wow...it's been a long time since i posted anything here...not by choice!...i have been battling the super germs that want to bury me in bed...i had a cold about two or three weeks ago...been feeling eh for the last couple of months...my tonsils were ginormous with big white spots (i'm a sexy beast, rawr)...
anyhow!...long story short, the doc gave me meds but says he thinks i probably have mono...and just to treat the symptoms as they happen...
...er...mono??...really?...wow, somehow i find that hard to believe, but evidently people get it all the time and never realize that they have it...i didnt care about the test for it and he said it would not make much of a difference since you cant take anything for mono...
and angry boy called and was chipper..."oh, hi! we havent talked in so long! how are you???"...i guess his meds are working...
bi-guy got his toys in (yay, you!)and said that he's been lusting after vag since he got the toys...interesting...
i have had a few of you send me emails to ask about the comment that comfy left me the other day on my blog...yes, she and i engaged in a lil steamy chat sesh but i was having serious internet connection issues...she offered to call, but all those interruptions left me distracted and irritated...so who knows what may happen next...
cg
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
the "fist" couple
evidently the obamas are really trying to bring sexy back to the oval office...she makes a stupid comment regarding the whole "fist pounding" thing people do...lol...
cg
cg
angry boy
soldier boy has a new name...angry boy...this guy has major anger issues...when someone talks about wanting to "kick every fuck face i see because they are mother fucking idiots" all the time...yeah...anger...
i didnt see him at all during his time here...he called a lot at first...i think we talked about three or four times most of it non-sexual because he was so damn ornery that it wasnt much of a turn on...
he is pissed about having to take meds (PTSD) to help with his stress and anxiety...and he smokes waaay more than he used to...he snapped at me one too many times...and not just a little snapping...bit my head off when i was trying to lighten the situation...so he wasnt in the mood for it, okay, but dont tell me "when i tell you to do something, i need you to do it...do you understand?"...
...
i am NOT your subordinate...again...three tours can do a number on a person...but that is not my problem...i am not his guiding light...
argh...
cg
i didnt see him at all during his time here...he called a lot at first...i think we talked about three or four times most of it non-sexual because he was so damn ornery that it wasnt much of a turn on...
he is pissed about having to take meds (PTSD) to help with his stress and anxiety...and he smokes waaay more than he used to...he snapped at me one too many times...and not just a little snapping...bit my head off when i was trying to lighten the situation...so he wasnt in the mood for it, okay, but dont tell me "when i tell you to do something, i need you to do it...do you understand?"...
...
i am NOT your subordinate...again...three tours can do a number on a person...but that is not my problem...i am not his guiding light...
argh...
cg
Sunday, January 18, 2009
when men dont listen
went out this weekend...wasnt really in the mood, but i let myself get talked into it...this younger guy kept talking to me and wanting to dance with me, but i was more interested in the band...after several attempts with me telling him no, he finally just comes up behind me and rubs his pelvis against my ass..no, i was not turned on...he smelled and was a "Y" for yikes...then he did the one thing you should never do to a woman you dont know...
he grabbed my tit, juggled it, then pinched my nipple...
...
i turned to hurt him, but he asked for my number...
...
finally, i realized that i was the grown up...
"how old are you?"
"im 25, but age is just a number, baby"
...
he left when i told him he was too young and too drunk and to keep his hand off my tits...
oh boy...
cg
he grabbed my tit, juggled it, then pinched my nipple...
...
i turned to hurt him, but he asked for my number...
...
finally, i realized that i was the grown up...
"how old are you?"
"im 25, but age is just a number, baby"
...
he left when i told him he was too young and too drunk and to keep his hand off my tits...
oh boy...
cg
power to change
i had another post in mind regarding the results of the poll and other events this weekend, and i still intend to, but first i wanted to comment on a few things...this post could perhaps go in my other blog...oh, well, here is where it shall remain!...
i have a few conversations in my head (hey, the one person who wont talk back! lol) and with others about regrets, wishes, dreams, decisions, and personal history...
when i notice themes occurring repeatedly in a relatively short period of time, i do my best to pay attention and analyze those themes...without dragging it out too long here is a jackson pollack of phrases thrown my way from several sources...one is from a recent movie, see if you can spot it ;)
"i just dont want to be a part of something that has to do with lying"
"i dont believe in regrets because then that means that i didnt learn anything"
"how do you wake up one day and wonder where you got lost?"
"the past belongs to us, and we can change it"
"i dont like living in fear of another person's weaknesses"
"i'm not proud of everything in my life, but one thing i can say is that i tried"
"i wont wait forever, once that door closes, it stays closed"
"you can stay huddled in your safe corner forever, or take a leap of faith"
all of the above statements, with the exception of one, came from other people regarding various issues...but the common theme was about choices we make or dont make...
what those statements tell me is that the our past, present, and future is not a simple shape with four perfect sides and equal corners...it begins shapeless and through a series of choices (not making a choice is a choice) it takes form...one day we realize that we either dont like what we see or are surprised at the beauty of it...when we are not happy with it we cant always see an easy "fix"...it took years down that path to get to the middle of nowhere...and the rising sun makes it hard to see the greyhound bus waiting at the end of the road....
others see it and become frustrated when we do not...they wave their arms and shout to us, but we are so encumbered by our realizations, that we are not able to see and hear...they are disgusted with us...they resent us and find us lacking or weak...
finding the power inside of ourselves to change is not always easy...for some, we can find a switch and click! we are on a different road...but we are each of us different...
i have shared my growing sexuality on this blog...i have learned about myself and others...i have learned that i am much more open-minded than i would ever have realized...i have made poor choices as well...and that's okay...making poor choices means that i did, for a moment at least, step out of that safe corner and took a leap of faith...i think i will gradually take more leaps...change is never the volatile, volcanic eruption that we see...it is a series of smaller events that lead to what we label "the change"...
what led most of you to blogging here...just curious, i suppose...sometimes the reasons we start something is different from the reasons we continue to do them...
cg
i have a few conversations in my head (hey, the one person who wont talk back! lol) and with others about regrets, wishes, dreams, decisions, and personal history...
when i notice themes occurring repeatedly in a relatively short period of time, i do my best to pay attention and analyze those themes...without dragging it out too long here is a jackson pollack of phrases thrown my way from several sources...one is from a recent movie, see if you can spot it ;)
"i just dont want to be a part of something that has to do with lying"
"i dont believe in regrets because then that means that i didnt learn anything"
"how do you wake up one day and wonder where you got lost?"
"the past belongs to us, and we can change it"
"i dont like living in fear of another person's weaknesses"
"i'm not proud of everything in my life, but one thing i can say is that i tried"
"i wont wait forever, once that door closes, it stays closed"
"you can stay huddled in your safe corner forever, or take a leap of faith"
all of the above statements, with the exception of one, came from other people regarding various issues...but the common theme was about choices we make or dont make...
what those statements tell me is that the our past, present, and future is not a simple shape with four perfect sides and equal corners...it begins shapeless and through a series of choices (not making a choice is a choice) it takes form...one day we realize that we either dont like what we see or are surprised at the beauty of it...when we are not happy with it we cant always see an easy "fix"...it took years down that path to get to the middle of nowhere...and the rising sun makes it hard to see the greyhound bus waiting at the end of the road....
others see it and become frustrated when we do not...they wave their arms and shout to us, but we are so encumbered by our realizations, that we are not able to see and hear...they are disgusted with us...they resent us and find us lacking or weak...
finding the power inside of ourselves to change is not always easy...for some, we can find a switch and click! we are on a different road...but we are each of us different...
i have shared my growing sexuality on this blog...i have learned about myself and others...i have learned that i am much more open-minded than i would ever have realized...i have made poor choices as well...and that's okay...making poor choices means that i did, for a moment at least, step out of that safe corner and took a leap of faith...i think i will gradually take more leaps...change is never the volatile, volcanic eruption that we see...it is a series of smaller events that lead to what we label "the change"...
what led most of you to blogging here...just curious, i suppose...sometimes the reasons we start something is different from the reasons we continue to do them...
cg
Saturday, January 17, 2009
sick girl
bleh..been sick...another freakin' cold...sokay though...i will have a post later this afternoon/early evening!...
toodles!
cg
toodles!
cg
Sunday, January 11, 2009
cherry blossom girl
on merlin's blog he has been reminiscing the growth of his and nimue's relationship...it reminded me of the sexual connection between people and flowers...something that has existed as far back as mankind has existed....
love is the evolution of all those things we put into it...and the flower is the sexual realization of that effort...
like the sun that warms the earth, our bodies warm over by thought, touch, smell...slight stirrings evoke subtle feelings of arousal...our bodies fill with the hot blood that courses through our veins giving way to erect cocks and swollen pussies...
as the farmer tills the soil, so does our lover stoke the flames within our bodies...we become both relaxed and tense...relaxing into the embrace....tense in anticipation...
that seed of sexual desire pushes against the shell of rationalization...we shed the logical thought and pursue the warmth...we want to feel that heat...that radiation of life...
that tight little bud, coaxed into unfurling its leaves...we open ourselves to the sensuality of our lover...
i sit here and feel the heaviness that pulsates between my legs...i can feel the wetness spreading on my panties...i shift my hips slightly to apply a touch more pressure...i can smell myself on my fingers...it is arousing to me...writing these words arouses me...i am sharing that arousal with you...
cg
love is the evolution of all those things we put into it...and the flower is the sexual realization of that effort...
like the sun that warms the earth, our bodies warm over by thought, touch, smell...slight stirrings evoke subtle feelings of arousal...our bodies fill with the hot blood that courses through our veins giving way to erect cocks and swollen pussies...
as the farmer tills the soil, so does our lover stoke the flames within our bodies...we become both relaxed and tense...relaxing into the embrace....tense in anticipation...
that seed of sexual desire pushes against the shell of rationalization...we shed the logical thought and pursue the warmth...we want to feel that heat...that radiation of life...
that tight little bud, coaxed into unfurling its leaves...we open ourselves to the sensuality of our lover...
i sit here and feel the heaviness that pulsates between my legs...i can feel the wetness spreading on my panties...i shift my hips slightly to apply a touch more pressure...i can smell myself on my fingers...it is arousing to me...writing these words arouses me...i am sharing that arousal with you...
cg
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