Trust
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Posted:May 5, 2009 8:17 pm
Last Updated:May 8, 2009 1:51 am
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Is there someone you would trust? Even with your life?
I have a hard enough time trusting someone with a loan of twenty bucks!
So to trust someone with my heart is almost impossible.
And with my life??
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Does that make me a bad person? Or a smart one?
Is it strange that some people can trust so easily and I cannot anymore? Am I just to jaded? Too hard hearted?
Or just a bitch?
So my question to everyone today is.......
Do you have a lot of trust? Do you trust many people?
Is there anyone at all that you trust with your life?
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Went better than I thought!
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Posted:May 5, 2009 1:24 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2009 12:52 am
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So had my meeting with my boss.
Told her I had to go to part time and she got very quiet.
First she explained all about how hard this was going to be on her, and then she said that was fine since she doing a lot of hiring in the next few days anyway.
That's it??
Really?
All she was concerned about was that I work full time for the next two weeks till she got someone trained.
Hmmmmm.
Is she mellowing with age?
Snort! Doubt it!
I think just after last Friday she knows that she has to get more people hired fast and is too distracted to worry about little old me!
But then I found out she has heard something about it from someone else at work and had time to have her tantrum before I even went to talk to her!
So now off I go on my new job adventure!
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Profile Photos
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Posted:May 3, 2009 4:08 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 7:47 pm
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Personally, I find it irritating when someone does not have a photo.
Everyone, somehow, somewhere, can find a photo or take a photo and cut the head off or block off the face. Or use the bathroom mirror to take a shot of your butt. Or feet. Or back. Something.
If you cannot do that, then you are either lying on your profile or lazy.
All the crap people say about being in too high profile a job and too well known is ridiculous. Unless you walk around your high profile job with your ass showing or your dick out, no one will know it is you, trust me.
But if you are going to put up a photo, PLEASE do not use your daughters room to pose in. And if you do, cover your face because if I ever see you at the doctors office or grocery store, I will start laughing. That is for sure.
And always, always, take off your socks.
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Monday.....
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Posted:May 3, 2009 3:46 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 7:48 pm
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I am going in to work to talk to my boss. To tell her that I am going to only work part time, and no more weekends.
Wow.
I wonder what she is going to say?
She is very emotional and a bitch with PMS, 24/7 as it is.
So this will go one of two ways......
She will start to freak out, start yelling, have a fit and tell me I am fired. Or.....
She will become emotional, beg me to stay and offer me a raise.
I wonder which it will be?
Either way it will get unpleasant and I am not looking forward to it. I really don't want to listen to it. I don't want her to take away my excitement of my new job. Don't want to have a rotten day and night because of how she reacts.
I would like to think that she might be happy for me. Understand that after all these years, this is not a choice I made lightly.
That I will miss C and D and C very much.
I really think I am doing the best thing for me. Yet I am nervous. I am a little scared. And to have someone yell and freak out on me will make it worse.
I had better try to get a good nights sleep tonight, and go in with my game face on.
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I Got It!!
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Posted:May 2, 2009 4:52 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 7:48 pm
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I got the new job.
I was sooooo nervous about the the interview. But I was only a minute into it, and the woman told me that since J had recommended me, that was all she needed to know. The job was mine. Done.
Holy Shit!
I cannot go into detail about it now. But I work from home. I get to spend all day at home with my favorite sweeties, my pets. I don't have to put on makeup. I don't have to dress up. I can lay in my PJs all day if I want. I make my own hours. I take off the days I want.
I cannot say how happy I am!
Tonight at work, it was almost 7 hours on my feet before I could sit for even a minute. We got Subway for dinner, and I had to take bites between customers. It took almost an hour to eat half of it. The liquor inspectors were in, and we were okay on our side but the bar side was being harassed. We had one guy at the window with his pants at his ankles, another passed out on the stoop, drunks yelling and being shitty and trying to pick me up.
By the end of the night, all I could think about was my new job and being at home, no one harassing me, no shitty drunks, and no boxer shorts to look at on a fat eighteen year old with puke on his shirt.
Yet, I am still only going to do the new job part time at first. I know I would miss the people I work with. After this many years, they are like family. We have all been through too much together. Family deaths, weddings, birthdays, being born, etc. I love them all.
I just don't like my bosses and the crap we have to deal with.
Tonight the police came about a problem with the bar, and we could not find the night manager for over an hour. He finally showed up...... drunk. Are you kidding me??
Now I get to be my own boss. Make my own hours. I don't have to work seven days a week.
I am so thrilled!!!
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Nervous
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Posted:May 1, 2009 11:41 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2009 12:57 am
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Okay. I admit it. I am nervous.
Me. The one who goes through life walking right up to my problems or fears saying 'get the hell out of my way or I am walking over you'. The person who does not solve puzzles, I just smash them open to find the answer. The person who makes myself do things like para glide and bungee jump to solve my fear of heights.
Today I am nervous and jumpy. I think the only times I have been nervous in my life was while someone I love was having an operation. Waiting for the doctor to come and say everything went well. Same with the pets, only when they are with a doctor. So now I am facing something new and instead of leaping at it, I am nervous.
I have a job interview.
I have been at my present job for 9 years. So it has been that long since I have gone for an interview. What do I say? What will they ask me?
And this is a phone interview. I usually rely on body language and facial expressions to know how things are going. I am going to have to rely only on voice.
I am told the interview takes about an hour. On the phone? What all will we talk about for an hour? Usually when I have a job, I stay there for years. So I don't have that many jobs to talk about. What on earth would we talk about for the rest of the time?
This would be a part time job to start, and then if I like it I can go full time.
I think I will really like it, and think I could be good at it. I just have to get through the interview.
But it is for a type of job I have never done before. If it is a job in the hospitality business, I can rely on my experience to talk for me. Instead, I have to sell this person on why they should take a chance on me, and train me.
I don't know if I could go full time right away. Most days, I hate my job right now, but Lord knows how much I love the people I work with. I would miss seeing them every day and talking and sharing coffee. Even the little things they do that get on my nerves, I would miss it.
But with this job, I would get to sit down and not be as tired all the time. And I would get to meet new people, which is something I love.
It would be much more money on my paycheck, but I would be losing out on tips. I have lived on tips for so many years, it will be hard to figure out a budget and live that way. And tips can bring up your wages by almost tripling your hourly wage. And it is cash. Every day.
Now on top of everything else, I have to deal with the nervousness, which is like a foreign emotion for me. So I am telling you all about it, to see if talking about it makes it easier to face it.
So, in 33 minutes, I will making the call that could change my life. Make things different for me.
Wish me luck!
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Sugar Lips
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Posted:May 1, 2009 1:36 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2009 12:57 am
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Ever hear someone describe their partner or lover that way? Sugar Lips?
I think it sounds sweet!
I would like it if someone called me that.
What to you have to do make yourself qualify as Sugar Lips?
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Bunnies
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Posted:May 1, 2009 1:33 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2009 12:24 am
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So my kitty Jasmine is such a trouble maker! She is the neighborhood bird killer, and every time has such a need to bring home her prey to show me.
Many nights I come home from work to feathers all over the floor and carpeting. Makes me just nuts cause I love all animals, even birds, and hate to think of them being hurt. She usually brings them home alive, unhurt, and then plays with them. So if I catch her right away, I can take the bird and put it outside and let them fly away. But I am not always home.
It is not as if Jasmine does not have enough to eat. She and her sister get canned food once a day, and there is dry food out 24/7.
I have no idea why she does this, except for instinct. Yet her sister never does this. Only Jasmine.
On Saturday night, I came home from work, all exhausted since we are all working six or seven days a week. And as soon as I opened the door, I saw the feathers.
This time I was mad!
I have just worked my sixth shift in a row, a ten hour one, and had worked seven of those hours before I got a chance to sit down. Now I am up with a bucket of soap and water and a brush, cleaning up the carpet at 3am. Grrrrr.
Finally getting into bed, was just about to fall asleep, when I heard some funny noises. Damn that girl! Another one??
No..... this time it is a baby bunny!!
The cutest baby bunny in the world! What a little sweetheart! He was wiggling his nose at me, looking up at me as if to beg me to save him from this little black and white monster cat.
I picked him up and he snuggled into my hand. I checked him over very carefully and saw no blood, no injuries, not a thing. He just kept snuggling and looking up at me, making little squeaking noises. He tried to suckle on my finger!
I could not help but cuddle him for awhile. He was so tame and sweet. Finally I put him in a box and hid him away from 'killer cat'. I got to sleep after that, and the night was quiet.
In the morning I phoned a veterinary clinic and they said if I took bunny to the Humane Society, that they would turn him over to the Wildlife Rehabilitation Agency.
I went to check on him, and he actually seemed happy to see me and when I picked him up he snuggled up to my chest and wiggled his nose and made the noises again. I started to think how nice it would be to keep him. I am such a sucker for baby animals.
But in the end, I realized that he would be much happier going to the Agency and being raised with other rabbits and then being let go into the wild. He could run free and make more baby rabbits, and eat clover and grass and be happy.
So we went off to the Humane Society and turned him over.
It made me very sad to let him go. I really did not want to. When I actually handed him to the attendant, it tugged at my heart and he tried to hold onto my shirt.
Why does doing the right thing suck so much sometimes?
I will always wonder about my baby bunny and wonder how he is doing.......
But as soon as we left there, we went to a pet store and bought that little killer a collar with a noisy bell on it. That way all the neighborhood animals will know when she is coming. That will fix the problem.
No. She brought home another bird.
WTF? Are all the animals in my neighborhood deaf??
And now when I am trying to sleep, every time she moves I hear the jingle noise and it wakes me up.
If it is loud enough to wake me up, how can the birds not hear her? Damn.
Anyone else have this problem? How did you handle it?
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No Ride
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Posted:Apr 30, 2009 12:52 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 11:13 pm
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Don't you hate it when you have to be somewhere and don't have any way of getting there? Do you go to extremes to get there?
Seems like this guy was not letting anything stop him from getting where he had to be.
I like to think it is a date he is trying to keep.
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T Shirts
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Posted:Apr 30, 2009 12:13 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 11:15 pm
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Some tshirts just show your personality and what kind of person you are.
Concert shirts, arts, sports, logos, etc.
I have even heard of people making a 's drawings into a shirt because they are so proud.
But would you be proud of this drawing? Make it into a tshirt?
Must be made by an ex husband!
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More Crap
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Posted:Apr 30, 2009 1:15 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 11:23 pm
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So, today did not go much better than yesterday.
Went for my mammogram. Seemed all fine. Didn't hurt too much.
When you are done, they ask you to wait until they develop them, in case you breathed at the wrong moment and they are not clear.
After ten minutes they came and said they had to do my left breast one more time. I asked if I had moved or something. They said no, they just wanted another angle. Hmmmm. So back I went and this time, it hurt a bit. Okay, a lot! Then back to the room to wait and see how it turned out. They came back and said they wanted to do the left one again. For a better shot. Strange. So back I went. This time it was agony. In case my gentlemen readers don't know, they take the breast and literally put it into a vise to flatten it as much as they can. And you just stand there and try not to move or breathe. Ouch. But the supervisor or something like that was in the room. She had my first shots of the left breast up on a lighted screen. She was showing the technician exactly where she wanted her to get the new x-ray. I peeked over and actually saw a white spot. A spot? What? I asked what it was, and they told me they could not discuss anything like that. I would have to wait for my doctor to call once he received the x-rays. In about a week.
Now, remember I had said that I was not going to worry about this unless they actually found something? Even I could see that there is something there.
So even though I am not too worried......
deep down there is a stirring of a bit of concern.
Breast cancer is very scary to women. We all know someone who has battled it. Many successfully.
But deep in your heart, you worry.
I love my breasts. I would be upset if something happened to them. Just like every other woman out there.
So in a week, I will hear from my doctor and it could just be a cyst or calcium deposit or all kinds of things. So I will stay calm and relax and not worry.
At least try not to.
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Spring?
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Posted:Apr 29, 2009 10:59 am
Last Updated:May 1, 2009 1:31 pm
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Usually in spring, I am happy.
I go buy new shoes, new lingerie, take the for long walks, get caught up on my housecleaning doing curtains and windows, get the patio all ready for evening cocktails, etc.
This year, I cannot seem to move.
I have never been so lazy. So cranky. So tired.
All I want to do is lay in bed. It takes all I have to get up, get in the bath, and get ready for work. Work drags on. Every single customer gets on my nerves. Every little thing anyone does just pisses me off and I have to grit my teeth.
Traffic pisses me off. Sales clerks piss me off. Slow service makes me bonkers. Being on hold makes me want to scream.
The customers ask me stupid questions, and I want to come back with mean, sarcastic remarks.
I actually had a customer the other day, and after she asked me how my day was going, I asked her back. Big mistake. She stood there for 10 minutes telling me all about her latest bout of diarrhea. It took all of my self control not to leap over the counter and start slapping her!
What the hell is wrong with me?
I think it might actually be these new meds for my thyroid and my legs. Can meds make you cranky? I know they can make you tired, but bitchy?
All I can say is......
DO NOT come into my work and tell me all about your diarrhea or I might just punch you!
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Last Week's Party
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Posted:Apr 26, 2009 11:56 pm
Last Updated:May 1, 2009 12:02 pm
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Last weekend we had a party at my favorite bath house, Aquarius.
It was like a coming out party for a friend of mine, P, who had never been before and did not know too many people. He was a bath house virgin. We wanted him to come and make new friends and have some fun. We booked the Party Room and also had separate rooms for everyone.
Well...... the night was wilder than I ever could have dreamed and I think we might have scared the poor man to death!!
It started out with just drinks and chatting. Socializing. Another new friend of mine, M, was there with a male friend, and it was her birthday and her first visit there too.
At first, it was like any other party. People meeting, old friends happy to see each other, a few cocktails and snacks.
After a while, some people started to play. We know a great couple who always come out to parties and always seem to be the first ones who start the fun. He is a cutie and she is spectacular looking. Always gets everyone's attention when they start to play, she is so gorgeous!
She was giving him a blow job, and we were all watching because he is quite huge and she could take it all. Neither of them mind being photographed and I just could not help but get some pictures of that! I am quite the voyeur so it was a pleasure to watch a woman who really likes what she is doing, putting on a show. I thought my friend was going to choke since it is the first time he has really seen anyone play with an audience like that. M was very fascinated as well.
Two other friends put on a display of flogging and paddling. It was wonderful to watch her face because you could tell how much she enjoyed it. Both 'virgin' friends were interested in watching that as well.
Soon more and more clothes were coming off. The bed was filling up.
One woman was laying against the headboard, with her lover laying between her legs with his back against her breasts. A man we know started to give him a blow job. Another man came up behind him and was playing with his balls. Another woman crawled up on the bed and was licking one man's nipples. The woman against the headboard called another man over and started to give him a blow job. Being me..... I pulled out the camera!
~ And no, you will never see those pics on here. ~
And before anyone asks...... CONDOMS WERE USED!
Well, for the two new people..... what can you say except......
WELCOME TO AQ!
My friend P is not homophobic, but had never been in that situation before and did not know at first how to react. He went over to the bar and did not look too much. I think most straight men would be a little shy or freaked out at first. No one minded his nervousness, since he was tolerant and took the approach of to each his own. My friend M, thought she had died and gone to heaven! She was up on the bed before I knew she had moved!
Soon people were moving around, and the first couple was back on the bed. She was wearing a corset that showed off her beautiful body and garters and stockings and her partner bent her over the bed and was doing her doggy style. She looked so satisfied and happy with her fingers curled into the sheets. Then my new friend M was doing oral on her and two different men were licking her breasts and everyone was having fun. I was still in my robe and taking pictures.
I took my friend P off to my other room, and he was able to release all the bent up tension of watching all the shows. And he sure seemed to have enjoyed himself!!
I headed back to the party after that, and got more wonderful pictures of everyone having drinks, laughing, sitting on each others laps, and being sexy and silly.
The couple that were flogging..... she got so worked up from that, that when they went back to their room she ended up squirting all over the bed and we had a good laugh about that.
By four a.m. everyone was breaking up into groups or couples and going off to their own rooms.
Personally, I had a bit too much to drink and ended up falling asleep. Big party animal, aren't I?
M still says she thinks she will wake up and all of it will have been just a wonderful dream.
The only thing missing was my good friends R & R, because they always bring the laughter to a party and I really wished they had been there.
P still cannot get over the whole thing. Filling so many fantasies including seeing two women together, without even asking anyone since they women did what they wanted, not even thinking that maybe a man might find that to be a dream come true.
All in all, a night of debauchery, fun and erotic memories.
I love that my friends are so open. So much fun. So uninhibited. So self secure and sure of themselves to play and realize all their desires without caring what others might think.
I am grateful to have been able to fulfill my own fantasies and do it with people who accept who I am. People who don't judge others.
To some people it might seem like too much. And that is fine for them.
But for us....... well........
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