Wednesday, November 16, 2005

You're the finest looking piece of meat I've ever seen

I want many nights of reckless abandon with you to do all the things I've never done before.

Shock me. And we don't have to keep it private.

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'Ain at 02:17

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Thursday, November 10, 2005

Good girls get their kicks after six

More fan-mail came in today:

"I can only imagine with a blog entry like that, you received a million replies. But I am the one for you, live just west of Heathrow and would love to get into a tangle with you and enjoy some physical and emotional. Me?

6ft4
Athletic
Blue eyes
Romantic
Spiritual (ish)
Never been married
No kids
Don't smoke
Never ever touched any drugs of any kind
Run like the wind
Drink like a fish
Horny as hell
Adore giving oral
Into restraint
Domination & Submission
Japanese rope work
Role play
Spanking
Voyeurism
Exhibitionism
Tantric Sex

+44 79** 6** 9** I dare ya! If of course, you are actually genuine.


PS. You can take most (but not all), of the above, with a pinch of salt but it does all have some foundation, so if you only pick up on the sordid side of this then you ain't for me."

And when this other guy wrote in, I thought maybe religion was all I ever needed after all. Like maybe God could really protect me from all the bad things in the world. Like Japanese rope work for example.

"Hi my friend I am Eric from Singapore. I love to be friend with you. Hope you don't mind. If anything I can pray for you? If you don't mind to tell me? I believe in prayer I believe pray can help you. Don't worry I just wanted to help my friend only. I believe God will be with you always. You may come to my groups and tell me what you want me to pray for you.

*****healing@groups.***.com or you also can e-mail me in mail eric*****@***mail.com I just want do pray for you."

And really bad english.

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'Ain at 19:15

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Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Bored out of my mind

Dealing with computer viruses is a bitch. Something's been fucking around with my desktop again this week, and I'd really like to know something: Why isn't someone hunting these people down and tossing their nerdy asses into federal prison? Is it a manpower problem? Because if the authorities are short-handed, I'd be delighted to volunteer twenty hours a week to the round-up. I'd really like to meet the guys who create these viruses. And beat them over the head a few times with a night stick on the way to lock-up. Then I'd like to interrogate them. Maybe with a car battery and some jumper cables.

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'Ain at 22:45

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Add some fries on the side to that

I’m beginning to get rather impatient with men.

Let’s get this straight. I will not tolerate calls on my cell every minute. I cannot tolerate men constantly bleating to me about how much they miss the smell of my hair. I don’t have the patience to entertain insecurities on a daily basis. I don't want to mother and don't need to be mothered. I do not want a knight in shining fucking armor. And I hate baby talk.

What I really want is a challenge. I want a man I can spend the next few years loathing, loving and lusting all at the same time. A man who gets a kick out of sparring with me. A man who just can’t seem to get enough of me, but hates me to death. A man to fight in bed and mess up the sheets with and then to fall asleep naked with. Someone I can say “I fucking hate you” in the face, make it up with a night of reckless passion and abandon, only to end it with "I fucking love you". Screw the knight in shining armor. Give me the last standing wounded warrior who puts me on a pedestal to be worshipped, only to sink his teeth into me to devour and tear me apart into shreds after.

If you think you fit the bill, I’d like to make a double order of you.

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'Ain at 00:00

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Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Trick or Treat




Halloween turned out just as I expected it to be – bittersweet. Witchin’ hour started at 10. The girls and I dressed up and made our way to Rouge for the party. Halloween is so ephemeral, y'know? I mean, the main event only lasts about four or five hours max. And that’s all you’re gonna get until next year.

My pseudo exotic-dancing-vampire alter ego was ready to devour the next fine looking piece of meat I was gonna set my eyes on. I was dancing so much that night, and I had Death trying to feel me up on the dance floor. Probably because my cheong sam was riding up my ass most of the time. But it was right there and then, on the dance floor, where I saw the most beautiful mark that night. I think the anticipation built up this immense expectation for me. Kind of like Christmas sometimes after you get your presents - it can fall flat. Because by the time I was ready to do something about it, the night was already over.

Oh, the things I wanted to do to him.

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'Ain at 22:40

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