One of my classes is asking me to gather responses to two very simple survey questions, I'm to get at least ten responses and then report on my findings. So if you want to help me with my homework, e-mail or comment me your responses (include your return e-mail), and I will reply with the disclaimer that basically says who will be using your answers for what, and that they will be anonymous.
I am taking a class at my university called “Men and Sexism" or "Feminism and Men” in the Department of Women’s Studies. Please respond below to the following questions:
1) What do you think sexism is?
2) Do you think feminism is an effective strategy for bringing an end to sexism?
Please fill in the following information:
*Name (you can make one up)
*Gender (and sex, if they are different than "usual")
*Race
*Economic background (For example, do you come from an economic background that you would consider to be: upper class, middle class, working class, or under class [poor]?)
*Sexual orientation
*Age
*Religious affiliation (if any)
*Highest level of education attained
*Response to question 1:
*Response to question 2:
I realize that the answers to this might of sort of biased if I know you folks, so if there are any of you that aren't really in the field of women's/gender studies, please answer! I'm looking for a broad range of answers.
Showing posts with label obsessive listmaking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label obsessive listmaking. Show all posts
29.1.09
16.11.08
Update; sectional.
I've sat down to write several posts recently. I was going to write another excerpt from John Poster's book "Meals for Males" and I got distracted looking at the funny French names he gave his pheasant recipes. Hi-larious.
I also wanted to write about our housing project: we found out Dana's lease is not up until 2/09 so we have a good four months until we move out of this 650 sq ft studio apartment. The house hunt will have to be postponed at least until the first of the year.
My new job started on Thursday. In two weeks I will work a whopping 17 hours - clearly this is not enough, but apparently all the other stores I applied to in our mall are competitors of this store. And the two that weren't sent me a thanks-but-no-thanks letter.
I'm totally jealous of everyone who was privileged enough to go to the NYC Sexbloggers' Calendar debut party. Debauchery was bound to "ensue" as they say. *sigh* Everything fun happens in New York!
My anxiety got the best of me - I am not one for protests because they tend to give me claustrophobia. I did not go, please forgive me. Instead I did my part to further the gay agenda by going to a pet adoption expo!
It is nearing the end of the semester and I will have my nose in actual books for about the next six weeks. One of my final papers is about the writings of Denise Chavez. The other paper will be an "autoethnography" where I talk about the effects of culture on myself as it relates to queer theory. I've chosen once again to talk about the femme identity. My professor wants me to answer the question, "how does femme queer femininity?" for indeed it does. I'm supposed to write about moments in my life that helped to shape my femme identity. I'll write about those scenes another time. I'm a bit behind in homework too, so expect to see and hear from me even less than you already do. I read everyone's writings, but I am just having so much trouble formulating my thoughts.
Next Wednesday I'm being inducted into my university's founding chapter of iota iota iota, which is an honor society for undergraduates focushttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifing in Women's Studies. The color is lavender - isn't that nice? It's named for Inana, Ishtar and Isis.
Dana's new job promised her 40 hours and has totally disregarded that commitment. Although she is getting the most hours out of everyone, she is still getting less than forty. She actually makes less at the new job than she did at the old horrible sucky job because she ended up working overtime before, whereas she is not allowed to now. Looking for new or second job now, as money is way, way tight. With a move on the horizon, we both need to bringing in as much moola as possible. Life is not propelled by my smiling face alone, but by the bank.
Should I or shouldn't I arrange play dates with a certain pair of beautiful people? yea or nay? It sounds like a good idea, I definitely could see it working out, but at the same time there are always risks, you know? I don't want to risk my beautiful partner in exchange for a fleeting thrill. But I also see the value in expanding one's personal horizons. If it happens, I think they're going to have to make the first move.
I'm now uninsured. Health is doing alright, but the main thing is eating right, eating small meals at frequent intervals, and taking meds on time. We purchased a bathroom scale the other day, which is a good measure of how my overall blood glucose is doing. Sugar goes up, weight goes up, and the opposite is also true.
Taking everything into consideration, however, I'm feeling absolutely fabulous. I am more and more in love with Dana. I feel more and more comfortable with our relationship. We talk about everything, we welcome change and progress, and we constantly reaffirm to each other our commitment to making things work. She sure means a whole lot to me.
I also wanted to write about our housing project: we found out Dana's lease is not up until 2/09 so we have a good four months until we move out of this 650 sq ft studio apartment. The house hunt will have to be postponed at least until the first of the year.
My new job started on Thursday. In two weeks I will work a whopping 17 hours - clearly this is not enough, but apparently all the other stores I applied to in our mall are competitors of this store. And the two that weren't sent me a thanks-but-no-thanks letter.
I'm totally jealous of everyone who was privileged enough to go to the NYC Sexbloggers' Calendar debut party. Debauchery was bound to "ensue" as they say. *sigh* Everything fun happens in New York!
My anxiety got the best of me - I am not one for protests because they tend to give me claustrophobia. I did not go, please forgive me. Instead I did my part to further the gay agenda by going to a pet adoption expo!
It is nearing the end of the semester and I will have my nose in actual books for about the next six weeks. One of my final papers is about the writings of Denise Chavez. The other paper will be an "autoethnography" where I talk about the effects of culture on myself as it relates to queer theory. I've chosen once again to talk about the femme identity. My professor wants me to answer the question, "how does femme queer femininity?" for indeed it does. I'm supposed to write about moments in my life that helped to shape my femme identity. I'll write about those scenes another time. I'm a bit behind in homework too, so expect to see and hear from me even less than you already do. I read everyone's writings, but I am just having so much trouble formulating my thoughts.
Next Wednesday I'm being inducted into my university's founding chapter of iota iota iota, which is an honor society for undergraduates focushttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifing in Women's Studies. The color is lavender - isn't that nice? It's named for Inana, Ishtar and Isis.
Dana's new job promised her 40 hours and has totally disregarded that commitment. Although she is getting the most hours out of everyone, she is still getting less than forty. She actually makes less at the new job than she did at the old horrible sucky job because she ended up working overtime before, whereas she is not allowed to now. Looking for new or second job now, as money is way, way tight. With a move on the horizon, we both need to bringing in as much moola as possible. Life is not propelled by my smiling face alone, but by the bank.
Should I or shouldn't I arrange play dates with a certain pair of beautiful people? yea or nay? It sounds like a good idea, I definitely could see it working out, but at the same time there are always risks, you know? I don't want to risk my beautiful partner in exchange for a fleeting thrill. But I also see the value in expanding one's personal horizons. If it happens, I think they're going to have to make the first move.
I'm now uninsured. Health is doing alright, but the main thing is eating right, eating small meals at frequent intervals, and taking meds on time. We purchased a bathroom scale the other day, which is a good measure of how my overall blood glucose is doing. Sugar goes up, weight goes up, and the opposite is also true.
Taking everything into consideration, however, I'm feeling absolutely fabulous. I am more and more in love with Dana. I feel more and more comfortable with our relationship. We talk about everything, we welcome change and progress, and we constantly reaffirm to each other our commitment to making things work. She sure means a whole lot to me.
26.10.08
Early Voting
Thursday I took Dana to school with me, and on the way home we detoured to the library closest to our home to take advantage of Florida's two full weeks of early voting. Two weeks! I say, if you've got the polling line blues, early voting is the way to go. I went early because I had the unfortunate experience of a panic attack on the way to the polls last time, fearing the lines and having trouble deciding (trouble deciding? I was in a much different place in life at that point, so yeah). I knew there would be a line, but it would be nothing like November 4. I didn't want a repeat of last time, and I was anxious to cast my vote for the democratic nominee, Senator Barack Obama.
I'm anxious to halt this dynasty of white moneyed bigots.
So! If you have the opportunity to early vote, please do! Before you go to the polls, check out all the candidates, especially the nonpartisan tickets and find out where they stand on issues that are important to you. Don't go into your booth empty handed! Have your sample ballot, have a piece of paper with your notes on it.
Vote for love and against hate in your state!
I'm anxious to halt this dynasty of white moneyed bigots.
So! If you have the opportunity to early vote, please do! Before you go to the polls, check out all the candidates, especially the nonpartisan tickets and find out where they stand on issues that are important to you. Don't go into your booth empty handed! Have your sample ballot, have a piece of paper with your notes on it.
Vote for love and against hate in your state!
17.10.08
14 unusual facts
I've been tagged twice, both by Natt Nightly and by Green-Eyed Girl for a bit of a survey - 7 unusual facts about myself. Since I've been tagged twice, I'll just go ahead and give you 14. I don't play by the rules, so if you want to do this, go ahead and do it. I tag anyone who wants to be tagged. Here we go:
1. The first chapter book I ever read was Heidi. Unabridged. In the first grade.
2. There is a picture of me above Dana's desk. She put it there. In the picture I am 2 years old, wearing a pink frilly dress and grinning from ear to ear.
3. When our cats try to get into my big wardrobe we say "look, Dabu's trying to get to Narnia!"
4. I have a laundry basket full of shoes, but I mostly wear an old brown pair of reef's.
5. I alphabetize or categorize every shelf on my bookcase.
6. I have never written a paper for college more than a week in advance. I have never turned in a rough draft. I have never not stayed up the night before it was due writing it.
7. I gave away my television to Amber and Sol earlier this year. Glad to be rid of it.
8. Even though I played violin for 13 years, and I have two of them, I rarely play anymore.
9. My mother makes the best kahlua - the funny thing is that it's made with instant coffee! yuck!
10. When I bowl, the palm of my hand faces down as I roll the ball.
11. It's official, I've moved three times in 2008. This is the last time, I swear.
12. In high school I stopped shaving for several months and ranted to anyone who would listen about why women's bodies should just be the way God intended them to be. Everyone thought I was nuts.
13. Dad used to read The Hobbit to me and my brother. We would sit on the arm rests of this big reclining chair and he would mispronounce words to see if we were listening.
14. I don't wear bras. Only tanks with shelf-bras in them. So much more comfortable, easy to take off, and I never have to worry about my bra straps showing!
There you have 14 facts about me.
Tag, you're it!
1. The first chapter book I ever read was Heidi. Unabridged. In the first grade.
2. There is a picture of me above Dana's desk. She put it there. In the picture I am 2 years old, wearing a pink frilly dress and grinning from ear to ear.
3. When our cats try to get into my big wardrobe we say "look, Dabu's trying to get to Narnia!"
4. I have a laundry basket full of shoes, but I mostly wear an old brown pair of reef's.
5. I alphabetize or categorize every shelf on my bookcase.
6. I have never written a paper for college more than a week in advance. I have never turned in a rough draft. I have never not stayed up the night before it was due writing it.
7. I gave away my television to Amber and Sol earlier this year. Glad to be rid of it.
8. Even though I played violin for 13 years, and I have two of them, I rarely play anymore.
9. My mother makes the best kahlua - the funny thing is that it's made with instant coffee! yuck!
10. When I bowl, the palm of my hand faces down as I roll the ball.
11. It's official, I've moved three times in 2008. This is the last time, I swear.
12. In high school I stopped shaving for several months and ranted to anyone who would listen about why women's bodies should just be the way God intended them to be. Everyone thought I was nuts.
13. Dad used to read The Hobbit to me and my brother. We would sit on the arm rests of this big reclining chair and he would mispronounce words to see if we were listening.
14. I don't wear bras. Only tanks with shelf-bras in them. So much more comfortable, easy to take off, and I never have to worry about my bra straps showing!
There you have 14 facts about me.
Tag, you're it!
4.10.08
thrifting
I forgot that on Saturday Dana and I went thrifting and had some pretty damn good luck. Store number one didn't have much, but there were a couple of books, and a copy of The Secret Garden on VHS. I have to say, I'm starting to get a little nostalgic for tapes, because you can get used movies for so cheap at thrift stores, and they have been in pretty fair condition so far. We really bonded over the movie last night. I really love Mary Lennox's transformation from an angry, fearful girl into a warm and smiling young woman. I laugh at how she ruffles Mrs. Medlock's feathers, and storms into Colin's room calling him selfish! She herself enters the story behaving very selfishly, but finally she learns that she doesn't have to be afraid of being abandoned anymore, and learns to freely love herself and others. I was inspired by the incredibly good acting of the children in this movie and the directing is fantastic, having been made by one of Francis Ford Coppola's companies.
We also located a copy of Mr. Edward Greenblatt's "Suddenly Single: A Survival Kit for the Single Man" which includes 30 simple recipes (enough for one month!) and 50 kids activities (for your kids when they are in your custody, or perhaps for the children of people you date?). That will probably be my next book review.
The treat of the next store was a cache of old lesbian music tapes! Here's the list
Melissa Etheridge
Melissa Etheridge
Yes I Am
Brave and Crazy
your little secret
k.d. lang
Angel With a Lariat
all you can eat
Sheryl Crow's title album (not lesbian, just 90's!)
and, tadaha pure moods II
Our final stop lead to a deposit of the contents of my trunk (which have been awaiting the goodwill donation center for many moons) and the purchase of a bookshelf, a tea pot and tea kettle, and some fancy plates (which I looked up online and they are in fact very good fakes). *Squee!*
We also located a copy of Mr. Edward Greenblatt's "Suddenly Single: A Survival Kit for the Single Man" which includes 30 simple recipes (enough for one month!) and 50 kids activities (for your kids when they are in your custody, or perhaps for the children of people you date?). That will probably be my next book review.
The treat of the next store was a cache of old lesbian music tapes! Here's the list
Melissa Etheridge
Melissa Etheridge
Yes I Am
Brave and Crazy
your little secret
k.d. lang
Angel With a Lariat
all you can eat
Sheryl Crow's title album (not lesbian, just 90's!)
and, tadaha pure moods II
Our final stop lead to a deposit of the contents of my trunk (which have been awaiting the goodwill donation center for many moons) and the purchase of a bookshelf, a tea pot and tea kettle, and some fancy plates (which I looked up online and they are in fact very good fakes). *Squee!*
28.4.08
sex before work
Got tagged by Essin' Em, figured why the heck not?
This is Isabella’s Sex Meme. Anyone is welcome to steal it, but you must post this rules blurb at the beginning of the meme.
1: You must include this link to Sex Talk - Sex Advice for Men.
2. You must answer every question! If you don’t have a good answer, you are strongly encouraged to make up something good; we like to be entertained.
3. You must tag three people: Delilah, Dark Musings, Tongue Tied
Here goes:
1. Sex in the Morning or Sex at Night?
Either and all. I like to unwind by having sex, and I like the rush of really quick sex in the morning before you have to be somewhere and then running off to work all flustered :)
2. Sex Music
I dunno I have a mix of k. d. lang, iron and wine, ani difranco, over the rhine, and simple piano solos
3. Naughty Pics or Naughty Home Videos?
pictures.
4. Fabulous Sex With: Dr Doug Ross or Dr Greg House?
Someone in the medical profession.... Delilah is in the medical profession! :P
5. Vibrator or Dildo?
You know, there's really nothing like regular old fingers. If I had to pick, it would be a vibe.
6. Bedroom Sex: Lights Off or Lights On?
Whatevs. As long as I'm with you.
7. Word Preference: Pussy or Cunt?
I really like them both. Honestly. I use them interchangeably, as they refer to the same thing.
8. Spanking Over the Knee or Spanking Only During Sex?
Both, please.
9. More Exciting: Sex in an Elevator or Sex in an Aeroplane?
Hotel room, bedroom with the windows open, porch or balcony.
10. Ron Jeremy or Peter North?
Trucker Cash?
11. Word Preference? Cock or dick?
Cock, because I like how the name feels in my mouth, and because my Grandpa's name was Richard and they called him Dick and it wasn't a bad word back then :(
12. Linda Lovelace or Jenna Jameson?
Princess Donna
13. Rope Bondage or Bondage Tape
Rope.
14. Give Rim Job or Receive Anal Sex?
um. I'm not so much into the sex part, but I don't mind that pretty pink butt plug
15. Get Rich Stripping in a Skanky Bar or Get Rich as a Call Girl for Celebs?
Burlesque.
16. Which Threesome - Boy/Girl/Girl or Boy/Boy/Girl?
Yeah Dana and I have the boy/girl part down and we've been looking for a girl third - anyone interested?
17. Flavoured Oil or Tingling Oil?
Creepy!
18. Favorite Non-Sexual Object to Make Sexual?
scarves
19. Sex While Strangers Watch or Sex With a Stranger?
i could go for sex while strangers watch
20. Tied to the Bed or to a St Andrew’s Cross?
I've never been tied to a St. Andrew's cross...but that could be fun. However, I really like being tied to the bed. A hell of a lot, so we'll just go with that.
This is Isabella’s Sex Meme. Anyone is welcome to steal it, but you must post this rules blurb at the beginning of the meme.
1: You must include this link to Sex Talk - Sex Advice for Men.
2. You must answer every question! If you don’t have a good answer, you are strongly encouraged to make up something good; we like to be entertained.
3. You must tag three people: Delilah, Dark Musings, Tongue Tied
Here goes:
1. Sex in the Morning or Sex at Night?
Either and all. I like to unwind by having sex, and I like the rush of really quick sex in the morning before you have to be somewhere and then running off to work all flustered :)
2. Sex Music
I dunno I have a mix of k. d. lang, iron and wine, ani difranco, over the rhine, and simple piano solos
3. Naughty Pics or Naughty Home Videos?
pictures.
4. Fabulous Sex With: Dr Doug Ross or Dr Greg House?
Someone in the medical profession.... Delilah is in the medical profession! :P
5. Vibrator or Dildo?
You know, there's really nothing like regular old fingers. If I had to pick, it would be a vibe.
6. Bedroom Sex: Lights Off or Lights On?
Whatevs. As long as I'm with you.
7. Word Preference: Pussy or Cunt?
I really like them both. Honestly. I use them interchangeably, as they refer to the same thing.
8. Spanking Over the Knee or Spanking Only During Sex?
Both, please.
9. More Exciting: Sex in an Elevator or Sex in an Aeroplane?
Hotel room, bedroom with the windows open, porch or balcony.
10. Ron Jeremy or Peter North?
Trucker Cash?
11. Word Preference? Cock or dick?
Cock, because I like how the name feels in my mouth, and because my Grandpa's name was Richard and they called him Dick and it wasn't a bad word back then :(
12. Linda Lovelace or Jenna Jameson?
Princess Donna
13. Rope Bondage or Bondage Tape
Rope.
14. Give Rim Job or Receive Anal Sex?
um. I'm not so much into the sex part, but I don't mind that pretty pink butt plug
15. Get Rich Stripping in a Skanky Bar or Get Rich as a Call Girl for Celebs?
Burlesque.
16. Which Threesome - Boy/Girl/Girl or Boy/Boy/Girl?
Yeah Dana and I have the boy/girl part down and we've been looking for a girl third - anyone interested?
17. Flavoured Oil or Tingling Oil?
Creepy!
18. Favorite Non-Sexual Object to Make Sexual?
scarves
19. Sex While Strangers Watch or Sex With a Stranger?
i could go for sex while strangers watch
20. Tied to the Bed or to a St Andrew’s Cross?
I've never been tied to a St. Andrew's cross...but that could be fun. However, I really like being tied to the bed. A hell of a lot, so we'll just go with that.
27.4.08
Sunday Single Girl's Guide to Entertaining 7
A WORD ABOUT ENTERTAINING
Entertaining is a lot of fun. that's why people do i, and that's why other people are always glad to be entertained. Your guests will arrive happily expectant, for they anticipate an evening of food, drink, and good conversation, as opposed, say, to an evening of Uncle Bert's and Aunt Min's home movies of their trip to Toledo. By the time they arrive, your major chores will have been completed so that you will be free to relax and enjoy both your friends and the fruits of your labor.
this is known as being a serene hostess. However, achieving a state of serenity is not altogether easy, since you must do a sizeable (sic) amount of planning and work in advance. I have found that the secret is not just abstract planning, but making a list, a written list that includes every last item from flowers to wine to extra soup bowls, if necessary. You must write everything down - do not rely on your memory - or you will forget at least one absolutely necessary item.
First on your list belong the standard items for a dinner party: candles for the table and a bunch or two of freshly cut flowers to brighten the place up. These two items immediately set a festive and even elegant tone to the proceedings.
In addition, you should think of a bottle of wine. Not only think about it, but buy it (that is always my rule of thumb! don't just think ponder it, do it!) , unless you can count on your guests or your beau to bring a bottle. Most people, understanding the tight finances of single girls, will show up with a bottle of wine, but it's just as well to have the proper one on hand. Your guests may bring the wrong wine or - worse yet - none at all. If you've already bought a bottle, save it. It won't go bad.
The general rule for wines is that you serve a red wine with red meats, such as beef, lamb, or pork; and a white wine with white meats, such as chicken, veal, and fish. Roses go well with both red and white meats, and are always a good choice, if you're in doubt. Champagne, if you can afford it, goes with everything.
White wines and roses should be served thoroughly chilled, while reds profit from a half hour sojourn in the refrigerator to bring them down to the proper European room temperature, which is usually lower than that in the normal American apartment. Try to remember to open the wines (except sparkling wines) half an hour before serving to let the wine "breathe." Fill the glasses no more than two-thirds full so that the lovely wine aroma (or bouquet) is trapped in the upper part of the glass.
If you're on a tight budget, California wines are very good and quite acceptable. They are often a better bet than the cheap imported French wines, which, sad to say, are frequently sour Algerian products masquerading behind a phony French label. Ask the man in the liquor store for help - tell him that you want a dry red or white wine for dinner and he'll be happy to give you some suggestions. Don't get a sweet wine to go with a meal; you'll ruin both.
Entertaining is a lot of fun. that's why people do i, and that's why other people are always glad to be entertained. Your guests will arrive happily expectant, for they anticipate an evening of food, drink, and good conversation, as opposed, say, to an evening of Uncle Bert's and Aunt Min's home movies of their trip to Toledo. By the time they arrive, your major chores will have been completed so that you will be free to relax and enjoy both your friends and the fruits of your labor.
this is known as being a serene hostess. However, achieving a state of serenity is not altogether easy, since you must do a sizeable (sic) amount of planning and work in advance. I have found that the secret is not just abstract planning, but making a list, a written list that includes every last item from flowers to wine to extra soup bowls, if necessary. You must write everything down - do not rely on your memory - or you will forget at least one absolutely necessary item.
First on your list belong the standard items for a dinner party: candles for the table and a bunch or two of freshly cut flowers to brighten the place up. These two items immediately set a festive and even elegant tone to the proceedings.
In addition, you should think of a bottle of wine. Not only think about it, but buy it (that is always my rule of thumb! don't just think ponder it, do it!) , unless you can count on your guests or your beau to bring a bottle. Most people, understanding the tight finances of single girls, will show up with a bottle of wine, but it's just as well to have the proper one on hand. Your guests may bring the wrong wine or - worse yet - none at all. If you've already bought a bottle, save it. It won't go bad.
The general rule for wines is that you serve a red wine with red meats, such as beef, lamb, or pork; and a white wine with white meats, such as chicken, veal, and fish. Roses go well with both red and white meats, and are always a good choice, if you're in doubt. Champagne, if you can afford it, goes with everything.
White wines and roses should be served thoroughly chilled, while reds profit from a half hour sojourn in the refrigerator to bring them down to the proper European room temperature, which is usually lower than that in the normal American apartment. Try to remember to open the wines (except sparkling wines) half an hour before serving to let the wine "breathe." Fill the glasses no more than two-thirds full so that the lovely wine aroma (or bouquet) is trapped in the upper part of the glass.
If you're on a tight budget, California wines are very good and quite acceptable. They are often a better bet than the cheap imported French wines, which, sad to say, are frequently sour Algerian products masquerading behind a phony French label. Ask the man in the liquor store for help - tell him that you want a dry red or white wine for dinner and he'll be happy to give you some suggestions. Don't get a sweet wine to go with a meal; you'll ruin both.
4.3.08
Sugasm 121 with sprinkles on top
Somehow I didn't get the memo that Sugasm 121 came out until I noticed it in my site traffic. My piece is "A Matter of Intent" under Thoughts on Sex and Relationships:
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #122? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #122? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
Why I like sex blogs
“A few have changed the way I think about certain issues.”
A Date With Murphy
“No. NO! This is not fucking happening.”
Lust and Sassiness
“Some of the flames that your feistiness stoke within me lack subtlety, lack grace, lack restraint.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
The Writer Strike
Editor’s Choice
An After The Date Love Letter
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Caught (pt 1)
Hot Screeching Excerpt - The Red Light Horror
Nocturne
Oh…Face
Showtime
Soccer Moms Get Hot Too!
To sleep, perchance to dream
What are you waiting for?!
When the Moon turns Russian Red.
Where No One Can Hear You Scream…
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Catalina loves an HNT of Me (Photo by Altered Aperture)
Dahlia and Adriana Sage Bound
Don Quixote’s Package
Fetish Model Anastasia Pierce In A Latex Nurse Outfit. Yum!
The first porn film made by The Cam Lover
Half-Nekkid Thursday: What’s Cookin’ in the Kitchen
Half-Nekkid Urinater
Lela Star & Cali Logan
Meet my new friend, Satine Phoenix
Pornsaint Anna the Nerd
A Quick Simple Caning
Sex News, Reviews & Interviews
G-Spot: Real or Myth?
LA KinkBall Fetish Weekend
Mz. Berlin Finishes Slave Training With Forced Orgasms, And A MMF Threesome
Of Gracie & Mia & “John & Mary”
Palm Harness
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
A Matter of Intent
“Are you ready to have your pussy rocked?”
Fuck this Consumerist Bullshit
Kangaroo Feminist
Swiss porn misses its peak
Top ten G-spot frisky fun facts
Sex Advice
Ask Miss Bliss-Why won’t she meet me for a date?
Ask The Jersey Girls
How to do it doggy…with style!
BDSM & Fetish
Admitted Cuckoldress
Bad connection
Public display…
Queening Stools : build or buy?
You get what you need
20.2.08
18.2.08
no, i didn't win the lottery
Miss Avarice has shopped.
No, I didn't win the lottery,
I just have really good credit.
This shopping trip will probably
last me until the summer time!
From the jewelry store:
Diamond Ring: $975? Hardly. $292.50
Aquamarine Ring: $189.? Try $56.70
Black Pearl Earrings: $100? Half. $50.00
White Pearl Earrings: $59? A mere $18
I apparently shopped on the right day because my favorite place for clothing was also on sale. Pretty much everything in the $30-$50 range was $6! When I checked out, Rather than my receipt showing $440, it was $171. For two whole bags stuffed full! Mostly sweaters and a jacket for colder weather, stocking up for times when I will be heading northward. I also grabbed some yoga pants, a denim skirt, dress pants, and shelf tanks. From another store I grabbed a couple of thin, long-sleeved shirts for the dreaded Camping Trip which I have been conned, coerced, and otherwise required against my will to attend. Finally, I finished off with two new bags, a small red and a mediumish blue. My friends make fun of me for how incredibly large most of my purses, and I general stick to one style, so I purposefully picked bags that are definitely not my style - it's time to branch out.
Speaking of heading northward, my mind has been in "please god, anywhere but here" mode and I have been curiously investigating places like Brooklyn, Jersey, Portland, and Washington State as a future home once I have finished my Women's Studies degree - although I'm sure the studying will have just begun by that point! Of course this is not for another year or so, but moving that far away from home deserves some thorough preparation. Why move across the continent you ask? Eh. I require constant change to exist. My spirit must always be moving. And I've said many times before, I have never felt so content in any other situation than I feel when I am in transit from one place to another. Whether it's driving to work, driving to see a friend who lives out of town or flying to an entirely different city. My most favorite feeling is walking down a street that I have never been on before. That's why it didn't take me long to get on board when Kay suggested that they might be skipping town in the next year or two also...
No, I didn't win the lottery,
I just have really good credit.
This shopping trip will probably
last me until the summer time!
From the jewelry store:
Diamond Ring: $975? Hardly. $292.50
Aquamarine Ring: $189.? Try $56.70
Black Pearl Earrings: $100? Half. $50.00
White Pearl Earrings: $59? A mere $18
I apparently shopped on the right day because my favorite place for clothing was also on sale. Pretty much everything in the $30-$50 range was $6! When I checked out, Rather than my receipt showing $440, it was $171. For two whole bags stuffed full! Mostly sweaters and a jacket for colder weather, stocking up for times when I will be heading northward. I also grabbed some yoga pants, a denim skirt, dress pants, and shelf tanks. From another store I grabbed a couple of thin, long-sleeved shirts for the dreaded Camping Trip which I have been conned, coerced, and otherwise required against my will to attend. Finally, I finished off with two new bags, a small red and a mediumish blue. My friends make fun of me for how incredibly large most of my purses, and I general stick to one style, so I purposefully picked bags that are definitely not my style - it's time to branch out.
Speaking of heading northward, my mind has been in "please god, anywhere but here" mode and I have been curiously investigating places like Brooklyn, Jersey, Portland, and Washington State as a future home once I have finished my Women's Studies degree - although I'm sure the studying will have just begun by that point! Of course this is not for another year or so, but moving that far away from home deserves some thorough preparation. Why move across the continent you ask? Eh. I require constant change to exist. My spirit must always be moving. And I've said many times before, I have never felt so content in any other situation than I feel when I am in transit from one place to another. Whether it's driving to work, driving to see a friend who lives out of town or flying to an entirely different city. My most favorite feeling is walking down a street that I have never been on before. That's why it didn't take me long to get on board when Kay suggested that they might be skipping town in the next year or two also...
5.2.08
Brave, brave sugasm #117
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #118? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
A Fable
“They start touching her, gingerly at first, wondering what magic is in her.”
Fiction: The Island Princess and the Monkeys Who Tie Knots
“You naughty, naughty, NAUGHTY monkeys!”
Sexy Is In Your Mind
“Sexy is an attitude and really all in your mind.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Chickipedia
Editor’s Choice
Take a walk on the wild side.
More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Crave - Connect
Threesome on a golden afternoon
Whispers, after
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
The female “gaze”
This Week’s Picks
A Fable
“They start touching her, gingerly at first, wondering what magic is in her.”
Fiction: The Island Princess and the Monkeys Who Tie Knots
“You naughty, naughty, NAUGHTY monkeys!”
Sexy Is In Your Mind
“Sexy is an attitude and really all in your mind.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Chickipedia
Editor’s Choice
Take a walk on the wild side.
More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Crave - Connect
Threesome on a golden afternoon
Whispers, after
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
The female “gaze”
16.1.08
dance card
my dance card has been filling. this week has been packed.
still talking to Sandy on the side, and sending dirty notes which thrills her to pieces, and thrills me even more that she likes them and doesn't try to change the subject like other girls have been doing.
while we did have a very relaxed afternoon together and a sweet moment outside as i was leaving, i have completely lost interest in Marian. you may have realized that i can be a bit of a bitch. if someone can't compete with me, intellectually, i get bored. there was an overly long rant tonight that exhausted my interest. she's also way too much like my brother - she has the same needs and engages the same sympathies that he engages in me. i already feel drained. check that one off the list!
Crave is coming to visit this weekend. we've agreed on no expectations, but she seems to be a fine fella so i'm sure i'll enjoy her company. she's in town for a bit to visit someone else, and as a perk! we get to do a "round 2" on the date we supposed to have in NYC in October. she answered one of my CL ads for an intelligent toppy butch. i'm pleased to have a second chance because so far, she's a jewel.
to top it all off, i've just planned a date for tomorrow night with Autumn who is "transitioning" from an ambiguous, undefined gender, gradually into something more and more masculine. i haven't seen the outcome of the haircut that has reportedly "done the trick", according to the referring friends.
Wow, three in one week! What's a girl to do? Let's just call it extracurricular activities towards my Women's Studies degree, shall we?
still talking to Sandy on the side, and sending dirty notes which thrills her to pieces, and thrills me even more that she likes them and doesn't try to change the subject like other girls have been doing.
while we did have a very relaxed afternoon together and a sweet moment outside as i was leaving, i have completely lost interest in Marian. you may have realized that i can be a bit of a bitch. if someone can't compete with me, intellectually, i get bored. there was an overly long rant tonight that exhausted my interest. she's also way too much like my brother - she has the same needs and engages the same sympathies that he engages in me. i already feel drained. check that one off the list!
Crave is coming to visit this weekend. we've agreed on no expectations, but she seems to be a fine fella so i'm sure i'll enjoy her company. she's in town for a bit to visit someone else, and as a perk! we get to do a "round 2" on the date we supposed to have in NYC in October. she answered one of my CL ads for an intelligent toppy butch. i'm pleased to have a second chance because so far, she's a jewel.
to top it all off, i've just planned a date for tomorrow night with Autumn who is "transitioning" from an ambiguous, undefined gender, gradually into something more and more masculine. i haven't seen the outcome of the haircut that has reportedly "done the trick", according to the referring friends.
Wow, three in one week! What's a girl to do? Let's just call it extracurricular activities towards my Women's Studies degree, shall we?
1.1.08
it's finally over
You know, I started 2007 with my work cut out for me. There was the problem of what to do about college. There was the not so little problem of my queerness. And there was the gargantuan problem of my commitment to a religious organization with which I was not being completely honest. I knew this year would be a challenge, and that it was! In February, some time before St. V's day, I came out to my mother - not for the first time, and that will be the last time, I swear! I drove home in March, speeding down the freeway, with my belongings crammed into every little space in my car. I called a friend on the way home, asking to stay over a little while, and that became my home. Except that before that, I needed to get a little bit of sex out of my system. First things first, you know. I got a job in April, and started this blog. I started school in June and in August I moved into a bedroom to call my own (the first in nearly two years, thanks to communal living). The first week of October, I had my first real kiss and have had none since, then I attended the disruptive, dismantling CBE workshop. November brought a trip to see my mother, and a talk about the prohibition of any of my partners from family gatherings. I also confirmed with my boss that I'm queer. Finally in December, I finished my first full semester back at school and I'm ever closer to graduating.
I have a feeling that 2008 is going to be the year of therapy. I'm surprised by how well I survived 2007 because that was one hell of a ride.
Here is what I want 2008 to hold.
1. Intimacy. After living in communal housing, after being bravely open with my dorm mates, and just leaving them cold turkey, I'm craving community. Intimacy between women friends, like Delilah described. I thrive on it and I always have. I want intimacy with lovers - I want to be truly known by them.
2. Health. I have utterly neglected my health for 2 years now, and I can feel it taking its toll. I need to get my hormone imbalance and my blood glucose problems under control. I need to swim and exercise so that my knee strength improves. I have oral surgery that needs to happen. My skin needs some TLC, especially on my face. I have to quit smoking. Have to have to have to. No more of this stopping until i feel like starting again business.
3. Activism. The reason I came home wasn't to spend my money and my time on selfish things. I came home so that I could be useful to my Christian sisters and brothers who are gay like me, and I have done nothing productive. At least, I don't think. Once I get myself grounded, that is my next step.
4. Heart. My heart is scarred, whether I want to believe it or not. I have not been a fan of talk therapy the past several years. When I was in Jr. High, I think it did me a lot of good. But since then it has caused me nothing but trouble. The "counselors" I have been to seem to build upon each other, rather than tear down the lies and the injustices that the others have served me. They have "prayed" over me countless times in hopes that it would save me from certain doom - the nasty H word. Homosexuality. I want someone who will affirm my queer identity, yet also shares my faith tradition. I think it's important to at least start my therapy with a queer person of ministry, since I ejected myself out of that position with next to no "processing" or "debriefing" work. I've been a rogue, alone, and I forgot that no woman is an island, least of all me. Long story short, I want to give my heart what it deserves.
5. Commitment. My school work needs my attention, and I don't want to hit this time next year and be wishing I had worked harder. It's only six more classes, max, and I need to make it worthwhile and salvage my GPA in case I want to do graduate school (although that thought makes me ill).
Above all else, my New Year's Resolution is to try new things.
On an entirely different topic, please note that while I prefer the company of women, I have never been entirely opposed to a polite, respectful, intelligent, naughty boy. These are hard to find. But I'm finding myself curious, and strangely confident. I feel like I can tackle just about anything, these days. Even that.
Lastly, you will be interested to know that I have tentative plans to be photographed as follows: nude, tied up in that red hemp rope and kneeling on a hardwood floor. And on a fleece rug. And in the kitchen on the tile floor. But which will it be? Dirty girls on a clean floor? or clean girls on a dirty floor? I can't decide which I like best.
Something's brewing. The wind is shifting for me. The air tastes wet.
I have a feeling that 2008 is going to be the year of therapy. I'm surprised by how well I survived 2007 because that was one hell of a ride.
Here is what I want 2008 to hold.
1. Intimacy. After living in communal housing, after being bravely open with my dorm mates, and just leaving them cold turkey, I'm craving community. Intimacy between women friends, like Delilah described. I thrive on it and I always have. I want intimacy with lovers - I want to be truly known by them.
2. Health. I have utterly neglected my health for 2 years now, and I can feel it taking its toll. I need to get my hormone imbalance and my blood glucose problems under control. I need to swim and exercise so that my knee strength improves. I have oral surgery that needs to happen. My skin needs some TLC, especially on my face. I have to quit smoking. Have to have to have to. No more of this stopping until i feel like starting again business.
3. Activism. The reason I came home wasn't to spend my money and my time on selfish things. I came home so that I could be useful to my Christian sisters and brothers who are gay like me, and I have done nothing productive. At least, I don't think. Once I get myself grounded, that is my next step.
4. Heart. My heart is scarred, whether I want to believe it or not. I have not been a fan of talk therapy the past several years. When I was in Jr. High, I think it did me a lot of good. But since then it has caused me nothing but trouble. The "counselors" I have been to seem to build upon each other, rather than tear down the lies and the injustices that the others have served me. They have "prayed" over me countless times in hopes that it would save me from certain doom - the nasty H word. Homosexuality. I want someone who will affirm my queer identity, yet also shares my faith tradition. I think it's important to at least start my therapy with a queer person of ministry, since I ejected myself out of that position with next to no "processing" or "debriefing" work. I've been a rogue, alone, and I forgot that no woman is an island, least of all me. Long story short, I want to give my heart what it deserves.
5. Commitment. My school work needs my attention, and I don't want to hit this time next year and be wishing I had worked harder. It's only six more classes, max, and I need to make it worthwhile and salvage my GPA in case I want to do graduate school (although that thought makes me ill).
Above all else, my New Year's Resolution is to try new things.
On an entirely different topic, please note that while I prefer the company of women, I have never been entirely opposed to a polite, respectful, intelligent, naughty boy. These are hard to find. But I'm finding myself curious, and strangely confident. I feel like I can tackle just about anything, these days. Even that.
Lastly, you will be interested to know that I have tentative plans to be photographed as follows: nude, tied up in that red hemp rope and kneeling on a hardwood floor. And on a fleece rug. And in the kitchen on the tile floor. But which will it be? Dirty girls on a clean floor? or clean girls on a dirty floor? I can't decide which I like best.
Something's brewing. The wind is shifting for me. The air tastes wet.
30.12.07
lurking in the shadows
Can I just say that anonymous readers that don't ever comment kinda really freak me out. Someone reads from Orlando. I don't technically have any friends in Orlando! There's someone from Rochester, Chicago, Seattle, Winston-Salem, L.A., Jersey (several) and even someone from London! There are several visitors that I can kinda guess, because they're the only ones - like Philly, Springfield, and my lone Aussie ;) but Atlanta?? or Mobile? or Cullowhee? Cuz honey, you and I are probably the only ones who've even heard of Cullowhee and that makes me nervous!
It make me think I've been found out. But even if you're reading. You don't technically know who I am. Technically. All you know is that I'm some girl from the south who likes to go around busting up roles, stereotypes and paradigms. Wriggling herself the limelight. Maybe not limelight, exactly. Maybe.
All I'm asking, is that you state your name (not name your state).
Tell me your story - even if it's a one-liner.
Comment or e-mail.
On the work front: My cubicle neighbor lady at work keeps telling me what I wild thing I am. The secret is that it kinda turns me on when she says in her dry, school-matron voice, "You wild thing, you..." as she raises an eyebrow. I told her about the Twisted Monk Rope Kit that is in a brown truck somewhere on its way here from Los Angeles. I also bought a Rock Chick for a special someone who will remain nameless to protect the innocent. And a black leather riding crop. And a faint pink glass butt plug. (WHAT? you say? A butt plug you say? Yeah that's what I said. It was pretty, what can I say? I had to have it. But seriously, sex toy masterminds - can't you come up with a prettier name than butt plug? Even anal plug is distasteful. "Plug" sounds like a kitchen utensil. Like. drain plug. It's more like. An ass decoration. heehee. Um. I've had a little wine. This the longest parenthetical statement I have made in years!)
BY THE WAY - and forgive me for being traitorous: Blowfish.com is on sale, 10% off of $100, 15% off of $150 and $20 off of $200. And free shipping over $100 Which means if you get $200 worth of stuff, you only pay $160 and it comes to your house for FREE. Granted, the shipping is scheduled to take 11 days (from the ship date mind you, which is like 4 days after the order date) and I'm really anxious for it to arrive!
Recap:
1. Random non-commenters, introduce yourselves!
2. Shameless kink at work - what?
3. Think of a new name for butt plug.
4. Blowfish.com is on sale.
5. I have sneezed four times while writing this blog.
It make me think I've been found out. But even if you're reading. You don't technically know who I am. Technically. All you know is that I'm some girl from the south who likes to go around busting up roles, stereotypes and paradigms. Wriggling herself the limelight. Maybe not limelight, exactly. Maybe.
All I'm asking, is that you state your name (not name your state).
Tell me your story - even if it's a one-liner.
Comment or e-mail.
On the work front: My cubicle neighbor lady at work keeps telling me what I wild thing I am. The secret is that it kinda turns me on when she says in her dry, school-matron voice, "You wild thing, you..." as she raises an eyebrow. I told her about the Twisted Monk Rope Kit that is in a brown truck somewhere on its way here from Los Angeles. I also bought a Rock Chick for a special someone who will remain nameless to protect the innocent. And a black leather riding crop. And a faint pink glass butt plug. (WHAT? you say? A butt plug you say? Yeah that's what I said. It was pretty, what can I say? I had to have it. But seriously, sex toy masterminds - can't you come up with a prettier name than butt plug? Even anal plug is distasteful. "Plug" sounds like a kitchen utensil. Like. drain plug. It's more like. An ass decoration. heehee. Um. I've had a little wine. This the longest parenthetical statement I have made in years!)
BY THE WAY - and forgive me for being traitorous: Blowfish.com is on sale, 10% off of $100, 15% off of $150 and $20 off of $200. And free shipping over $100 Which means if you get $200 worth of stuff, you only pay $160 and it comes to your house for FREE. Granted, the shipping is scheduled to take 11 days (from the ship date mind you, which is like 4 days after the order date) and I'm really anxious for it to arrive!
Recap:
1. Random non-commenters, introduce yourselves!
2. Shameless kink at work - what?
3. Think of a new name for butt plug.
4. Blowfish.com is on sale.
5. I have sneezed four times while writing this blog.
11.12.07
holiday cheer
The following is a list of things that would put a smile on my face.
Wishful thinking is good for your heart. The bold ones are my particular favorites.
1. A new banner for my blog. You can use any of the pictures I've posted, (Tag: Shots) or something else entirely, or just text! Surprise me!
2. N'Joy Pure Wand: Maybe it's the rave reviews by Essin' Em, maybe it's the shine, the curves... it's just so alluring. It's too expensive though, I mean it's a hunk of metal for crying out loud!
3. Cuisinart Food Processor: I know this isn't like my other wishes, but this thing saved my mother's life for 17 years. I used to grate cheese in it for home-made pizza. Since I learned to cook from my mother, I almost can't cook without it.
4. Feather Teaser: Do you all remember this? I know a particularly playful couple remembers my squeaky, squirmy delight. It stings so perfectly and tickles so sweetly.
5. Really Freaking Long Pearls that can be wrapped around necks, arms, breasts, mouths, and bellies. All in one strand. I think I'm developing a fetish. Pearls make me feel more beautiful.
6. Bondage Rope from Twisted Monk, or some other reputable purveyor of bondage rope. Check out the handy dandy instructional videos, too!
7. Books. Sex, gender, women's studies and women's health, poetry, arts. I already have these. Cool used books save paper! I don't always buy used, but I try to do so.
8, 9 and 10 are a puppy, a bigger bed, and at least one consistent female partner with a cock, respectively. Actually, that oughta be first on my list. I'm going to spend Christmas break looking for that one, I think.
P.S. Vic, Essin' Em and Brett have holiday cheer en route!
Wishful thinking is good for your heart. The bold ones are my particular favorites.
1. A new banner for my blog. You can use any of the pictures I've posted, (Tag: Shots) or something else entirely, or just text! Surprise me!
2. N'Joy Pure Wand: Maybe it's the rave reviews by Essin' Em, maybe it's the shine, the curves... it's just so alluring. It's too expensive though, I mean it's a hunk of metal for crying out loud!
3. Cuisinart Food Processor: I know this isn't like my other wishes, but this thing saved my mother's life for 17 years. I used to grate cheese in it for home-made pizza. Since I learned to cook from my mother, I almost can't cook without it.
4. Feather Teaser: Do you all remember this? I know a particularly playful couple remembers my squeaky, squirmy delight. It stings so perfectly and tickles so sweetly.
5. Really Freaking Long Pearls that can be wrapped around necks, arms, breasts, mouths, and bellies. All in one strand. I think I'm developing a fetish. Pearls make me feel more beautiful.
6. Bondage Rope from Twisted Monk, or some other reputable purveyor of bondage rope. Check out the handy dandy instructional videos, too!
7. Books. Sex, gender, women's studies and women's health, poetry, arts. I already have these. Cool used books save paper! I don't always buy used, but I try to do so.
8, 9 and 10 are a puppy, a bigger bed, and at least one consistent female partner with a cock, respectively. Actually, that oughta be first on my list. I'm going to spend Christmas break looking for that one, I think.
P.S. Vic, Essin' Em and Brett have holiday cheer en route!
24.11.07
Health Summary
I've been meaning to make a list.
1. PCOS: Poly Cystic Ovary Syndrome. Weight and sugar problems (it makes you fat, and being fat keeps you fat), screwed up hormonal system (progesterone levels = post-menopausal), failed ova become cysts and block the fallopian tubes so no ova can get to the uterus (oh, fabulous). I'm taking hormonal bcp's but I really don't think having a period is all that important because if I don't have progesterone in my system, I'm not growing an endometrium worth having a period over anyhow.
2. I've gained 15 pounds in the last year and a half after I had really slimmed down. Yeah, not happy about that. Actually, I'm pretty pissed. Part of it has to do with lack of movement, part of it is diet, all of it is related to the PCOS.
3. Lower back: I went to the chiropractor, and the news is not good. My lowest 5 discs are basically not moving and will dry up and crack on half and I will have to have surgery like my 53 year old mother. If, that is, I do not get on a regular schedule with a chiropractor down here, and get ex-rays to determine the reason for the lack of movement and get them fluid and crackly again. Yay. More money spent on health. Remember the wardrobe? Remember the desk? Remember the dresser? Remember the fish tank? I've really put my lower back through some hell the last few months. I also carried a 50 pound back pack around turkey for a month and a half last year. I bet that started it all.
4. Allergies. This apartment has carpet and two cats that do not tend to be well cared for. They are not mine, so it is not my responsibility, but it is affecting my breathing. I get hives from the animals sometimes too. And carpet is the worst when it comes to dust.
5. I think I have a mild phobia of the dentists and it is costing me.
1. PCOS: Poly Cystic Ovary Syndrome. Weight and sugar problems (it makes you fat, and being fat keeps you fat), screwed up hormonal system (progesterone levels = post-menopausal), failed ova become cysts and block the fallopian tubes so no ova can get to the uterus (oh, fabulous). I'm taking hormonal bcp's but I really don't think having a period is all that important because if I don't have progesterone in my system, I'm not growing an endometrium worth having a period over anyhow.
2. I've gained 15 pounds in the last year and a half after I had really slimmed down. Yeah, not happy about that. Actually, I'm pretty pissed. Part of it has to do with lack of movement, part of it is diet, all of it is related to the PCOS.
3. Lower back: I went to the chiropractor, and the news is not good. My lowest 5 discs are basically not moving and will dry up and crack on half and I will have to have surgery like my 53 year old mother. If, that is, I do not get on a regular schedule with a chiropractor down here, and get ex-rays to determine the reason for the lack of movement and get them fluid and crackly again. Yay. More money spent on health. Remember the wardrobe? Remember the desk? Remember the dresser? Remember the fish tank? I've really put my lower back through some hell the last few months. I also carried a 50 pound back pack around turkey for a month and a half last year. I bet that started it all.
4. Allergies. This apartment has carpet and two cats that do not tend to be well cared for. They are not mine, so it is not my responsibility, but it is affecting my breathing. I get hives from the animals sometimes too. And carpet is the worst when it comes to dust.
5. I think I have a mild phobia of the dentists and it is costing me.
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