Two weeks into training for the halfmarathon, I can run three solid miles sans walkbreaks. This largely on the strength of a breathing technique taught to me by housemate/trainingbuddy, involving inhaling fast & exhaling very slowly. She recommended it for cramp management, but it has the added benefit of producing in me an euphoria comprising ( Read more... )

This weekend I went to hang w/ some of my chosen family. Here's a piece about something that happened while I was there ( Read more... )

Today I stopped practicing the bass because I had someoplace to be, not because my hands hurt. The past week's retraining of my hands seems to've paid off, and the sounds I produce are seeming more and more like music ( Read more... )

My new beloved is lying in my bedroom, awaiting my touch. She is 26" wide at the hips, 17.5" deep between her fholes. Unlike a real girl, she exists pretty much for me to use as I please. Somehow, this inspires me to care for her the more scrupulously. Tomorrow I will start shopping for humidifiers to keep her surfaces from warping ( Read more... )

Condom is sometimes considered a clinical expression, it is in fact intimatley linked to the history of this fascinating item. In Britain a condom is also known as a French letter, much like the colloquial German word for a condom, "Pariser". English 17th century tourists, travelling through France on their pilgrimage to the center of ancient ( Read more... )

A wonderful weekend w/ pavlovich, despite most of our time having been spent playing wargames. Not that we weren't conversing lovingly during our ten-hour Axis & Allies obsession our the next day's Test of Time tutorial, but we would finish a game, look up at each other, notice the time or fatigue or hunger, and laugh at ourselves/each other as we ( Read more... )

The rules ( Read more... )

Riding the bus down to the library today, I sat behind a woman with lovely straight grey hair & a silken shawl protecting her head from the soupcon of chill to which we must all react in these weeks leading up to Hallowe'en, or Samhain, or toussaints, however you wish to call a time so invested w/ melancholy as to have convinced our superstitious ( Read more... )

A friend of mine posted this, and, though most of them felt ridiculously hypothetic given my current lifestyle choices, I had fun answering anyway. Enjoy ( Read more... )

Mad props (and a blowjob if you ask nicely & are not my sister) to anyone who can find the obtuse Hamlet reference in Corpse Bride