get her home on time, but it's looking grim. She's willing to take any suggestions on how to circumvent the ash plume. Spain might be a possibility but everyone and their brother is heading there. I think her only stipulations is a place where she doesn't need a visa. She's living in England on a student visa, but still has American citizenship.
ANY suggestions are useful, and if I happen to know you personally (like, we hang out on a semi-regular basis), I will be willing to do some sort of non-sexual favor.
On a side note, I really should blog something sex related eventually, but due to the lack of sex in my life right now, it looks like it might be awhile. 
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My head... it's like a bouncy house...
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Posted:Apr 10, 2010 8:37 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 2:51 am
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This has to be probably my favorite Sting song, off of one of my favorite albums. I've been in this slightly moody funk since before Thanksgiving that tends to linger till after Easter (*shakes fist at family focus at holiday time*).
There's something comforting even in the most melancholy of Sting songs. There's some deeply personal things I'm trying to sort out in my life right now, and somehow there is always some sort of comfort or solace his songs can offer.
"Why Should I Cry For You"
Under the star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North, north west, the stones of Faroe
Under the Arctic fire
Over the seas of silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days remaining
But would north be true?
All colors bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean's bed
Drifting in empty seas
For all my days remaining
But would north be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Dark angels follow me
Over a godless sea
Mountains of endless falling,
For all my days remaining,
What would be true?
Sometimes I see your face,
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I think of you?
Why must I?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Why would you want me to?
And what would it mean to say,
That, "I loved you in my fashion"?
What would be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
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