A couple of months ago, I entered an erotica contest about the We-vibe. I have several of them. The one I love the most is a beyatch to recharge. The one that can connect via Bluetooth to my phone and across the net to a partner's phone has gone missing. I haven't heard word 1 … Continue reading Connected
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Top Spin
Being a dollie can sometimes be tougher than it seems. So, Ezee showed up on Second Life on Thursday. Why is he the subject of this post? Because, when I asked Spitfire if I could take meds to help slow my heart, or at least make it easier for my blood to pump (yes, aspirin), … Continue reading Top Spin
Damn dam!
How in the name of that green baby in a rush basket, floating down the rivers in Azeroth, am I supposed trance when half my face is erupting in agony? So, I went for a cleaning two weeks ago. I was told I had cavities needing filled. Okay, so I go back to get them … Continue reading Damn dam!
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This past 10 days or so have been hard on both Spitfire and I. A little too hard for both of us. My kids, typical for school aged zombies, had decided to show their love for me, by sharing everything they got at school, especially their germs. I was going down, and was hoping I'd … Continue reading 8391
Random things…
Spitfire took a "mind vacation" last week. That was... Hard. The journal I wrote, more or less as it was happening, may or may not ever be available. Spitfire has full permission to use any parts of the journal or comments she feels she needs to in her own blog. This was a huge journey … Continue reading Random things…
It’s not about the PIV
I had an existentialist conversation with Spitfire the other day, theorizing about the movie,“The 40 year old Virgin.” I am taking severe liberties with what was said, as I try to parse through the conversation, including all the nonsense of secondary discussions we were having at the time. “It takes a hell of a lot … Continue reading It’s not about the PIV
Changes
This is kinda sorta in parallel with Spitfire's post of Being an Alien in Second Life Spitfire was working on one of her blog posts when she gave me a sneak peak, so I took a look at it after asking her how it was going. “It needs a final bit, about what the future … Continue reading Changes
Sunday Night or Friday Night Part Deux
Dressed as a freewoman in red and white, with my dragons, Doré and Bleu, and firelizard, Falmia, I started with a song. I had spent about twenty minutes of the last hour before conditioning with a "calm" binaural to mostly stop my shaking. Then my voice over happened. I was shaking like a leaf … Continue reading Sunday Night or Friday Night Part Deux
Last Friday Night
Spitfire and I had gone to a discussion over at P3, and she and I participated in the "Owned" discussion there. Her words are lost to the ether, because she used voice, and I couldn't because I had three little chaos bringers bouncing around. I had headphones on and Spitfire was my voice. Her blog … Continue reading Last Friday Night
The Plug Incident
Originally written over a year ago. This is a TRUE event. It did actually happen. If you can't laugh at yourself... Adult content warning. "Hunny, I gotta take you to the hospital..." That's a show stopper right there. See, my husband and I were engaged in maritals and he and I like to spice things … Continue reading The Plug Incident
My life is a work of He.art 