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Dear neighbors, I'm sorry about all the oral sex on my front porch. I'm sorry about what's going on in my yard and on my deck and about the noises coming from my bedroom when the window is open. I'm sorry about some other things that I can't mention.

Okay, that's about it.

I need to get a front porch. I see this now.
 
Southern front porch with a swing. It's the only way to go... and go down. Okay, that was lame but I had to add that second part.

The mounting points on those are never strong enough those. Just can't take the force. Stress-tested, magnafluxed forged eyebolts mounted in 2x12 ceiling joists, sunk properly with locking hardware.

*sigh* A Top can dream, right?
 
The mounting points on those are never strong enough those. Just can't take the force. Stress-tested, magnafluxed forged eyebolts mounted in 2x12 ceiling joists, sunk properly with locking hardware.

*sigh* A Top can dream, right?
No. Tops/doms/masters cannot dream. They are suppose to make things happen. I demand that they do! Yes, my dom is a very tired man. lol I'm hoping he'll mow my yard this weekend. It's the domly thing to do.
 
No. Tops/doms/masters cannot dream. They are suppose to make things happen. I demand that they do! Yes, my dom is a very tired man. lol I'm hoping he'll mow my yard this weekend. It's the domly thing to do.

*snort*

You are funny. I am, however, allowed to dream of hardware I cannot actually gracefully afford.
 
This is a True Fact:

Sometimes, when I'm tempted to express an Unpopular Opinion, or engage in some silly primate conflict that really shouldn't be attended to, I go get a sock, and I put it over my hand and I draw some eyes on it. Then I say, I dunno, let's ask Mr. Sock what HE thinks about that.

been doin' it for years. People think it's pretty funny.

bj
 
I just found out that Luann DeLessep is going to perform one of my poems from the 5 in 5 thread on Monday! :)

Remember Grabbag?
 
I just found out that Luann DeLessep is going to perform one of my poems from the 5 in 5 thread on Monday! :)

Remember Grabbag?
Excellentness, Dora!


We will pass over the fact that I had to look up who Ms. DeLessep is. Mark that up to age and uncoolocity, both of which I have too much of.
 
This is a True Fact:

Sometimes, when I'm tempted to express an Unpopular Opinion, or engage in some silly primate conflict that really shouldn't be attended to, I go get a sock, and I put it over my hand and I draw some eyes on it. Then I say, I dunno, let's ask Mr. Sock what HE thinks about that.

been doin' it for years. People think it's pretty funny.

bj

You must go through a lot of socks!

Pandora said:
I just found out that Luann DeLessep is going to perform one of my poems from the 5 in 5 thread on Monday!

Remember Grabbag?

Wonderful news! Congratulations!
 
Hello Anschul. I should have introduced myself earlier. I'm backward that way, probably. Nice to meet you and thank you for the thoughtful words. :)

Also, thanks, Eluard. I didn't notice the second half of your post. I agree it is likely that Bijou goes through a lot of socks. It probably lends perspective, though.
 
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Hello Anschul. I should have introduced myself earlier. I'm backward that way, probably. Nice to meet you and thank you for the thoughtful words. :)

Also, thanks, Eluard. I didn't notice the second half of your post. I agree it is likely that Bijou goes through a lot of socks. It probably lends perspective, though.

Anschul is now the first officially hired chef of the Bistro. Stop by tonight for Thai.

You are all assuming I don't just keep wearing the socks.

bj
 
It's sunny and warm. I should grill something. Any ideas?

ps. I'm a pesca-lacto vegetarian.

Portabellos. YUM. And then reduce a little balsamic vinaigrette, pop in a bunch of root vegetables, and roast 'em in foil.

Pesca-lacto means you're okay with fish, right? So pop a few lobsters in there.

bj
 
You need to PM me...

I know what you are going through...have had the same thoughts myself. Let's talk a bit my dear friend. Please....P me...I am here for you.

i know life is precious, and i know i should appreciate every breath i take, but i feel so abandoned.

i cannot stand it much longer. i have a friend, i have known a long time and thru him i think i have found a way out. a bottle of k 4's and a bag of syringes and night night. but i thin, what do i say in the note i leave for my kids?\\

something like this, im sorry i am weak, im sorry, thats about it. tell them not to hate me that ts not their fault but kids always feel responsible when their parents are failures. i know i felt like that about my paents and when they died it was a relief. i hope my kids feel relieved when i am gone. i know i will feel that way.

thing is, i have considered this before, chickened out and i know the day i dont wake up, well, peace on earth good will toward man and all.

i miss my friends from here, i wish, no, i long for the wway it was when i first came here. it wasnt so hateful and people didnt coagulate into little blobs of conceit and righteousness. i miss a lot of things. i miss me and what has been stolen, in a way, my soul was stolen, i will never love again, have no reason to because it is fruitless, people are cold and mean. life sucks. it just does
 
I know what you are going through...have had the same thoughts myself. Let's talk a bit my dear friend. Please....P me...I am here for you.

Jean, you don't know me. You just commented on one of my poems. I write here occasionally, but I lurk a lot. You have great friends here. Reach out to them. They are ready to be here for you. Write to TT. Write to someone. People here love and admire you. Let them.
Anschul
 
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