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On being difficult

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In my personal ad, I describe myself as “difficult’ (among other things). This is not a cute way of pretending I am some badass bitch. I’m not.

But boy, am I particular.

And in the context of getting to know someone, there seems to be a very narrow set of things that ‘work’ for me.

There are some things that hit me just right, that make me laugh out loud, that make me do a double take, that intrigue me, that fire me up, that inspire me, that attract my interest. I don’t really know how to explain what … Continue Reading

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musing

Defining ‘the pretty’

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I make no secret of the fact that I love the pretty.

It’s true. I do.

And I know that I might give the impression that I have a very narrow definition of what that means.

But that’s not true.

Objectively, I have a body type that I like on a man. For sure. It’s tall, V-shaped, with lean muscle (not bulky), an adonis belt, a six pack, veins that stand out, narrow waist, wide shoulders. Stereotypical, sure. But that’s what turns my head, mostly in the form of gorgeous photos and men I see at the gym doing fabulous … Continue Reading

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Flailing

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I am being inspired by pieces I am reading out on the internet:

This, about crushes.

This, about lost loves.

This, about sweetness.

I want to write about my fleeting hopeful crushes, about things past, about incredible sweetness.

I have been busy and overwhelmed recently by Christmas, by people, by my book, by practicalities, and it saps my energy for writing. But I feel it bubbling now, which I love, but I am frustrated that I just don’t have the quiet around me that I need to get it out.

I read a quote somewhere … Continue Reading

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about me/  musing

My bubble

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I wonder sometimes if I will ever be able to live with anyone again.

I have lived with people before of course. In my early post-parental-home life, it was flatmates. I moved in with my first partner when I was about 24. Since then, I’ve preferred to live alone rather than share a home with anyone I wasn’t sleeping with. Barring extraordinary circumstances, I will never again live with anyone who isn’t my partner.

My introversion manifests in part as a pretty extreme need for personal space. When someone is in my home, they don’t even have to be interacting … Continue Reading

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musing/  play/  random memories

Dear cute kilted boy…

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Dear cute kilted boy,

I have a terrible memory for things both big and small, but I remember you.

We were at a BDSM event: I knew one person there, and nobody else. But I am pretty good at flitting around, pretending to be social.

You wore a kilt. Of course I remember you. I mean, *you wore a kilt*!

You were standing with two other men, I suspect they weren’t your friends, on reflection. They looked as vanilla as the day is long, jeans and t-shirt types. And yet there you were with them. In your kilt.

I approached … Continue Reading

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Hello Ma’am

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SGC of the wonderful Submissive Guy Comics tumblr recently posted this really sad comic.

When I saw it, it brought back a rush of memories. My memories are usually packed away and mostly inaccessible without concerted effort, but they are sitting close to the surface for me at the moment because of my anniversary post. When I was thinking about what to write, I looked back on old posts and personal writings to find something that seemed a fitting topic, so quite a few things that are normally hidden away are floating right there in my peripheral vision.

When … Continue Reading

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award/  random memories/  top pick

Superheroes!

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I was looking up minor comic super heroes the other day and came across some (lots!) I’d never heard of.

A few of the best ones (and by ‘best’ I mean ‘lamest super heroes EVARRR’!!):

Stone Boy

His super power is *turning himself into stone*.

“Gadzooks, someone is being MURDERED!!! Let me help you!!! LOOK, SUDDENLY I’M A ROCK!! HA HA! FOILED YOU, MURDERERS!!”

Gin Genie

She can generate ground tremors. Alcohol helped or increased her power. Aw yeah…

*hic* Oops, wiped out a city! Oh well!! BARTENDER!!

Arm Fall Off Boy

He can rip his own arm off … Continue Reading

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