The Secret Diary of Janey Jones

Good. I am glad my parents weren't telling me some bullshit. I just never heard anyone else naming it that before. Now I am not alone.

When I was little my mom told me: Little girls are to be seen and not heard. I guess everyone has issues.

So, what about the rough-housing? Do you compensate for it now?


ummm, I'm busy doing the laundry and I have some gardening to do. I'll answer that one later.
 
I'm going to test out this 10 hour lip stain gloss. If it doesn't last through a BJ, I'm writing to Maybelline to let them know about it.
 
I'm going to test out this 10 hour lip stain gloss. If it doesn't last through a BJ, I'm writing to Maybelline to let them know about it.
If it lasts through a 10-hour BJ, write to Maybelline to let them know about that, too! :eek: And maybe the Guinness Book of Records, too, but not about the lip stain gloss. :rolleyes:
 
If it lasts through a 10-hour BJ, write to Maybelline to let them know about that, too! :eek: And maybe the Guinness Book of Records, too, but not about the lip stain gloss. :rolleyes:
I am not a giver-upper but if he takes that long to ejaculate I will drop him off at the local brothel for the night. I will go home and sleep and pick him up in the morning, give him a shower and the love he needs.
 
We divert this train wreck for a 12.5 hour episode of serious decision making in the intensive care unit.
 
We divert this train wreck for a 12.5 hour episode of serious decision making in the intensive care unit.
It's not a train wreck. We established that way back here:
There is a certain draw, an attraction, to this thread, similar to but definitely not the same as watching a trainwreck. Or perhaps a better metaphor would be ... I don't know. What *would* a better metaphor be?

It's not anticipating a crash, but anticipating the *avoidance* of the crash that seems ALMOST inevitable, having hope and faith, and knowing that the driver will pull it out in a screech and smoke of brakes, sliding to a halt just before running over the twins' pram. Yeah, that's sort of it.

It's too early in the morning for my metaphor engine to be up to full steam yet. I think you get what I mean, though.

As it grows and continues, it's more like "Unstoppable," a 2010 film starring Denzel Washington. The train speeds faster and faster, rocking more wildly from side to side, even on the gentlest curves, but somehow we know that the engineer (our heroine, Janey!) will make a death-defying leap from a speeding pickup to the speeding locomotive, bring it to a shuddering, crazed halt, and save all the innocent women, children and pets from the potential crash.
 
We divert this train wreck for a 12.5 hour episode of serious decision making in the intensive care unit.


Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination
 
Day 1 on my own and I already cried. The intensivist made me cry.

I ran away before he could see but he found out and hugged me.

I whispered in his ear: it's a good thing I like men who make me cry.
He said: crying is good.
 
I am having issues with my asshole. I was afraid to go to the bathroom. I got over it.

Last night I had a nightmare that the surgeon put his finger in my asshole. He found me in the pantry.
 
It's not a train wreck. We established that way back here:

As it grows and continues, it's more like "Unstoppable," a 2010 film starring Denzel Washington. The train speeds faster and faster, rocking more wildly from side to side, even on the gentlest curves, but somehow we know that the engineer (our heroine, Janey!) will make a death-defying leap from a speeding pickup to the speeding locomotive, bring it to a shuddering, crazed halt, and save all the innocent women, children and pets from the potential crash.

I remember that post. :rose:

I haven’t seen the movie, but I will put it on my list. It’s funny, I am so damn lethargic when it comes to saving myself but when it comes to saving others I have super strength.
 
I am having issues with my asshole. I was afraid to go to the bathroom. I got over it.

Last night I had a nightmare that the surgeon put his finger in my asshole. He found me in the pantry.

I hope you are healing.... in any way you need to be healing
 
I went to the deli, for deli coffee before work. A man opened the creamer and sniffed it before pouring some into his cup. He's the kind of man that fingers his girl and smells his finger behind her back-- to make sure.
 
I hope you are healing.... in any way you need to be healing
We all have wounds. I dress mine with the saline soaked gauze of my dreams. When that doesn’t work I pour some betadine on my words.

I am the girl with the Mercurochrome colored knees. It’s off-the-market but the stains never went away.
 
We all have wounds. I dress mine with the saline soaked gauze of my dreams. When that doesn’t work I pour some betadine on my words.

I am the girl with the Mercurochrome colored knees. It’s off-the-market but the stains never went away.

does "tongue in cheek" mean there is a person A and a person B involved?
 
I do not understand the meaning of this. Is this about licking assholes?

this is why I go to the Oracle with my questions. I never considered that possibility. yeah that would be quite good especially since you have all manner of anti-bacterial product
 
No, my boyfriend did not blacken my eyes. I am tired. It’s not easy.
If I had a boyfriend and he did blacken my eyes he would probably beat you up for trying to save me, or for putting ideas in my head.
 
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