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Wednesday, June 29

Morning Ramble

Well, well here we are again. Sitting through another boring day of “I’m working in here so don’t bother me” AKA doing nothing and liking it. I am of the opinion that I know no one powerful enough to help my cause. You see I am a college graduate with a double major and all and I still can’t get a good job. OK so the position title I have is sweet but the pay is shitty. I am not pidgin holed into a career that I do not want. To be honest I just want to sit and do meaningful things with my day or I want to be an artist. Doing my own thing, owning my studio and a little shop to thin out the goods every now and then, is that all too much to ask? I was great in college I even managed to make around 2 grand a semester at it after space and materials, so I guess I was ok.

Well that is not the problem with these days, though a job that paid me enough to pay all my bills and have some extra to save seeing as social security in this place is about as tight as a career red district hooker. But NO it is all well the economy is shit so we are going to pay all new people shit, which gets me to my next gripe. I want a job closer to home that pays a bit more where I do not want to kill myself rather than have to get out of bed and waste the precious minutes of my almost finished youth. I should at least make enough to go to the damn beach every once and a while I only like 2 hours from the damn thing and I live within a military family so cabins on the beach are like 70 a night and I still can’t afford it. Shit, oh and here’s the real HUGE kicker. Sometimes we just don’t get paid. Like this week. No money, it is a freakin holiday for fucks sake and I shall be broke as hell unless I hit the lotto. And you bet I play, it is like buying a small pink piece of hope once or twice a week. It keeps you thinking one day life could be drastically better for you and your family.

That’s right my family, If I was to win some money it would all be about making life a hell of a lot better for myself and them. Debt – Paid the hell off, houses – bought, cars – purchased (or at least fixed). If I won enough I would make sure that my parent’s never had to worry about a thing. Then I would lay it all out for me and C.

Not that I would go all SHOPPING SPREE. Though there is need for that. I would buy the essentials, house, furniture, car, lawyer, stuff needed. Not things wanted. If I won a billion dollars (that’s at least that much after Uncle Sam takes that hella huge tax out of it) I would quit my job, go on vacation, ask C if he wanted to keep his job or chuck it all and go back to school. I am no dummy a billion dollars isn’t going to last forever. So the plan is that we both have businesses up and running and turning a profit before the cash has a chance to run out. Not to mention that there will be a nice little retirement fund waiting for our old age.

Life will then be about living to the fullest. No more of this soul sucking nine to five crap. Not that I wouldn’t work hellish hours at my art but those are hours of enjoyment that just so happen to make you money. Yes thats the life for me. No more of this broke as, needing a raise crap for me. Oh well I guess thats it for the coffee hour.

Kay

Tuesday, June 28

Oh captain my captain

OK We had this discussion once, C and me, over which Startrek captain was the best. We were watching a TNG, DS9 marathon it went a bit like this
C: you know I have always had a soft spot for Shatner
K: Um no
C: Whaaa??? and you think who is better
K: Every and any other captain who ever lived the life of captain in the he entire Federation of Planets, their allies, AND their enemies. Except for those screwy haired Kazon peoples, they just don't do it for me.
C: mm huh
K: yeah he was always a bit over the top. I think I love all the rest in this order.
Picard
Sisko
Janeway
Archer
then Kirk just because of the kiss.
C: come on that is so not the real order of those......

it then became a long laundry list of the good and bad of each. We both agree that Kirk deserved hella props for pulling off the first on screen interracial kiss. But I didn't give him that much credit he kissed everything else in the galaxy why the hell should his crew have immunity. Of course he is all mancentric and I am all ok I would have put Janeway at the top of the list be the other two are just better captains. Archer, hummm, well he is of a different breed. Trying to fit a character into a set history and time frame is difficult as hell. Could have been better, but it sure could have been worse.

that is all on this for now
Kay

Sex can I ever get enough

NO

Now lets take a look at this from my perspective. I don't see my favorite appendage for 2 weeks almost (I did stop in on the way home from work for an hourish quickie the other day, but that doesn't count). I am WAY low on cuddle quotient, and feeling kinda blue, and may all the sisters in the feminism movement forgive me, but I just wanted a good lovin from my man. After that I felt better. For a while then I went in for more. Well it was a good day and a half I managed to coax 4 sessions out of him. Took some time juggling too, we are cleaning for a move and don't really have time to get over there to help out during the week and he is not function outside of work during the week so I do feel a little bad.

But then again, the sex was wonderful as usual and I was in need; And I was very generous with certain favors so it is not like he was getting the short end of the deal or anything. Not like I sprained my tongue or anything (that was another weekend) but I did feel a little spoiled by the end of Saturday. I do have to admit that letting him sleep in before church instead of getting a little more did make me a little grumpier than I had thought a lack of a little cock could. Am I turning into some kind of freakie chick who needs to have sex all the time. I hope not. Well at least I hope my stamina can take it. Don't want to be popping off one of the double digit sessions with an aneurysm .

Been thinking about this a bit the last few days. I like sex. And not just the good old getting to business hot sweaty pumping jumping rocking good middle part. I love foreplay, and afterplay, and "taking a break play" and everything as a hole. I think that is why I have always been against the 10 min quickie. First of all I am just getting started at 10 mins.... I know I used to date a guy who was like "let me watch 2 house of porn and stick my g/f for a min, yeah that makes her happy". Thank god for the Lions den (link on the right). Let me tell you I was keeping energizer in business those days. That was a long exile from the good lovin that I am again enjoying. But back to the topic. Second of all where is all the love in 10 min lovin. I am not a wham bam thank you chick kinda gal. I likes me engines to be burned out after a good few hours. And THIRD and probably the most important, what the hell kind of guy just leaves a woman all unfulfilled and shit. I mean what the fuck, you make me happy and you are DEFINITELY going to be the happiest m/f you know, and I site the sprained tongue incident. Let me just say it was worth it and muscles heal :-).

Kay

Dear god what the fuck happened

I get sick and sleep for a week and the side bar is gone to the bottom of my screen. What the fuck is up with that. I am not at all sure why it happened. It was fine now it is on walkabout the damn scream. I have tried loading other templates it is always the same. Well some are ok but I don't like them as much as this simple one. If there is anyone out there who is paying attention how the fuck do I fix this??? What in the world could I have done? And what can I do about making it not happen again?

Thank you
Kay

Tuesday, June 21

Got this great Email

Someone will always be smarter.
Their house will be bigger.
They will drive a better car.
Their children will do better in school. A
nd their partners will fix more things around the house.

So let it go and love you and your circumstances. Think about it. The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart. And the most highly favored woman on your job may be unable to have children. The richest woman you know - she's got the car, the house, the clothes - might be heartbreakingly lonely. So, love you. Love who you are right now.

Tell yourself, " I am too blessed to be stressed." Be blessed ladies and pass this on to encourage another woman.

"To the world you might be one person, but to one person you just might be the world."

Friday, June 17

stuffy sniffley unhappy

Oh man I am so not well. I have gotten a sinus infection. I am allergies to something here at my job I had been battling it for a few months but last week I ran out of my meds and that gave it a chance to get in. Now I have a freakin cold on top of it all. uuuggg I feel poopie. Though I still had to come to work cause one of the guys I work with thinks I work for him and that I need to get his work done for him cause he wants to go out on this fine cooler day and ride his motorcycle, fuckin midlife crisis havin m/f. I am so tired of guys that refuse to act their own age but want to treat you like you are 2 cause you are under 40. Yeah that's right you old fuck 50 may be mid life for you but I plan on living till I'm 1000 so BITE ME.

Um ok that was some aggression that was not planned for oh well. Besides all that I am having a good day, leaving work early to hang out with C a bit before I go home. Ya mid-day sex. hehe me likes it.

Man they really need to cure the common cold. That opportunistic bastard gets me every time my immune system is a little down. I am an asthmatic so it doesn't take much to weaken my respiratory system which leads to the immune system kirkin out. SO here we are with out 2nd which is not bad considering I usually get sick with every drastic weather change and we are back in our 4 incarnation of cool spring with intermittent HOT AS in between.

Oh well deconjestant kicking in good must go blow me nose and take a nap at my desk till quittin time.

:)
-Kay

Wednesday, June 15

HI EVERYBODY

OK here’s the scoop. I am BORED man so bored. I have to go to training today and tomorrow. The most boring shit. I have to listen to this moron (though he is extremely knowledgeable in his field) drone on and on. It is like listening to someone read out of a test book. Man he needs some lessons on how to wake the people up. Though is inappropriate comments about politics and society are funny. So that is me. So tired and falling asleep during this thing. I am trying to think of something to do in there to stay awake. Maybe I will write out a post. That sounds pretty good. Though the hole writing thing may feel a little outdated. I even take notes on a laptop. But not in this training it is in the basement of the building with so many people shoved into this room that it is a fire hazard. I nearly broke my neck getting out for the damn brake. Oh well, not like I mind being out of the office for half a week. Yeah avoidance. Well this is it for a while.

Later
-Kay

Monday, June 13

Funny things me man and I chatted on this week.

OK this might be a weekly thing maybe if I can swing it so here it goes.

Saturday we are lying naked in bed talking about junk waiting for the Chinese delivery guy to show. C turns to me and says the weirdest thing. That he is not all that in to vampire movies. WHAT??? AND that he wasn't into acoustic guitar, that it is not a very imaginative instrument and that it has a limited range for innovation. OK so he has looked me in the face and said that my favorite instrument is worthless and that my preferred movie subject sucks (in the bad way). SO I leaned over and bit his cock. He was unhappy. SO WHAT.

OK to be fair I did kiss it all better, and we nearly missed the delivery guy for the fun that ensued.

But am I over reacting. I don't think that he meant to dis the shit out of things that I love. So after I was sufficiently sated and he exclaimed that he just couldn't again, I decided that we should talk on it a little bit.

it went a bit like this:
K: so you won't go to Vampire movies with me.
C: I didn't say that and stop looking at my cock like that. I just meant that I just am not all into the vampire move as a genre. I mean most of them are pretty bad.
K: OK you can't look at them like they are going to be fantastic interpretations of classic vampire lore or some shit.
C: Well I know that but how many ways can you do immortal blood sucking guy with killer good looks.
K: so a movie about a vampire average looking guy who is not out to shag the country side is ok with yu
C: well then you just cut out the plot of most vampire movies out there.

At this point he gets a bit tacked I am not that good a debater when the other person thinks they are funny.

OK so a little later it is decided that movies should be looked at on a case by case basis. I haven't even broached the hole music thing. In most cases if it isn't rap or something foreign C doesn't have too much time for it. Oh well the things that must be put up with when you are in love. At least he likes jazz as much as I do or we would be having some serious problems.


more later
-Kay

Just a little mind junk

OK people you all don't know this but I have a ... Well lets just say that I have a little problem with the homosexual males. They make me horny as hell. I have no Idea why. They are totally not interested in me, and I being an attention needer from way back I should not be into them. I don't know. Maybe it is the fact that they are into the same things I am cock, and other male parts, shopping and know the way to a damn nail salon. I am not one of those gals who's best friend is gay and all her friends are gay and she is pitifully waiting the shining drunk fit. Hells no. I am just attracted a lot to gay males. It is kind of a mood killer sometimes. I will be out with my friends shopping and see wome guy/s and be like he/they are hot as ... Must be gay. But thank the lord for the Metrosexual, the straight man whose grooming and dress might lead one to think that he is gay. That ladies and gents is the holly grail. Not that I would ever leave C for anyone, I just like to have my drooling returned every once in a while.

Not that I am conceited or anything, cause I am not. I am just going on my own record. I have never been single for more than a week if it wasn't a voluntary conscience dision to spend time with me. You know mediation life affirmations that kind of stuff. I think everyone should date themselves every now and again. You may find that alone is some of the best company. Well I am having a serious need for cock (high octaine weekend, Funny how getting copious ammounts of sex just makes me hornier the next few days) so I better get off this thing before it gets bad. I'm off to the ice machine.


-Kay

Wednesday, June 8

MMMUUUUUAAAAAAHHAAAAHHAAHHAA

OK,
I am at the point now where I need more attention. I am not ignored... We just work different schedule so my free time is his sleep time and vice versa. So I get home from work and C's only been to bed like 2 hours ago so I can't be a bitch and wake him just for kicks cause that would make his balls early day suck and not in the good down on your knees making his eyes roll back into his scull way either. So I am watching some TV which to be honest I have been doing a lot of lately, and I get to this show there are these stupid chicks and one of them is a black female with BLONDE HAIR. WHAT THA FUCK. That has to be one of my all time "holy shit, what the hell is wrong with her" pet peeve type things. I am a black female and I don't think that many of us look good with blonde hair. This girl looks like a barbie experiment gone wrong. Not to mention that the three chicks in this show give all women a bad name. Some studio dumbass puts this shit out there and people actually watch it. Hell I just don't know.

Oh well now that that is over. Some times I just get a bit frustrated now back to the issue at hand. I am beginning to feel lonely. I love attention and when we were both on the same shift schedule I got all I wanted, unless C's computer tried to choke or something which has happened all of once in the last 5 months or so. so I am used to being the center of attention most of the time. Now I have no attention. I am hating it. Contemplating the internet chatrooms as a source of some attention and entertainment. But that would be wrong. I did that a few years ago and ended up with this guy who would follow me around on the net and try to tell me he loved me and that his cock missed me and shit like that. Some men are just a little too sheltered. I am also of the opinion that I do not need any borderline male activities going on right now. I don't want to have to ask myself is edating someone cheating. And I have a tendency to lie to people if I know that they will never know who I am.

It's SO bad I know but I like to see what I can get away with. Like a long time ago I used to use the phone chats. Well for those of you that don't have these where you live they are phone based chat thingies that you can go onto record a message and talk to people in your area. Well needless to say I was single at the time and the shit got really deep some days, and I got good at shoveling it. Well needless to say I had to give it up. started having trouble keeping the sudonyms straight and what guy thought I was whom. AND I cought myself contemplating the purchase of a book to write it all down in to keep things eaisy for me. Then I was like ok this is going a bit far. I need a hoby or just a good shaggin. Oh well this is getting a little long and it is time for me to get off for home.

Later people
-Kay

Well Well Well

Hmm,
I was wondering if people actually read this thing. Then I see a link to it on this guys blog(I read other people's blogs and comment but never expect them to actually read mine). I may need to get some content, damn now I can't think of anything. Maybe I need one of those statistics thingies to tell me how many people are reading this thing. Ah fuck it... People are either going to or not going to so why should I stress over it. I will at least give the bloglines a rest for a while. I work in a boring place and I found them and now I am hooked on the stupid things. Man the things we do when bored. Well it's not like I can just spend all day masturbating. There are a lot of people here and to be honest C doesn't need me that horney all the time dropping by waking him for sex.

HA
-Kay

Monday, June 6

Another day another aggravation

So here I am at work. Got here later than planned. Couldn't get started this morning. Damn cat woke me up then preceded to knock on the door for half an hour. Found out this morning that S forgot to feed her damn cat and so he was trying to get food from me. I fed him on my way out, that is probably why he keeps bugging me. I should kill S but she is not at fault. Everyone in the damn house takes care of her responsibilities. Thank goodness I don't stay at C's place on work nights too often. I would have to kill some of these people.

Monday, there is something wong with it

Sunday, June 5

Sometimes I feel a little crazy: and first kiss

Like a crazy person. My mind is filled with shit. I love c so badly that it is painful sometimes. In my life I have never experienced true jealousy about some guy. I am not used to it. I am jealous of everything that takes time away from me. Maybe that is why I ignored that little voice, "check the clock" I got to keep him a few mins longer, but that meant he was in a hurry to get out to get to work. So I get no kiss. I feel like going after him, though that would be wrong. And look a little too needy.

Now when I say that I love C it is not one of those little piddley school girl bull-shit loves. I have loved him since the day I first saw him. This was oh say 10 years ago; the time 1994'ish (yeah I'm getting up there), the place hermitage, or some other stupid little competition, the fact, me and my good friend B walking to meet our section (band geeks we were), passing another group form a school near ours. There is this tall cute m/f with a 3ft pony tail on the top of his head swinging it like a helicopter. He is looking so damn cute just hanging with his friends, comfortable in his skin like no one at that age has a right to be. Though I knew I was and that I wanted him to be mine and I his. I wanted him to be my first. I turned to B and said "I'm going to have that... Don't quite know how yet but I will"

Where there is a will there is always a way. So it is just a few short hours later (the next day) I begin making inquiries around my acquaintances looking for someone that went to that school who could get me those digits. And as luck would have it a slut from my church (of all places) was his best friend. Just described the scene (ie. Helicopter head) and she was like hells yeah I know him well (jealousy number ONE) she left out the we are good nonsexual friends part but and me knowing that she was like the town tramp I was like FUCK I want nothing to do with her ex men. But she laughs, probably reading it off my face and is like he is like my lil brother. Relief. So I get his number and she gives mine to him. And as the age old high schooler thing to do three way call time. So we get the introduction and shit and P bales.

There we are high lvl strangers at this point, and we begin to talk. We have everything is common. ST, SciFi, Band, Competitive Swimming, Military bratthood, we spend so much time on the phone with one another that my parents put in a second line so they can have their phone back. I think the thing that really sent them over the edge is us watching TV together over the phone. Not talking just watching and then discussing it on the commercials and afterward. Movies on the tube that way too. Discussing how inaccurate this where with the comic or the book that preceded the movie or TV show. OK true geekdom and we knew it. And we loved each other for it. I could be myself, me the real me, the ST loving, novel reading, thespian who wanted nothing more that to go to music college and spend the rest of her life do ing stage in off Broadway (who wants all that pressure or Broadway) and something as artsy as I can fit in the rest of the time. Not to mention sexing the shit out of C as often as possible.

Let me tell you the conversation stayed suspiciously away from sex for the first months of phone chatting. Then is ashes me to his military ball, I am SO FUCKING HAPPY. I could have jumped off the highest building my friend. So the shopping begins, the ball isn't far away just a few weeks, I remember trying on like 100 dressed and going with the little too short peach after 5 lacy over satin thing. Turns out one of his favorite things in the world was lacy things. hehe ESP like a m/f.

OK so it was weird going to go to a ball with someone that you never met IRL, this was before internet dating for anyone I knew even existed, except slutty P. But she was the vast exception not the norm.

I can't remember him picking me up I just remember the HOLLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR. He had told me that he had had to cut it for ROTC of all things but it hadn't registered with my mental picture of him. He looked so GOOD. I was sorry I missed pulling that long hair, but his short, barely regulation shaggy was just too cute on that face. So I can't remember the drive there (his mom drove, and yes we where that young) or what we talked about at first but I remember the dancing.. For one thing he was like 6'2 already and I was like 5'6ish not yet growing on either account. My dress being shot kind had this habit or raising a little too fucking high when I put my arms around his neck, nothing showing thanks to luck and a guardian angle but enough to get some looks from the other boys.

At the time I was a DD cup and a tiny waist and a cute round ass that just made those skinny bitches gag. We looked SO good together. We were there with some friends of his and hung out over much dancing and punch. Now the one thing I truly remember about the night was the kiss. OK driving home (or rather being driven home, his mom is such a trooper) we are talking , you know the did you have a good time, you look so pretty shit, he was so complimenty I was spinning. Then he leans over and kisses me. My head is spinning the softest firmness to touch my lips ever (yet). We kissed for what seamed like forever (his mom pretended not to notice) Not my first kiss but my first real kiss with passion and emotion behind it, I wanted to let him take my clothes off and fuck the hell out of me right there. But we remembered where the fuck we where and disengaged. Damn near to my house at that point (where the fuck did all those miles go). So I was home he walked me to my door and kissed me again, long sweet, he touched my breast (PUSSY ON FIRE). He stopped himself and kissed me again and was gone. I went inside and told my mom I had a GREAT time and she just smiled and went off to bed.

I floated to my room and had some hard core masturbation time before he called me to say he was home, and we talked the night away. I was so happy that I went to school the next day energized from the dance on no sleep and didn't kill a single person. In short a good day.

Friday, June 3

Blogthings - Your Rising Sign is Gemini

Blogthings - Your Rising Sign is Gemini





Your Rising Sign is Gemini









You often feel torn between two dominant personalities.

Sometimes you're adaptable and friendly; other times indecisive and unsure.



No matter what, you're the life of the party or conversation.

Witty and talkative, you entertain with your stories and gossip.



It's a bit difficult for you to finish what you start - jobs, friendships, relationships...

There's so much you want to try. You often bite off more than you can chew.



Blogthings - What's Your Love Type?

Blogthings - What's Your Love Type?


Your #1 Love Type: INFJ

The Protector

In love, you strive to have the perfect relationship.
For you, sex is nearly a spiritual experience, a bonding of souls.

Overall, you have high expectations for any relationship you're in.
However, you tend to hold back a part of yourself.

Best matches: ENTP and ENFP

Your #2 Love Type: ENFJ

The Giver

In love, you give your all and feel guilty when relationships fail.
For you, sex is not seperate from love and caring.

Overall, you are humorous, giving, and motivational.
However, you tend to be over-protective and critical of your partner.

Best matches: INFP or ISFP

Your #3 Love Type: INFP

The Idealist

In love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship.
For you, sex doesn't come quickly - it takes time for you to open up.

Overall, you are supportive, nurturing, and expressive.
However, you tend to be shy and protective of your personal space.

Best matches: ENFJ and ESFJ

Your #4 Love Type: ISFJ

The Nurturer

In love, you are quietly intense, devoted, and tend too hold on too long.
For you, sex is a way to get closer - and a way to take care of your partner.

Overall, you are altruistic and eager to please your sweetie.
However, you tend to also be non-confrontational and secretly frustrated with relationship issues.

Best matches: ESTP or ESFP

Your #5 Love Type: ENFP

The Inspirer

In love, you are passionate and eager to develop a strong bond.
For you, sex should be playful, creative, and affectionate.

Overall, you are perceptive and bring out the best in your partner.
However, you tend to hold on to bad relationships after they've turned bad.

Best matches: INTJ and INFJ



My Porn Star name

Blogthings - Porn Star Name Generator (female)

Your Porn Star Name is: Busty de Lusty