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Hey LJ,
Life is treating me very well right now. There is a bit of drama and frustration (which interested parties can read about below), but for the most part I'm very happy and content.
I went out to Sherwood a few weekends ago to help knighthorse build his permanent shack structure. It was hella fun and way refreshing to work in the open air and use power tools. The great weather even meant that I didn't have to wear my jacket. We almost finished the roof support structure completely, and decided to end the day by hauling massive sheets of plywood up onto the structure for future use. I can't make it out that often, but I know that knighthorse is out there quite a lot, so every bit of help counts. I'm sure that by now, the structure is much further along than I remember, but it was a thing of beauty before we were done with it that day.
On a whim, fractallia, Geek Girl, and another sexy woman (who I will call Sandra Dee) and I got together one day and spent the entire day doing rope work. It was a lot of fun; I learned how to make a rope belt by tying a prosperity knot and Sandra Dee made an incredibly cute rope bra. It was one of those days where all of your time seems like it vanished in the blink of an eye. And I won't say too much about it, but later that night, I was a participant in a very involved and erotic episode with two lovely ladies.
Poly Stuff
I've been thinking about the problem with Golden Unicorns, and even though I think in a lot of cases it can be attributed to a lack of caring or concern for the unicorn, I've hit upon another way of thinking about it. I wonder if there are sometimes times when people seek Golden Unicorns simply as a time consideration. After all, with dating two people, you will obviously have to split your time between them. I wonder if the motivation to seek out golden unicorns is sometimes driven by the wish to maximize the time spent with two people. It's still a selfish motive, but it has a different kind of flavor than the one I usually think of.
This is a little late, but last month fractallia and I watched a movie called Confessions of a Young American Housewife. At its heart, it was a porn movie, but it was sort of interesting because it had a lot of poly overtones. There are two swinging suburban families who are a foursome, and one of the wives' mothers comes to visit over the holidays. Sex ensues, and the mothers learns a whole lot about the ways that multiple relationships can work and how awesome it can be. She also gets laid constantly. Near the end of the movie, things sort of break down and people start doing stupid things, but up until that point it's a near-perfect demonstration of a happy poly grouping. The cynical little voice in my head tells me that they had to create some kind of drama in the movie to make an interesting story, but I'm not entirely sure that it was necessary. Anyway, it is an interesting poly movie and I totally recommend it, and beware lest it make you horny.
Dreams
I had a dream in which a few friends and I were trapped in hell. The thing about hell was that it seemed to be a place where logic held sway. First of all, for whatever reason we knew that we were 12.4 miles away from the border, and realized that since there was a boundary line that it could be crossed. There were rules for stepping through walls, changing genders, and the vendors and merchants in the place would sell you any number of amazing things for "favors" of varying severity.
I had another odd dream wherein I was selected by a radio station to pick their song list for a day. The serpentine disc library nestled in the back of the building seemed to go on forever, yet I just could not settle on a particular song that spoke to me. After hours of wandering, I came upon a low shelf which, in lieu of CD's, contained hundreds of empty candy wrappers with movie quotes on them. It was then that I decided that I would like Patrick Stewart to read them with this in the background. And that's it.
Holiday Things
One of fractallia's apartment neighbors threw an early Christmas party and invited the entire building along with her friends. I'm not sure if any of the other neighbors showed up, but fractallia and I stopped by for a bit. The neighbor was an older lady, very tall, thin and wrinkled. She was a real sweetie. There was a little grab bag full of gifts and I ended up getting a cute little "Girlfriend Tarot" deck with pictures of flowers, coffee cups, hipsters and things like that. The party invitation had had a lot of religious language and pictures on it, so I was really surprised when she said "and be sure to take some lube, and the flat surfaces in the house are covered with condoms." I swear I had tunnel vision trying to figure out if I had really heard what she said.
So, in the end it turned out to be a very pleasant time. We spent part of the evening talking to a cowboy blonde girl and a charming gay man who both worked together with the neighbor. I have decided that if you work for the state, you are automatically a 2.0 or higher on the kinsey scale.
felisviolaceous's small Yule gathering was cozy and pleasant. There were hickeys, candy, yule logs and everything that you would generally expect to have around this time of year. I spent some time with her husband on a couch just sitting, chatting and talking about nothing in general. knighthorse had some excellent pictures of the Santa Rampage - that thing where hundreds of people dress as Santa and go drinking downtown. I kind of want to go next year. I wonder if I could make a patchwork Santa costume out of quilt pieces. That seems like a lot of work and probably beyond my ability.
After the party, we joined orangetango, psylent1 and trickyhipster at Opal Divine's for trivia night. I have to admit that even though I had a lot of fun, I felt useless for most of the questions. The only one that I was sort of able to help on was one about American History and the Civil War, but we ultimately ended up getting that one wrong. It was fun; I would go back.
I drove back to Dallas this past weekend to spend a few days with my family. It was low-key, pleasant, and for the most part, we generally sat around doing nothing. It took my parents and siblings a little bit of time to get used to the way my body had changed. They all seemed quite impressed. The high point of the weekend was going to purchase a bass guitar for my dad. We stopped in at a Hobby Lobby-style place and purchased stickers with which we created the Space Bass. The amplifier had all sorts of stickers on it reading "Moon Beatz" and "Pluto, Baby!". Pop liked it, but I wasn't really able to stick around and hear him play it since I had to head back to Austin very soon afterwards.
Job Stuff
I went in for an interview at the beginning of December for a position that I felt I had a good chance of getting (more on this below). While waiting for the person who was going to interview me, a woman I had never met struck up a conversation with me. I carried on the entire conversation as if I had known her, inventing things that we had spoken about in the past, and it still seemed to go over very well.
Speaking of jobs, I am getting really fucking frustrated. I've been trying to get promoted from my current position since about June and have met with nothing but failure. Four or five interviews (I've lost count at this point) and no results. I'm getting sick of it. Are there just tons of people out there who are more qualified as I am? Am I not as hot shit as I feel like I am? Is there cronyism? Am I genuinely underqualified? Are my current managers unwilling to let me go? Do I interview badly? Should I just cut my losses and move on at this point? Either way, I'm getting fucking sick of this.
Random Thoughts
Does Ernie do surprise Burt Sex?
Lesbian clowns do funnilingus.
Things a dickhole doctor would say: "You might not have long to live... But you probably do."
If Benedict Cumbersnatch fertilises a woman, does she have Eggs Benedict?
Stagflation is when there are a bunch of sad people at prom who eat too much because they're single.
Which arm do you think Def Leper's drummer uses to masturbate?
You know what they say about people with big foreheads - they have big hindbrains.
I went to Chicago, and I think some guy slipped me roofies. Later I woke up in a bathtub with my Kindle removed.
Do Cyborg Gardeners have Wattering Cans?
Oh no, it's the epoxy-lips. That's where you kiss someone and it's really cold and your lips get stuck together, by the way.
If someone is as sweet as the day is long, does that mean they get bitchy when winter rolls around?
Xena is an analogy for marriage. Think about it, there's this girl and she keeps throwing her ring at groups of men, but in the end they all die or run away from her. It's okay, because afterwards she finds solace in the comfort of her "life partner".
Best gay porn idea in the universe: Star Wars: Clone Whores starring Boba Fett, Boba Fett, Boba Fett, etc.
A butsoon is a monsoon that originated from whorls and eddies created by my ass's movement through the ether.
Renegade Lawyer: Rebel without a clause.
Premature Ejaculation could be a sport: You have 30 seconds on the cock clock.
Black Rappers have Ebon Flow.
Lifting up your shirt in a public place garners much the same reaction as firing a gun in a public place. Not that I'd know.
What did the lead ion say to the gold ion? Let's dense!
Do you think there's a secret government agency so secret that it doesn't even know it exists?
Hardships part maidenheads.
Embroidery: This pic is worthless without thread.
If you have two blind people dating, is it accurate to say that they're "seeing each other"?
If you eat too much sugar, you might get a yeast infection. Does that mean if you stop eating sugar entirely, you might have a yeast defection?
Snape's Nape tastes of Grape. Because he's an alcoholic.
Menerprise - Like the Enterprise, only everyone aboard is a woman going through menopause. I should be a producer.
Speaking of ideas for TV shows, what if we remade Dr. Who but instead we had Dr. Sue?
I'm waxing my bikini line - philosophically.
If love is a battlefield, polyamory is a nice grouping.
Cow alcohol is mooshine.
I was programming the day I lost my versionity.
I know people can get yeast infections, but can they also get yeesh infections? That's two for yeast infections this time.
Do escorts and prostitutes have friends and family rates?
Life is treating me very well right now. There is a bit of drama and frustration (which interested parties can read about below), but for the most part I'm very happy and content.
I went out to Sherwood a few weekends ago to help knighthorse build his permanent shack structure. It was hella fun and way refreshing to work in the open air and use power tools. The great weather even meant that I didn't have to wear my jacket. We almost finished the roof support structure completely, and decided to end the day by hauling massive sheets of plywood up onto the structure for future use. I can't make it out that often, but I know that knighthorse is out there quite a lot, so every bit of help counts. I'm sure that by now, the structure is much further along than I remember, but it was a thing of beauty before we were done with it that day.
On a whim, fractallia, Geek Girl, and another sexy woman (who I will call Sandra Dee) and I got together one day and spent the entire day doing rope work. It was a lot of fun; I learned how to make a rope belt by tying a prosperity knot and Sandra Dee made an incredibly cute rope bra. It was one of those days where all of your time seems like it vanished in the blink of an eye. And I won't say too much about it, but later that night, I was a participant in a very involved and erotic episode with two lovely ladies.
Poly Stuff
I've been thinking about the problem with Golden Unicorns, and even though I think in a lot of cases it can be attributed to a lack of caring or concern for the unicorn, I've hit upon another way of thinking about it. I wonder if there are sometimes times when people seek Golden Unicorns simply as a time consideration. After all, with dating two people, you will obviously have to split your time between them. I wonder if the motivation to seek out golden unicorns is sometimes driven by the wish to maximize the time spent with two people. It's still a selfish motive, but it has a different kind of flavor than the one I usually think of.
This is a little late, but last month fractallia and I watched a movie called Confessions of a Young American Housewife. At its heart, it was a porn movie, but it was sort of interesting because it had a lot of poly overtones. There are two swinging suburban families who are a foursome, and one of the wives' mothers comes to visit over the holidays. Sex ensues, and the mothers learns a whole lot about the ways that multiple relationships can work and how awesome it can be. She also gets laid constantly. Near the end of the movie, things sort of break down and people start doing stupid things, but up until that point it's a near-perfect demonstration of a happy poly grouping. The cynical little voice in my head tells me that they had to create some kind of drama in the movie to make an interesting story, but I'm not entirely sure that it was necessary. Anyway, it is an interesting poly movie and I totally recommend it, and beware lest it make you horny.
Dreams
I had a dream in which a few friends and I were trapped in hell. The thing about hell was that it seemed to be a place where logic held sway. First of all, for whatever reason we knew that we were 12.4 miles away from the border, and realized that since there was a boundary line that it could be crossed. There were rules for stepping through walls, changing genders, and the vendors and merchants in the place would sell you any number of amazing things for "favors" of varying severity.
I had another odd dream wherein I was selected by a radio station to pick their song list for a day. The serpentine disc library nestled in the back of the building seemed to go on forever, yet I just could not settle on a particular song that spoke to me. After hours of wandering, I came upon a low shelf which, in lieu of CD's, contained hundreds of empty candy wrappers with movie quotes on them. It was then that I decided that I would like Patrick Stewart to read them with this in the background. And that's it.
Holiday Things
One of fractallia's apartment neighbors threw an early Christmas party and invited the entire building along with her friends. I'm not sure if any of the other neighbors showed up, but fractallia and I stopped by for a bit. The neighbor was an older lady, very tall, thin and wrinkled. She was a real sweetie. There was a little grab bag full of gifts and I ended up getting a cute little "Girlfriend Tarot" deck with pictures of flowers, coffee cups, hipsters and things like that. The party invitation had had a lot of religious language and pictures on it, so I was really surprised when she said "and be sure to take some lube, and the flat surfaces in the house are covered with condoms." I swear I had tunnel vision trying to figure out if I had really heard what she said.
So, in the end it turned out to be a very pleasant time. We spent part of the evening talking to a cowboy blonde girl and a charming gay man who both worked together with the neighbor. I have decided that if you work for the state, you are automatically a 2.0 or higher on the kinsey scale.
felisviolaceous's small Yule gathering was cozy and pleasant. There were hickeys, candy, yule logs and everything that you would generally expect to have around this time of year. I spent some time with her husband on a couch just sitting, chatting and talking about nothing in general. knighthorse had some excellent pictures of the Santa Rampage - that thing where hundreds of people dress as Santa and go drinking downtown. I kind of want to go next year. I wonder if I could make a patchwork Santa costume out of quilt pieces. That seems like a lot of work and probably beyond my ability.
After the party, we joined orangetango, psylent1 and trickyhipster at Opal Divine's for trivia night. I have to admit that even though I had a lot of fun, I felt useless for most of the questions. The only one that I was sort of able to help on was one about American History and the Civil War, but we ultimately ended up getting that one wrong. It was fun; I would go back.
I drove back to Dallas this past weekend to spend a few days with my family. It was low-key, pleasant, and for the most part, we generally sat around doing nothing. It took my parents and siblings a little bit of time to get used to the way my body had changed. They all seemed quite impressed. The high point of the weekend was going to purchase a bass guitar for my dad. We stopped in at a Hobby Lobby-style place and purchased stickers with which we created the Space Bass. The amplifier had all sorts of stickers on it reading "Moon Beatz" and "Pluto, Baby!". Pop liked it, but I wasn't really able to stick around and hear him play it since I had to head back to Austin very soon afterwards.
Job Stuff
I went in for an interview at the beginning of December for a position that I felt I had a good chance of getting (more on this below). While waiting for the person who was going to interview me, a woman I had never met struck up a conversation with me. I carried on the entire conversation as if I had known her, inventing things that we had spoken about in the past, and it still seemed to go over very well.
Speaking of jobs, I am getting really fucking frustrated. I've been trying to get promoted from my current position since about June and have met with nothing but failure. Four or five interviews (I've lost count at this point) and no results. I'm getting sick of it. Are there just tons of people out there who are more qualified as I am? Am I not as hot shit as I feel like I am? Is there cronyism? Am I genuinely underqualified? Are my current managers unwilling to let me go? Do I interview badly? Should I just cut my losses and move on at this point? Either way, I'm getting fucking sick of this.
Random Thoughts
Does Ernie do surprise Burt Sex?
Lesbian clowns do funnilingus.
Things a dickhole doctor would say: "You might not have long to live... But you probably do."
If Benedict Cumbersnatch fertilises a woman, does she have Eggs Benedict?
Stagflation is when there are a bunch of sad people at prom who eat too much because they're single.
Which arm do you think Def Leper's drummer uses to masturbate?
You know what they say about people with big foreheads - they have big hindbrains.
I went to Chicago, and I think some guy slipped me roofies. Later I woke up in a bathtub with my Kindle removed.
Do Cyborg Gardeners have Wattering Cans?
Oh no, it's the epoxy-lips. That's where you kiss someone and it's really cold and your lips get stuck together, by the way.
If someone is as sweet as the day is long, does that mean they get bitchy when winter rolls around?
Xena is an analogy for marriage. Think about it, there's this girl and she keeps throwing her ring at groups of men, but in the end they all die or run away from her. It's okay, because afterwards she finds solace in the comfort of her "life partner".
Best gay porn idea in the universe: Star Wars: Clone Whores starring Boba Fett, Boba Fett, Boba Fett, etc.
A butsoon is a monsoon that originated from whorls and eddies created by my ass's movement through the ether.
Renegade Lawyer: Rebel without a clause.
Premature Ejaculation could be a sport: You have 30 seconds on the cock clock.
Black Rappers have Ebon Flow.
Lifting up your shirt in a public place garners much the same reaction as firing a gun in a public place. Not that I'd know.
What did the lead ion say to the gold ion? Let's dense!
Do you think there's a secret government agency so secret that it doesn't even know it exists?
Hardships part maidenheads.
Embroidery: This pic is worthless without thread.
If you have two blind people dating, is it accurate to say that they're "seeing each other"?
If you eat too much sugar, you might get a yeast infection. Does that mean if you stop eating sugar entirely, you might have a yeast defection?
Snape's Nape tastes of Grape. Because he's an alcoholic.
Menerprise - Like the Enterprise, only everyone aboard is a woman going through menopause. I should be a producer.
Speaking of ideas for TV shows, what if we remade Dr. Who but instead we had Dr. Sue?
I'm waxing my bikini line - philosophically.
If love is a battlefield, polyamory is a nice grouping.
Cow alcohol is mooshine.
I was programming the day I lost my versionity.
I know people can get yeast infections, but can they also get yeesh infections? That's two for yeast infections this time.
Do escorts and prostitutes have friends and family rates?