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So~ nervous. I'm about to leave for my second display and it's raining. >.< This is not good, I really hope the weather is ok tonight for the outdoor event.
 
So~ nervous. I'm about to leave for my second display and it's raining. >.< This is not good, I really hope the weather is ok tonight for the outdoor event.

Good luck! Hope it goes well and that the weather is kind :)
 
Good luck! Hope it goes well and that the weather is kind :)

Thank you. (o^^o)

Oh boy... Good luck, Meeks!
I will keep my fingers crossed...

Thanks. (^-^)

The weather was icky, but we were under cover so that was good. Cold and rainy kept the crowds away so I didn't sell anything. I did get my card out and the event manager asked if I would pull together a few things and a bio to be their next featured artist. He spoke to my husband about it which is a really good thing (this was set up like that on purpose). My reaction to that propsition might have gone like this:

Manager: If you get some stuff together and a bio I'd like to feature your work.

Me: (o_O) why..?

So, all is not lost! (^∇^)I had a good night full of helping other vendors and networking.
 
Thank you. (o^^o)



Thanks. (^-^)

The weather was icky, but we were under cover so that was good. Cold and rainy kept the crowds away so I didn't sell anything. I did get my card out and the event manager asked if I would pull together a few things and a bio to be their next featured artist. He spoke to my husband about it which is a really good thing (this was set up like that on purpose). My reaction to that propsition might have gone like this:

Manager: If you get some stuff together and a bio I'd like to feature your work.

Me: (o_O) why..?

So, all is not lost! (^∇^)I had a good night full of helping other vendors and networking.

Good for you!!
Even with nothing sold, sounds like a total success to me :)
 
The more my homosexual friend challenges my personal perception of where I lay on the gradient, the more complicated my heterosexual sex life becomes xD She's not challenging it with HERSELF, but she forces me (indirectly) not to forget about my best friend (female) I'm kinda in a little bit of love with.

I like, don't care in general, but it does make my impending marriage more awkward. It doesn't really feel right y'know :p that being said, we both are intellectually OK with polyamory and he might even tolerate it if the other triangle corner was female...

irrrelevant, not crossing that line. That's not my line to cross and I"m not ever going to unless she does. god I hope she doesn't. Awkward-Central at best xD

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a few adjustments here and there, but i'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
 
My partner just pulled me into the bathroom, forced me on my knees and used my mouth. And then he left for work, but not before he gave me a clear and direct order that I wasn't to touch myself at all while he's gone. He's been gone fifteen minutes and I'm already going out of my mind :rolleyes: I've got a long, uncomfortable night ahead. I think I'm going to grab my kids and get out of the house.
 
My mother's been having problems with her back/hips/legs over the past few months, and she finally went to the doctor last week. The doctor agreed with her that it was probably sciatica and booked her for an MRI this week in order to try to figure out what was causing it.

Said MRI was yesterday. Mother called me earlier this evening to tell me that the doctor had called her today to give her the results. She said that Mother had fairly severe arthritis in her hips...and herniated discs in (or between, I guess) every one of her lumbar vertebrae. (And other things, too, but there was so much that she couldn't remember what all the doctor had said, and I can't remember what all Mother told me.)

(She's got all this on top of two knee replacements, one of which has never settled--or whatever you wanna call it--properly and still gives her trouble.)

My mother is only 62.

All I could say when she finished telling me about it was "Good Lord, how are you still walking?"
 
My mother's been having problems with her back/hips/legs over the past few months, and she finally went to the doctor last week. The doctor agreed with her that it was probably sciatica and booked her for an MRI this week in order to try to figure out what was causing it.

Said MRI was yesterday. Mother called me earlier this evening to tell me that the doctor had called her today to give her the results. She said that Mother had fairly severe arthritis in her hips...and herniated discs in (or between, I guess) every one of her lumbar vertebrae. (And other things, too, but there was so much that she couldn't remember what all the doctor had said, and I can't remember what all Mother told me.)

(She's got all this on top of two knee replacements, one of which has never settled--or whatever you wanna call it--properly and still gives her trouble.)

My mother is only 62.

All I could say when she finished telling me about it was "Good Lord, how are you still walking?"

I'm guessing this is where you inherited your spirit from :D
 
Oh. Boobs? :eek:

I have no idea where those came from, actually. :confused:

Seriously, I think my whole family's screwed up. When I broke my hand several years ago (horse-riding accident), we spent a whole bunch of time trying to decide if we should even take me to the hospital or not. (It happened on a Friday night in the middle of nowhere, so it was either the ER or nothing 'til Monday morning.)

Daddy was like, "Eh, it's not swollen. It's probably fine."

And I was like, "Well, I can't move my finger. But I don't think it'll kill me."

And Mother was like, "I had this conversation with your daddy [who also had a horse accident and broke his hand before I was born] years ago. He said he didn't need to go either, but then, I had to get up in the middle of the night and take him, anyway, because it started hurting so much that he couldn't sleep."

It went on in that vein for awhile 'til I finally just gave up and let her take me. Somehow, it came up at the ER while the doctor was reviewing the x-rays that my mother said, "We weren't really sure if we should come or not."

The ER doctor looked at us, looked back at the x-ray of my (clearly broken) hand, and looked back at us again with the weirdest expression on her face, like what the hell is wrong with these people?

I suppose none of us will ever be accused of faking it, though. :D
 
Trending: frustration.

I absolutely hate what I have to work with right now, so I decided to get it all done this week so that I don't have to look at the texts any longer. I've been working crazy long days which I normally never do if I have a choice (ie. imminent the threat of deadline is not looming over me), but this is just so annoying that I rather work long days than have to work with this next week as well.

Last five pages. Ack. There's light on the horizon.
 
I have no idea where those came from, actually. :confused:

Seriously, I think my whole family's screwed up. When I broke my hand several years ago (horse-riding accident), we spent a whole bunch of time trying to decide if we should even take me to the hospital or not. (It happened on a Friday night in the middle of nowhere, so it was either the ER or nothing 'til Monday morning.)

Daddy was like, "Eh, it's not swollen. It's probably fine."

And I was like, "Well, I can't move my finger. But I don't think it'll kill me."

And Mother was like, "I had this conversation with your daddy [who also had a horse accident and broke his hand before I was born] years ago. He said he didn't need to go either, but then, I had to get up in the middle of the night and take him, anyway, because it started hurting so much that he couldn't sleep."

It went on in that vein for awhile 'til I finally just gave up and let her take me. Somehow, it came up at the ER while the doctor was reviewing the x-rays that my mother said, "We weren't really sure if we should come or not."

The ER doctor looked at us, looked back at the x-ray of my (clearly broken) hand, and looked back at us again with the weirdest expression on her face, like what the hell is wrong with these people?

I suppose none of us will ever be accused of faking it, though. :D

So wrong, but I giggled all the way through this story :D

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Go seela! See the Finnish line? :p
(I also have an ichthyology / cryptozoological "seela camp" joke I haven't been able to work in yet.. I'll get there :D)
 
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