The three of us housemates were chatting about emotions, love, life in general in the living room last night. It had been a long day for all of us, and it seemed like a good time for a pow-wow and some light philosophy.
The subject of self-deprecation and negative self-talk came up. » Read more
My mother likes to relate a story of a visit she had to her primary care provider many years ago, right around the time my little brother was born. She’d gotten down quickly to her svelte pre-pregnancy weight but was still distressed. “I don’t know what to do,” she said to her doctor. “I have such fat knees.”
“That’s how you know you’re thin,” he replied. » Read more
My birthday’s this week, and my friend Crystal sent me the most adorable present. I’m a telecommuter and am in the process of turning my at-home office into a full-blown “girl cave” – like the one the Sexy Librarian has and I got to drool over recently. Clothes, shoes, probably a vanity, » Read more
If I try to be monogamous with a vanilla man with low libido ever again, someone please inform me of the error of my ways.
I recently had a nice girly evening with the lovely Sika in which we commiserated about the plight of the kinky, libidinous female.
We’re raised culturally to believe that men are hardwired to constantly want sex day and night, » Read more
It all started last October when J and the Sexy Librarian took me shopping at the mall with them. Since Halloween was right around the corner, there was a beautiful shiny pair of coppery orange pumps at Torrid that I was absolutely in love with, but I had so many irritating expenses at the time what with attorney fees and my divorce filing costs and paying a therapist to process guilt from the divorce that I couldn’t justify dropping $60 on a new pair of pumps, » Read more
July 9, 2010:
There is a placefor the singlepeople – and ho are they? who am I
I inventa person worthy of servitude – is there a line of pretenders
.txt file authored when drunk
I am proud of my life now, the way I manage my days, » Read more
The Devil’s Panties
“We should go OUT,” Legalista says, emphatically.
I smile. “Yes, of course,” I reply. I am certain she is just being polite. After all, why would someone like her want to be friends with someone like me? She’s tall, beautiful, a lawyer, has her shit together. » Read more
In my former post, Stranger in a Strange Land, I reference friends of mine as a “lesbian couple.” I hadn’t cleared whether it was kosher or not to mention them on my blog and wasn’t quite sure how to name them/describe them.
Well, this weekend, I met up with them, » Read more
Sometimes I feel like I ran away to Ohio to join the sex circus.
There was a birthday dinner I went to this winter for a friend of mine. I met up with a bunch of people at this great sushi restaurant on the East Side. There was my friend, her boyfriend, and her husband (the 3 of them at the time mostly vanilla/a tad kink curious but poly), » Read more
I’ve had my training collar for about a month. At first, I just wore it to events, and then Skyspook and I had a sit-down a week or two ago, at which he requested that I wear it as much as possible around the house, which I happily obliged. I don’t wear it outside the house other than to take out the trash or get the mail – » Read more