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Fun article from the New York Times the other day:
( A Brief History of the Multiverse )
( A Brief History of the Multiverse )
Apr. 15th, 2003
I can't decide if I'm actually tired...
Apr. 15th, 2003 09:33 am...or if I just think I am because my contacts are so dry. We got to have our first evening out by the neighbor's fire last night. It's still a touch chilly out (this was sometime around midnight, I think), so I was sitting quite close to the chiminea. Lovely, and warm, but I now have hickory-smoked eyes.
( Date last night )
( Date last night )
On the positive side...
Apr. 15th, 2003 10:34 amI had the most amazing avocado last night (and the rest for breakfast this morning). This makes me extraordinarily happy.
As long as I'm ranting...
Apr. 15th, 2003 12:43 pmThe next person to assume, without so much as bothering to ask, that my roommate and I come as a matched set for threesome games is going to get a solid thwap with the clue-by-four.
*grrr*
We are not your personal plus-size bi-girl fantasy emporium, thenk yew very much.
Yes, I live with another bi woman. Yes, we have similar builds, and frequently appeal to the same people. Yes, I'm poly, and a fan of group sex in the right circumstances. No, she and I are not involved, and have no intention of being so. No, you cannot extrapolate that since one of us in interested in you, or X activity, or whatever, that the other has the least smidgen of interest in it. No, we are not going to restructure the entire nature of our relationship because it would be convenient for your fantasy.
Yes, I'm unapologetically sexual, and downright slutty when it suits me. Whether I decided to have crazy kinky group sex with one group of people has absolutely no bearing on whether I'm even going to kiss you. I am not an equal access amusement park.
No, persuasion won't work. In fact, it'll piss me right the fuck off.
This rant brought to you by more obnoxious interactions and attitudes than I can count.
Addendum: My body fat does not impede my brain functioning. I like finding people who appreciate my body. However, do not confuse this with attempting to use the low self-esteem backdoor to try to get me into bed. I will not be so shocked that someone could find me attractive that I suddenly and miraculously become blind to your tactic, rip off my bodice, and shriek "Take me now; it may be my last chance for love!" You finding me attractive is not sufficient motivation for me to want to fuck you. I won't argue that it isn't a good start, but that's all it is. When I'm easy, it's because I want to fuck, not because I'm bartering for validation from you.
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You know why I'm feeling so irked about all this right now? It's spring, I'm feeling lusty, and too damn many of the people I like and respect enough to have really fun casual sex with are geographically or for other reasons inaccessible. I am in the mood to be easy right now. Up against the wall, skirts over my head kind of easy. Which makes it particularly infuriating to have to fend off advances. Yarg. On the positive side, it's a wonderful reminder of what it is that I value so highly in my friends and lovers. Sexy, interesting, amazing people I don't want to strangle the moment they open their mouths.
*grrr*
We are not your personal plus-size bi-girl fantasy emporium, thenk yew very much.
Yes, I live with another bi woman. Yes, we have similar builds, and frequently appeal to the same people. Yes, I'm poly, and a fan of group sex in the right circumstances. No, she and I are not involved, and have no intention of being so. No, you cannot extrapolate that since one of us in interested in you, or X activity, or whatever, that the other has the least smidgen of interest in it. No, we are not going to restructure the entire nature of our relationship because it would be convenient for your fantasy.
Yes, I'm unapologetically sexual, and downright slutty when it suits me. Whether I decided to have crazy kinky group sex with one group of people has absolutely no bearing on whether I'm even going to kiss you. I am not an equal access amusement park.
No, persuasion won't work. In fact, it'll piss me right the fuck off.
This rant brought to you by more obnoxious interactions and attitudes than I can count.
Addendum: My body fat does not impede my brain functioning. I like finding people who appreciate my body. However, do not confuse this with attempting to use the low self-esteem backdoor to try to get me into bed. I will not be so shocked that someone could find me attractive that I suddenly and miraculously become blind to your tactic, rip off my bodice, and shriek "Take me now; it may be my last chance for love!" You finding me attractive is not sufficient motivation for me to want to fuck you. I won't argue that it isn't a good start, but that's all it is. When I'm easy, it's because I want to fuck, not because I'm bartering for validation from you.
_______________________
You know why I'm feeling so irked about all this right now? It's spring, I'm feeling lusty, and too damn many of the people I like and respect enough to have really fun casual sex with are geographically or for other reasons inaccessible. I am in the mood to be easy right now. Up against the wall, skirts over my head kind of easy. Which makes it particularly infuriating to have to fend off advances. Yarg. On the positive side, it's a wonderful reminder of what it is that I value so highly in my friends and lovers. Sexy, interesting, amazing people I don't want to strangle the moment they open their mouths.
