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Tzara said:
I'd give you a big hug, but that might not sit well with e2.

Hang in there. It will, eventually, be over.

I just saw this and I'll take the hug. Some of your muse dust might sprinkle on me. E squared says hugs are fine, just no groping. He understands about the muse dust. :)
 
Angeline said:
I just saw this and I'll take the hug. Some of your muse dust might sprinkle on me. E squared says hugs are fine, just no groping. He understands about the muse dust. :)


:D :rose:


Had to respond, not only sweet but funny and a bit erotic. Nice musings going on here. ~~!!
 
Angeline said:
I just saw this and I'll take the hug. Some of your muse dust might sprinkle on me. E squared says hugs are fine, just no groping. He understands about the muse dust. :)
Unfortunately, I don't sprinkle muse dust, merely used dust. And it's more like shed than sprinkle.

And, finally, while you've said you look kinda like Laura Nyro, which I have to say is pretty lust inducing (be still my, uh, heart), what I really want to grope is your CD collection:

Ooh, ooh! Bud Shank and Elvin James! Please PLEASE let me rip this to mp3! ;)
 
I do not have a penis

so, why is 99% of al my spam directed at me as if I do have a penis? and why do all spammers automatically assume that if I did have a penis, it would need to be enlarged?

jeez, I think I am gonna figure out how to re spam the spammers with an email like

Attention!

how would you like to make your pussy wetter? We KNOW you have a pussy, or you wouldnt have gotten an email from us, just admit it. You have one and you want it WETTER< TIGHTER< HOTTER and all you have to do is apply our miracle make your pussy wet cream... apply it and rub,rub rub oh, rub rub baby rub, and your pussy will be so wet, you will wish you never saw a penis.

now, would that make men angry? To be treated as if the world assumes they all have a pussy? I think that would end spam like that. If just somehow, we could turn it back at them, and oh well, I got it figured like this, the spammers must have little wankers, I mean practically invisible, so they assume everyone has a little one. and damn, I have had some that werent giant but the man knew how to USE it.

I think that isthe difference,. even a big one isnt worth a damn if it isnt used properly...

I hate spam

:p
 
ghost_girl said:
so, why is 99% of al my spam directed at me as if I do have a penis? and why do all spammers automatically assume that if I did have a penis, it would need to be enlarged?

jeez, I think I am gonna figure out how to re spam the spammers with an email like

Attention!

how would you like to make your pussy wetter? We KNOW you have a pussy, or you wouldnt have gotten an email from us, just admit it. You have one and you want it WETTER< TIGHTER< HOTTER and all you have to do is apply our miracle make your pussy wet cream... apply it and rub,rub rub oh, rub rub baby rub, and your pussy will be so wet, you will wish you never saw a penis.

now, would that make men angry? To be treated as if the world assumes they all have a pussy? I think that would end spam like that. If just somehow, we could turn it back at them, and oh well, I got it figured like this, the spammers must have little wankers, I mean practically invisible, so they assume everyone has a little one. and damn, I have had some that werent giant but the man knew how to USE it.

I think that isthe difference,. even a big one isnt worth a damn if it isnt used properly...

I hate spam

:p

Boy, no kidding! I get about 20 pieces of spam a day. I'm on all sorts of "don't email me" lists, but of course that means nothing. I can't even answer these spammers that want me to increase my penis size and vitality. I don't have a penis! Ok, I have one plastic one and the live one that periodically IS attached to me is just fine. And because my married name, which I won't even have much longer, is Spanish (Catalan, to be exact), I get these emails in English and Spanish. Plus the invites to web cam from Senorita Gone Wild, the message from my new friend at My Space (I don't belong to My Space), Facebook (ditto). Even the Christian singles want me. I'm neither Christian nor Single. And when I am (Single, not Christian), I don't want to meet the ones waiting to meet me in MY AREA NOW. Actually that creeps me out a little. I don't want strangers in my town expecting anything from me.

Anyway, I really just wanted to say I agree. :eek:
 
For me, blog entries are something of a challenge. My life is typically as exotic as that low-fat cheese that tastes like wax-covered cardboard. I never have any nipple clamp or dildo experiences (or even meta-experiences) to write about. Heck, I don't even have a Burger King experience to write about. At least not a recent one. Perhaps I'm not pervy enough to live an interesting life. My idea of perversion is to drink white wine after red. Try that in France; the waiters are so offended they refuse to serve you.

But Marcel Proust managed to write a seven volume novel based in part of the sensations evoked by the taste of a madeleine soaked in tea (the guy didn't get out much), so I should be able to come up with something. Let's see what we have to work with so far today:
  • It's been raining, off and on.
  • I went for a walk during a lull in the rain.
  • I took the garbage and the recycling out. They've already picked up the recycling, but not the garbage.
  • I put the recycling bins back in the garage.
  • I have five bills to pay: car insurance, life insurance, cable (both TV and Internet), cell phone, heating oil.
  • I had a toasted English muffin, buttered, and a glass of orange juice for breakfast.
  • Afterwards, I drank two cups of tea.
  • I haven't decided about lunch yet.
  • I downloaded some beta software for the products I support, loaded it, and starting tinkering with it. So far, I haven't been able to make it work.
  • I looked up the definitions of the words favonian and eructate. (I have been reading Vladimir Nabokov.)
  • I had a scandalous third cup of tea.
  • I'm still thinking about lunch. An Asian salad, perhaps.
Hmmm. (Scuffing toe of left shoe through small, sad pile of mundane experience.) Not much to work with.

Maybe I'll go to Burger King for lunch and take a notebook. My fiction textbook is always saying things like a writer must observe. Maybe I can observe something pervy, like an adenoidal teenager dipping his fries in tartar sauce or mixing Pepsi and root beer.

Maybe I should just pick a more propitious day for blogging.
 
ghost_girl said:
[...] if you haven't dealt with bank of america, spare yourself some misery and don't ever use them, [...]
I second your motion. I had a poor experience with the BofA too.

BTW, banks in the USA are limited each to one state only. You'd think that BofA is in many states, that's true, but when you move from one state to another then you have to change your BofA account (if you're foolish enough to have one).

Well, these days this is of ever diminishing importance since hardly anybody wants a cheque anymore (except for my local barber shop owned by a Vietnamese woman, who should have been a Hollywood star).

Regards,
 
early r.a.p.

It's common to put down the Internet poetry. It's all a misunderstanding. Here are 2 poems by Jonathan Harley, posted on r.a.p. in January of 1990:


JonH.
 
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Tzara, from time to time it is important to step out of your box and do something different. It keeps the brain going.
ps. you should do something that scares you at least once a day
 
Senna Jawa said:
I second your motion. I had a poor experience with the BofA too.

BTW, banks in the USA are limited each to one state only. You'd think that BofA is in many states, that's true, but when you move from one state to another then you have to change your BofA account (if you're foolish enough to have one).

Well, these days this is of ever diminishing importance since hardly anybody wants a cheque anymore (except for my local barber shop owned by a Vietnamese woman, who should have been a Hollywood star).

Regards,

I, too, really dislike the Bank of America. They put holds on everything--even electronic transfers, which no other banks holds. At one point I needed to send my son a money order and they charged me 10%. That was it! They can keep their free coffee and cookies. I went across the road to a local Maine bank and shifted all my accounts there. No charge for the money order, plus I got a free smoothie machine for joining. So phooie on Bank of America!
 
Sabina_Tolchovsky said:
ps. you should do something that scares you at least once a day
That shouldn't be difficult, as I find getting out of bed in the morning terrifying. ;)
 
ghost_girl said:
An electronic transfer is what I was attempting to do. Hubby is in Florida working, and he has a Bof A account and my daughter does as well. He needed to send her rent money and asked me to set up his account online so I could take care of it. Setting up was no prob, then when I tried to link, it froze me out. and STILL wont let me in.

Then I found out, they charged my kid an overdraft fee because she went over by 2 cents. 35 bucks for 2 cents.

and the holds? OMG, they put holds on debit charges. I dont see WHY, if you dont have teh mony in your account, they should refuse the charge, but as I explained to my kid, they DO that so they can charge 35 dollars per OD.

It's wrong...and hubby is the worst about it. he will buy a frigging beer and end up paying 37 dollars for it... I really do feel a lot of distress when I even see one of their signs, or think about them. they suck.

If I ever win the lottery, I'm gonna take my big fat check, go in there, show it to them, and then say, oh wait, you people steal from hard working people. I dont want my money here....lol

thumbs up on your move sis!! soon as hubby gets back, thats what were gonna do, except we have no b of maine here, but anyone here know if Wachovia is like that too?

Merrill Merchants Bank of Maine. I recomend it highly. None of those stinkin $35 dollar charges every time you turn around and a gift (nice stuff like luggage and small appliances) for you AND the person that recommends you when you open an account with at least 50 bucks in it. And they're very friendly and down to earth. None of the silly bankers attitude and uniforms. :cool:
 
my 2 cents

ghost_girl said:
but anyone here know if Wachovia is like that too?

we use wachovia-- they are pretty bad with the charges as well, 5 bucks here, 8 bucks there.... you can hook up a credit card with your account if you are overdrawn, but they still charge you going in and out.... I think it is pretty standard, and interest rates are virtually non-existant. I swear it would be better to keep cash under the matress.

I hated the CapitalOne commercials (what's in your wallet???) SO BADLY that I refused to bank with them, but now I have a credit card with them-- very easy-- and set up the automatic cash back-- and will switch the kids accounts over there for the 5% interest for the year.

also, we have had the same account from PA to MD now to TX so I am not sure what SJ means by one state?

and Hi Sabina! Welcome back! I am just a little lurker at the bottom of the sea subsisting on biolumeniscent algae and cracker crumbs
 
annaswirls said:
and Hi Sabina! Welcome back! I am just a little lurker at the bottom of the sea subsisting on biolumeniscent algae and cracker crumbs


lol...nice to see you around too anna
 
The dogs head resting on the mattress beside me, licking my hand telling me he wants out way before the sun rises.
I think he heard the alarm clock go off ten snooze button pushing minutes ago...four thirty...so much for sleeping in on Saturday morning.
I have to admit, it feels good to be in the routine of fall again.
Coffee, sunrises a green bowl and yoga. I sound like way more of a hippie than I am...I might have to break the camera out and upload a pick this moring. The sunrise is amazing.
 
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Children can teach us many things, like when to accuse someone of vampirism and how to kill a kitten. Vaccinations, necessary and the needle is milder than a sting. Anxiety is the hornet, angry and aiming for a soft, little arm. Hanna preformed an interpretive dance, perhaps a modern tantrum to ward off bees. Katy knew the nurse was a vampire, there to suck out her blood, with a single, long fang. The nurse could not deny it. Shots come and go and summer vacation turns into school days and weekend sleepovers. Last night, I killed a kitten. My harmless white lie snuffed out some unseen, unknown fluff ball. I never knew that lies killed kittens. If I had only known...
 
WickedEve said:
Children can teach us many things, like when to accuse someone of vampirism and how to kill a kitten. Vaccinations, necessary and the needle is milder than a sting. Anxiety is the hornet, angry and aiming for a soft, little arm. Hanna preformed an interpretive dance, perhaps a modern tantrum to ward off bees. Katy knew the nurse was a vampire, there to suck out her blood, with a single, long fang. The nurse could not deny it. Shots come and go and summer vacation turns into school days and weekend sleepovers. Last night, I killed a kitten. My harmless white lie snuffed out some unseen, unknown fluff ball. I never knew that lies killed kittens. If I had only known...

This is the easy part. In just a few short years they will be filled with angst and fears about their sexuality. They will accuse you of destroying all that is good in the world because you refused to buy the $44.00 hoody from Delia's. I know these things.
 
Angeline said:
This is the easy part. In just a few short years they will be filled with angst and fears about their sexuality. They will accuse you of destroying all that is good in the world because you refused to buy the $44.00 hoody from Delia's. I know these things.

OR, you will have one daughter who will insist on wearing a witch costume to school ( several times) ...and not on halloween. and hell, I let her. and the school didnt send her home, can you believe that? and I live in south carolina....

Or one who would rather sleep under the bed or in the closet. and I think I had it easy.

Evie-poo, knowing you, if your kids get your delicious sense of dark humor, you are in for some trouble. I am skeered for ya woman ;)

:heart:
 
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