Fetlife’s feed is down tonight and they’re running the little videos on the main page to appease the masses (well, the kinky masses!) This? Awesome. It does get better… it does. It Gets Better (Rebecca Drysdale) Continue reading
Monthly Archives: April 2012
Running out of Gas
i updated the “about me” page to reflect a shift that’s been coming down the pike for a bit. i had an emotionally-charged day and then? i ran out of gas literally and figuratively. AAA saved me from the embarrassing empty tank syndrome… and i’m hoping my bed takes care of the rest. i have … Continue reading
She’s come undone
Later today… barring any unforeseen circumstances, i will take a frayed length of red yarn from around my left wrist. i’ve grown accustomed to its presence It’s been there for weeks… since the morning i placed it there as a proxy of sorts. i was struggling with conflicting emotions. When i gave voice to my … Continue reading
Begging
Do you know me? In real life, that is? If so… i want you to imagine me… begging… for anything. i’ll give you a moment to wrap your mind around that… Impossible, you say. Couldn’t happen. Wouldn’t happen. Never gonna’ happen. Never say never More on this later, luvs Continue reading
Namasté
I was raised Christian… I get Christians. I understand the bible… and a great deal of it is committed to memory (pops up at the oddest moments, too). As I moved towards agnosticism, the one thing I never missed was that “us and them” bullshit. As humans, we gravitate towards dichotomy. It’s easy… yes/no, good/bad, … Continue reading
A rose by any other name
I may have lost a friend today… cannot be sure… but the shift was perceptible… and it broke my heart to think of him being anything less than what he has been to me. I hope that he can see that I’m the same person he’s known for years … I hope that he can … Continue reading
Anticipation
i love foreign films and don’t watch them nearly as much as i once did… as much as i’d like to… as much as i should. i enjoy them because they generally eschew ridiculous happy endings in favor of more realistic endings… or better yet? no ending at all. my favorite films are ones that … Continue reading
R.I.P. Rupert
Rupert Brooke died on this day in 1915. Rupert who? B.r.o.o.k.e. The poet who penned the lines from which “wawbat” was pulled… that’s who. He is best known for his ‘war sonnets’ If I should die, think only this of me: That there’s some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England. but … Continue reading
You, you got that something
you floated into a fantasy today and lingered there as i touched myself my fingers were your fingers… my fingers became your tongue He watched as you got me off and off and off later, when i was having dinner with friends, it came back to me… when the waiter touched my shoulder… just there … Continue reading
on BECOMING
“Je savais que le bien comme le mal est affaire de routine, que le temporaire se prolonge, que l’extérieur s’infiltre au dedans, et que le masque, à la longue, devient visage.” “I knew that good like bad becomes a routine, that the temporary tends to endure, that what is external permeates to the inside, and … Continue reading
