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Goodness, it does seem that I need to update this journal more often. ...what a pity that I only updated it a day or two ago. Once again, I am absolutely astounded over the sheer variety of messages that I've been receiving. One might think that would be a good thing, mm? Usually, yes, it would be. However, I'm also finding that quite a few of these messages are of the sort that prick at my annoyance level. ...annoying me is not the best way to get what you want, lads and lasses. While I strive to remain polite, and even formal, on these boards, I'm already beginning to lose my patience. If I say something once, I expect it to be listened to. If I say, 'My interests do not lie along those lines', or 'No thank you,' or simply 'No', I expect my wishes to be respected. When people continue to nudge, push, or worse...blatantly disregard them...that lovely little countdown to me losing my temper begins. There is a reason I work very hard to remain cool and calm at all times. While anger can be properly harnessed into a few delightfully fulfilling hours of work, the instant flare of temper can end in people being hurt. I prefer to have control over the hurt I cause. Just as I make sure that I do not overstep any bounds, when starting something...Do try to watch for my boundaries. While a note isn't the same thing as ensuring someone is comfortable with a kiss, a slap, or bindings, to me, it's important. I spend my time reading these, and answering. Do NOT waste my time. Also, just because I'm polite in my first refusal, do NOT assume that continuing to wheedle will get a different answer. I don't doubt myself very often, and I don't tend to change my mind about some things. An example of what one of those 'some things' may be is MEN. I've tried men in the past. I explored bisexuality. I thought I was straight for years. Now, from personal experience, hard-learned, and tested, let me tell you. I'm gay. I'm as flaming as a thousand angry burning suns. Is there anyone who can change that? ...maybe, but I doubt Johnny Depp would want to be locked in my closet, no matter how pretty he'd be in nothing but a collar, cuffs, and eye-liner. When you decide to 'check' and see if I'm interested, my dear, silly boys, it is a direct insult to me. I cannot believe that you would have simply 'misread' my profile. Large block letters' LESBIAN'. Either you can't read, but by some miracle of stupidity, can type...or the fool you have typing for you has a cruel sense of humor, and is hoping to get you ripped apart, eStyle. I don't hate men. As a matter of fact, some of my best friends are men. I enjoy speaking to them. I was one of the girls that played soccer, chess, and quiz bowl with the boys. I have no problem with offering advice, or receiving advice, from a man, whether he be dominant or submissive, switch, or not into the scene. It's the fools, the idiots, the absolute bloody stupid louts who seem to think that they are SPESHUL and I will see the ERROR of my woman-loving ways that make me seethe. Whether it's an actual hope that I'll somehow fall for them, with their oh-so-well written combination of 'lulz' and 'u r hot' fragments, or they're fools who are fishing with cut and paste novels about how spectacular they are, I just can't get away. I've been keeping my temper. Believe me, this journal was written without a shred of the anger that is threatening to burst free. I'm more annoyed than angry right now. Keep it up though, m'buckos, and you'll be singing a pretty little tune of shame and rejection. Oh, and if you enjoy that? It's called the 'block' button. Works wonders, really. Good evening, C.C.

Ah, already, I've had reason to create my first journal post. Unfortunately, not all of the reason is good. I appreciate the warm welcome I've been given by many of you. It truly brings a smile to my face, as I've been absent from the scene, and was previously unaware of one near me. I appreciate the advice, and the compliments. Many of you are quite sweet, men and women alike. However, I do have a complaint; while I also appreciate the interest shown...I would like to make it explicitly clear that I do not wish a relationship with a man. I've tried it in the past, and it failed abysmally. My heart doesn't rest with them. I have a little saying on the subject. 'Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.' What does that mean? Men...are like DumDums. Nice at first, sweet for a few minutes, but then...you're left with a soggy stick, that you don't really want to keep. Women, though...women are like a fine wine. Beautiful on the outside, sweet and warming on the inside, and intoxicating. When finished...you still linger on the taste, the scent, and the feelings. Plus the bottles are usually quite lovely. Now, I've received multiple messages from submissive men, wanting to serve, to do this, to do that, and I've decided not to send singular messages. Here is my message to you: PLEASE read my profile. It clearly states that I'm a lesbian. Do try to keep that in mind, or else I may be forced to write quite an annoyed journal. ...keep doing it, and you will receive messages. They will not be what you're hoping. C.C.