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7/18/2005 6:43:23 PM

Hey all I finally wrote again. It has been a long while I knew this wasnt going to be a habit. I don't even know where to start...I think I have moved on from this community and I will probably be closing this account and getting a blog or something. I still think I would like to learn more about the pleasure of obedience but now I'm obsessed with gay sex. Weird huh? It turns me on like no other and straight sex just bores me. I wonder if my boyfriend would be willing to put on a show for me...probably not. He is just too vanila. That's why the good lord blessed us with porn.Woohoo!

8/24/2004 10:56:27 PM
Sorry folks but intellectual genius it would seem has to wait for common courtesy. This is late but alas it is done. I think I may have found a job! I know there world is still spinning...strainger things have happened. It must have had someting to do with that dream I had the other night. it went something like this. i am walking through a dark alley way with a brown paper bag filled with groceries. I am running away from a brown car. I know the car is mine and why am I running you ask it is because I am bein chased by some punks. They are yelling at me and taunting me. i'm extremely scared and it seems as though I can never get to the end of the alley. No one is helping me and just when my sides are aching and I don't think I can take one more step, the leader of the gang grabs me by my hair and jerks me back hard. Even as my back hits his muscled chest his left hand is fondling my breast and his right thumb is massaging my throat. I feel like I can't breath and I think in mymind's eye that everything is over. A spot light comes on suddenly. Yes I know all the logical sane critics out there say how is this possible...its a dream and therefore it doesn't make sense and anything is possible. though I must admit it does sound a lot like erotica of which I am a great fan. I wonder where the authors get their material from..personal experience? i think not. I diverse again for give me...those holding their breaths and those scrolling super fast to find the good stuff.:) The light comes on and there is a figure shrouded in mystery and shadows. The pant of his zoot suit is butter yellow and he's wearing a wide brimmed dick tracy hat and a red tie. His hands are in his pocket and his casual pose is more menacing than any show of force. The punks quiet down when they notice him. I can't really see his face but some reason I trust him and I know he won't hurt me and I'm saved or so I thought.....tbc. I'm sorry I hate ending like that but I think this is running too long and I can always tell you what happens next if anyone is really interested at a later time or maybe tomorrow? Who knows right now I am in a splendid mood and I don't want to talk about dark things. I mentioned the dream because it always seems to come when I am feeling good or relaxed and I have often wondered about why. It doesn't repeat itself it continues like a mental soap opera. Perish the thought...it's bad enough they exist on day time tv. Being unemployed there are just too many hours in the day. You start getting creative about things your body can endure.oops  getting morbid again sorry about that. Why are there so many older men on this site anyway...I always thought that by a certain age a man settles down and is set in his ways and experimentation is just out of order. Of course it could be argued that this goes beyond experimentation in to a way of life and thus no matter the age it is still enjoyable. I must admit this is a good thing for me because I do prefer older me which simply weirds out my friends. I must be rambling again. Blame it on the coffee. My roomate claims I must be on crack. LOL!
8/23/2004 5:54:05 PM
Ah hah all you voyeristic fans out there. I have returned to the plasma screen. what can I say I love this thing. I am finally getting the hang of having a journal. I am rather distrustful and as such I feared having written down my desires I was asking for some one to read them. There is something to be said for developing a kinky streak. Nothing much happened today except for I am going to give back to society the only way I know how by taking care of the sick and elderly. Hah...me the pervert. how rich. Sometimes I wonder wha the world would be like if each of us could look at one another and glimpse the others soul. We would probably all be dateless and jobless. Does that mean that the world knows me....? That is perhaps a question best answered under the influence and not in the cold light of day. There I go again rambling about insignificant matters when there are bigger things at stake. Stake that reminds me I had this unbearable craving for steak today and so I bought chicken breast. Why you ask? I have no idea...I just couldn't bring my self to ...how should I put it...eat the meat!! That's a quote from a great man. Probably few of you have heard of him but if you have Kinney is simply Kinnetic. that's all for today folks like I said nothing much going on. If I'm lucky I'll be able to sike myself up enough to walk into a porn shop and buy some good stuck not the B crap the cable companies feed me. im a growing girl I need my proteins. :)
8/22/2004 2:19:12 PM
Ah here I am again. After all this time I am going to write once more. Everything is going great for me right now. Still unemployed but not terribly worried. I did have a little scare the other day when I thought that Imight be in trouble with a friend for encroaching on her territory but as it turned out she didn't mind and it was all cool. i do have one question how do you disuade a guy from taking an interest in you? I knew you wouldn't have any answers I guess I was just curious, well you knw what they say curiousity kiled the cat.....but satisfaction brought it back!
8/17/2004 5:26:57 PM

this is perhaps the first day of my life as an unemployed college graduate. i quit my job with out having another to fall back on. Why you ask no reason...I just couldn't bear to enter that place agian and pretend that it was all right and I could keep smiling. I am so tired of sales. I know there are others who know hat i am talking about. It jsut eats at the soul until there isn't very much to hang on to. I want somehting exciting barring exciting I'll settle for prestigious.  Who am I kidding at this point anything but sales would be better. May hap I took to big a step. I can think of several things that would be worse than sales. I thikn if I had a job I wouldn't be so worried all the time and i could go out and enjoy myself a little. Since graduating and aparently beginning this great post grad life, I have never been out once. Not even for a little drink. i so used to love dancing all night until the lights came on and then stumbling blindly to my car with a beatific smile. Now those were the days to live for. Or then agian perhaps I am just glamorizing college because it is over and I await the next stage in my life. I mean what would provoke me to do something life come to a bdsm site? i am shy retiring quiet and unassuming. I avoid conflicts at all cost and haven't been able to tell a straight lie since i was 6. I don't like to disapoint my friends and the idea that there is someone out there who hates me upsets me. I would rather they thin me negligent than not desiring of their company. I don't know what I am doin i don't even keep journals so why I am writing in this one is beyond me. If I do write agian then I will know that this is not just a phase.

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 Age: 27
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