Isolated BDSM Blurts: Facehugger Fetish

I just learned that I'm an offspring of an actual slave.

My best friend has the same last name as my mom's maiden name was. My best friend's family is crazy thoroughly researched because her dad and his siblings are very into all that. We've known for some years now that my mom and her dad are third cousins.

Now, there was an article about the Great Northern War in the paper and it mentioned the slaves that were taken from here to Russia during the war and how after the war some were able to return. I mentioned the article and my friend was like, "oh, yeah, one of our ancestors is one of the people who managed to return from slavery".

Huh. Did not know that.
 
Laying awake...

...liking the feeling
Of having placed the hot feelings
I had once felt

In a jar.

To hold it all in the hands of memory
In the eye of my mind
All now removed

From any sense of importance

Looking at it
Like how one looks at a specimen in a museum

Delighted that it's there
That it can be called upon
Once remembered

And how it can be put back
Until there is a thought for it
To be remembered again.
 
Do sommeliers and food critics refuse to perform oral sex on the grounds it will ruin their palate?
 
Oh no, I’m a little too tipsy. Not drunk, just way too…cheerful.

Must be the influence of being so close to the Russian border. Vodka vapors and what not…
 
I love how this fills me with a wanting-to-do-for-a-woman.
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I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(
 
I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(

Sorry for your loss, I lost a friend like that in late 2019. He was only an internet and telephone friend with a common interest in handicapping horse races. He was a paraplegic, who was a successful court stenographer and had a witty sense of humor. He had a similar accident as Charles Krauthammer, diving into a shallow surf. Charles was an inspiration to him. Luckily he had a family and lived a pretty full life in spite of his injury. He was subject more and more to pneumonia, and breathing issues. He went quiet on me, and I tried both his cell and landline, but never got a response.
 
I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(

I’m sorry for your loss!:rose:
 
I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(

Awww, Dave.

I'll repeat myself a lot. 2021 sucks!
 
I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(

I’m sorry. :rose:

It’s a good thing you found out and got closure. At least now you don’t have to wonder. *hug*
 
I lost a friend yesterday. I knew him from internet message boards for maybe 10 or 12 years. We met once irl... camped and laughed and drank. Sometimes he would go quiet for a month or two like people do, and then reappear, and we would catch up. This time he didn't. He died last December. Alone. All of his friends from the net are just finding out. Friends from the Appalachian Trail, the Colorado mountains, the PNW...Goddamn.:(


Hard to hear, especially the alone part.

:rose:
 
Nothing from Shank for months now. Hopefully he thinks about it and checks in soon. Sending the best vibes his way :rose::heart:
 
Getting rid of lingerie types of things is so hard.

For reasons I don't know, the bin where you could recycle textiles that aren't fit to be sold second hand was taken away and replaced with a bin for textiles that are fit to be sold second hand.

I could put them in the regular to-be-burned trash (I suspect that's what the recycling places would do to them anyway :(), but someone digs through the trash most nights and somehow I don't love the idea of having my more intimate apparel spread around.

Annoying. I guess I have to find a new recycling spot, even though it's probably ways a way, or start bringing it in stores in tiny batches, because they don't accept big quantities at once (which is idiotic).
 
Getting rid of lingerie types of things is so hard.

For reasons I don't know, the bin where you could recycle textiles that aren't fit to be sold second hand was taken away and replaced with a bin for textiles that are fit to be sold second hand.

I could put them in the regular to-be-burned trash (I suspect that's what the recycling places would do to them anyway :(), but someone digs through the trash most nights and somehow I don't love the idea of having my more intimate apparel spread around.

Annoying. I guess I have to find a new recycling spot, even though it's probably ways a way, or start bringing it in stores in tiny batches, because they don't accept big quantities at once (which is idiotic).

If you put it in the burn trash, cut them in half or quarters first. Less chance of seeing them around later. :rose:
 
In hindsight, biking to work in rain wearing a dress and heels wasn’t the best way to start the day. Looking forward for it being over.

Edit: I am the state and the government. Funny.
 
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Won't be doing my nails today, because I can't choose the color. I don't want to make a single decision today anymore. Brained out now.
 
I just accidently sent a mostly finished and very emotional email that had been sitting in my drafts folder since 2009. I didn't even know I had a drafts folder until today, it was the only message there. I was supposed to delete it but that didn't quite go to plan...

Fingers crossed the recipient doesn't use that email anymore. :rolleyes:

Update in case anyone cares:

I heard back from them yesterday...

I had sent a little explanatory note after the email I sent by accident as Iris suggested, so they already knew what it was about. They got a good chuckle out of the situation and my embarrassment and relentlessly made fun of it, which is incredibly on-brand for them. I guess some things don't change. :D

We talked a little, caught up on the past 11+ years of each other's lives and it was pretty pleasant. All's good. :)
 
Update in case anyone cares:

I heard back from them yesterday...

I had sent a little explanatory note after the email I sent by accident as Iris suggested, so they already knew what it was about. They got a good chuckle out of the situation and my embarrassment and relentlessly made fun of it, which is incredibly on-brand for them. I guess some things don't change. :D

We talked a little, caught up on the past 11+ years of each other's lives and it was pretty pleasant. All's good. :)

Thanks for the update! Love a good ending.
 
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