FungiUg
Waves at Cats
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Hello! I still need laid!
I have the egg just for you!
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Hello! I still need laid!
I really didn't expect he would be willing to experiment with me but this afternoon was the best ever. There might be more dom lurking there than I thought. I hope it's genuine. Taking it slow, I think, is the key.

I just realized that I'm perimenopausal. I had a hyst years ago so I didn't get the obvious clue. But shit..I have been hysterically crying almost constantly for the past few weeks. I thought it was the fact my Dominant had accepted another female(friend? not submissive yet, not sure what to call her)
But when I started crying at work last night over something really stupid it finally hit me, Duh! this feels just like when I was on Lupron for endometriosis years and years ago.
Now I am really depressed. I never worried about getting old before,,but this? I don't know why I was under the illusion that my ovaries were special and would last forever.
I am so terrified I will lose the sexy kinky always-positive person I am.
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The next door neighbors are having a quenceanera party. That's been going full tilt since about 6pm. (It's 11:30.) With a DJ. And HUGE speakers. And traditional Mexican [polka] music.
Ooomm papa! Oomm papa! Oomm papa!
Spanish lyrics I don't understand...
Tuba! Tuba! Tuba!
Spanich lyrics I don't understand...
Horn! Horn! Horn!
My head hurts. The part of me that recognizes the cultural tradition of it all is totally cool with it (you only celebrate becoming a woman once)... but dear.god. Mexican music makes my head hurt.
The next door neighbors are having a quenceanera party. That's been going full tilt since about 6pm. (It's 11:30.) With a DJ. And HUGE speakers. And traditional Mexican [polka] music.
Ooomm papa! Oomm papa! Oomm papa!
Spanish lyrics I don't understand...
Tuba! Tuba! Tuba!
Spanich lyrics I don't understand...
Horn! Horn! Horn!
My head hurts. The part of me that recognizes the cultural tradition of it all is totally cool with it (you only celebrate becoming a woman once)... but dear.god. Mexican music makes my head hurt.
The next door neighbors are having a quenceanera party. That's been going full tilt since about 6pm. (It's 11:30.) With a DJ. And HUGE speakers. And traditional Mexican [polka] music.
Ooomm papa! Oomm papa! Oomm papa!
Spanish lyrics I don't understand...
Tuba! Tuba! Tuba!
Spanich lyrics I don't understand...
Horn! Horn! Horn!
My head hurts. The part of me that recognizes the cultural tradition of it all is totally cool with it (you only celebrate becoming a woman once)... but dear.god. Mexican music makes my head hurt.
After living in San Jose, CA for 5 years I have learned that NO ONE parties like the Mexicans. Did you see the dresses? Their dresses for quinceaneras always "amused" me the most...
I...actually have a special fondness for mexican music. Th facility where I grew up riding horses had all mexican farm hands and they used to listen to it. So whenever I hear it, it reminds me of all those memories.
I'm guessing the party went well past 11:30? In Mexico, that's usually when the party starts. I remember showing up for a New Year's Eve party at 10:30 and there were only five other people there. Guests didn't start turning up until about an hour later! And when I was ready to pack it in, they were just getting rolling. Apparently, this was not unusual at all.
I'm dealing with a lot of these feelings right now. I'm so moody I hate myself. And I don't seem able to handle my own shit like I usually can which has cause a huge bump in my road.
I hate it. And what I hate even worse is that I know what they do to "fix" it is more hormones. So I could get worse before getting better and that scares the crap out of me.![]()
Well, it shouldn't be perimenopause for me, but I am in the same irrationally moody state .... and hate it ... near tears almost 24/7 the past week.
Well, it shouldn't be perimenopause for me, but I am in the same irrationally moody state .... and hate it ... near tears almost 24/7 the past week.
That is the weather talking
Wow. Just wow.
Poverty isn't just a game...
You’ve lost your job. You’ve lost your house. You’re down to your last $1,000. Can you make it through the month?
Jenny Nicholson is tired of hearing how the poor are poor because they make poor choices. Let’s see what kind of choices you make when it’s your turn to be flattened by the economy.
That’s the idea behind Spent, an online game Nicholson created to challenge popular misconceptions about poverty. Play it at playspent.org.
There's a lot more background in the story (first link).
I ended up with a bit over $500 at the end of the month... but $700 rent due the next day.
Yes Mistress ... shorter days + a month of torrential rain has not been a good combination for your slave.
$387 at the end of the month with rent due the next day.
I finished with ALMOST 700 left...which was still about 60 dollars short of rent.