Isolated BDSM Blurts - Roosters are Vicious

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Yeah, could be. They have seemed to be very fascinated by apples and bananas, and all of them love weighing the produce and getting the price sticker.

Do you know why fruit is so expensive there? Don't they grow any? I read in a magazine about the Japanese fruit and veggie carving thing. They interviewed a Japanese woman who lives in Finland and she said her favorite vegetable to carve is beet, but beets can cost about 3 euros a piece there. :eek: Here I buy them at 1-2 euro a kilo.

Fruit is considered a luxury item. That's a weird thought, right? It's also a large part of their gifting culture. There are imported fruits and such, but what they tend to grow is maticulously cultivated and shipped carefully to be in pristine condition. I remember looking at the fruit in the grocery stores and thinking, "what's all this colorful wrapping for?" o_O; I recognize now what it was all about. There were peaches (maybe apples) in a special carton (like an egg carton but for fruit) and each fruit had its own little "sock" with just the top of the fruit out and then is was all wrapped in place with plastic. I remember thinking the fruit looked better than anything I had seen piled into a bin here, but at the time it just seemed like a lot for fruit.

Here's a picture of those sick things.
 
Fruit is considered a luxury item. That's a weird thought, right? It's also a large part of their gifting culture. There are imported fruits and such, but what they tend to grow is maticulously cultivated and shipped carefully to be in pristine condition. I remember looking at the fruit in the grocery stores and thinking, "what's all this colorful wrapping for?" o_O; I recognize now what it was all about. There were peaches (maybe apples) in a special carton (like an egg carton but for fruit) and each fruit had its own little "sock" with just the top of the fruit out and then is was all wrapped in place with plastic. I remember thinking the fruit looked better than anything I had seen piled into a bin here, but at the time it just seemed like a lot for fruit.

Here's a picture of those sick things.
Interesting. Thanks. We sometimes have those socks on some fruit too, but it's rare. Peaches and other soft fruit are usually in those egg carton things, but not really stored as neatly and carefully as in that picture.

I suppose it's good that they appreciate the fruit, but at the same time it is kind of weird, too.
 
The occasional tension relieving, emotional release valve sob is very underrated as a form of self care I think.

It is indeed and don't let anyone convince you otherwise.

I went through a dark time when every Friday I would drive the long way home from work so I could induce a release sob and face my weekend "refreshed" and ready to go. It is very therapeutic.
 
Yo. It's -13 F here. Not feels like, but it legit is -13. Feels like -23.

We could meet somewhere in the middle somewhere less nippy and I'll cook dinner there. :p

I just got back home and for masochistic and fatass reasons I walked instead of taking the tram. There were people skating. I had to stop and take a picture, my hands are still frozen. :)

We've had it as cold as that as recently as three years ago when it was -20 and felt much colder.

I checked, and the approximate midpoint between Seela's home (guessing somewhat here) and mine is Kangerlussuaq, Greenland. I like MeekMe's suggestion better.
 
So we're having a Litogether this winter at MeekMe's house, is that what I'm reading?
 
So we're having a Litogether this winter at MeekMe's house, is that what I'm reading?

O_O

I come back to blurt and find this. >_>

_______blurt

I was emailed tonight about an upcoming art showcase. I haven't actually "worked" in so long that just the email made me feel very nervous and rather emotional. So weird that I want it and hate it at the same time. Can't I just do things I like and never show anyone ever?
 
Meh, walking through big airports is enough for me. Especially if I am excited and I go around the shops and never sit still and then excitedly check gates and boarding every couple of moments.

Then don't sleep on the plane because it's fun and get to where I am going on excited nervous energy; it's exercising imo. :).

Plus, except while it's checked I am dragging overweight luggage :). Weight lifting.

So you're that traveler. :D
 
O_O

I come back to blurt and find this. >_>

_______blurt

I was emailed tonight about an upcoming art showcase. I haven't actually "worked" in so long that just the email made me feel very nervous and rather emotional. So weird that I want it and hate it at the same time. Can't I just do things I like and never show anyone ever?

Maybe that emotional mix, gets the creative juices going?
Do it, MeekMe. Step out on that ledge and don't apologize....
 
No need to worry, everyone. I'm sure MeekMe is a thoughtful enough hostess to make sure she pre-cukes every room in the house before we all arrive.
 
The President is coming to Chicago in a week to deliver a farewell address. Tickets were available today on a first-come, first-served basis starting at 8 am. Police were keeping people from lining up until 6 am. A friend waited for three hours but had arrived too late to get a ticket. It was -7F when she got in line. I will watch the speech via live streaming so no need to freeze my ass off. She is devoted. Maybe a tad foolish, but devoted nonetheless.
 
They have something about growing/eating/molesting cucumbers.
I try to stay out of it.

You put the Cum in cucumber, Cumference!

Thanks. I will squash my curiosity for the time being. It would be foolish to let this matter drive me out of my gourd.

Yes. Lettuce alone.

No need to worry, everyone. I'm sure MeekMe is a thoughtful enough hostess to make sure she pre-cukes every room in the house before we all arrive.

And if not, we will.

The President is coming to Chicago in a week to deliver a farewell address. Tickets were available today on a first-come, first-served basis starting at 8 am. Police were keeping people from lining up until 6 am. A friend waited for three hours but had arrived too late to get a ticket. It was -7F when she got in line. I will watch the speech via live streaming so no need to freeze my ass off. She is devoted. Maybe a tad foolish, but devoted nonetheless.

I like her. :)
 
I like how I keep searching for guys to date but the moment my parents bring up a nice single guy over to tea or something I become the most profession-driven alpha bitch ever. It's like admitting I want companionship would be akin to setting myself on fire.

Or maybe this is revenge on them for not liking my choices. *shrugs*
 
Just to make it absolutely clear: I will NOT apply for a name change to "Cucumberence".

(Not even promises of tit-photos and cookies will make me do it!)
 
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