It's 2 O'clock in the morning and the girl wakes up panting and screaming. Nope, it wasn't a really good dream or even a nightmare. It was the feeling of getting stabbed in the tit. So, I get my miserable ass up and stroll on down to El room de emergency. (You like my Spanish skills?)
Mind you, I've already been told that I only have a couple of hours to fix my shit because heaven forbid I make the monkey be late for work. Don't even get me started.
Anyways, I drive myself to the emergency room and let them know that I think my breast is about to explode. It's on fire. THIS IS NOT SEXY! So they give me my wrist band and I sit and wait. I should have poured ketchup on my chest and said I was shot.
So this nice guy with a smile comes and takes me to get my vitals checked. And he asks, "so how are you?" I replied..."tell me this, has anyone ever come in here at almost 3am and said 'peachy, thanks for asking." I mean really, I'm not here cuz I'm bored. He asks the typical questions and I give the details. I'm pretty blunt, even in RL, especially when my tit feels like its going to fly right the fuck off. "Yeah, so it hurts. It hurts a lot. Which is dumb because I just pushed a baby out of my vagina two months ago, you'd think I could handle a sore tit right?" He laughs.
He keeps asking questions and then says, "You're very pretty," while looking at his monitor. I say, "um, okay." He smiles and keeps asking questions. DUDE! FOR REALZ? Is this how you pick up chicks? He must be going through the checklist in his head, ~slim, cute, sassy, no venereal diseases~ OKAY, SHE'S A WINNER!
His final question is, "do you feel safe at home?" Because I can't do anything simply and at 3am I am kind of a sarcastic bastard, I reply, "if I say no, you gonna call the police to save me and my tit?" He laughs. I said yeah, I'm good. If I didn't feel safe, I'd fight the fuck back. I'm small but I will fuck you up, ya heard? He takes me to a room like, five miles away. Can't a bitch get a chair? And the whole way to the room, I'm wondering one thing; do they ask guys if they feel safe at home or is it a weak vagina thing? "Sir, does your wife beat you? Does she throw pots and pans at you? Have you ever noticed a weird taste to your spam and eggs?" I'm gonna have to investigate that one a little bit more.
The room has a huge flat screen so I'm somewhat relieved because this means I can at least watch Numb3rs on reruns. Which, I get to watch a whole god damn episode since they make me wait forever. Okay, on what planet does a girl get told, "take off your top," and then is made to wait 45 minutes? Fuck that, I'm getting implants.
So, I'm pacing, the fucking janitor keeps passing my room to mop like I took a piss on the floor or something. Maybe I should have left my shirt on until the doctor got in the room. I think I got played.
When you watch all these medical shows, it's funny to see the stuff the doctors do between patients. It's not fun in all reality when you are a fucking patient. There's no one else here for christ's sake, where the hell is everyone? So, I start talking to myself. A. because I'm pissed and when I'm pissed, I have to talk myself out of throwing things and B. I'm thinking if they assume I'm crazy maybe they will move quickly.
The doctor comes in, blondie was aight but nothing to write home about. Cute guys obviously don't wanna go to school for long. So, he's asking me what's up and I tell him. He pokes my tit a few times, what an exam. I say, "um, so you know that hurts right?" He pats me on the back and says, "I'm just checking you dear." Listen dipstick, I didn't cry malpractice here. It hurts. Two words. Now shut up and go disappear for 45 more minutes so I can get my drugs and get out of here.
Now, the lady who collects the payment, that chick should be a doctor. She was in my room in like 10 minutes flat. Sign here, date here, credit card info here, insurance provider here, oh and your fucking soul please and thank you. Money makes people move quickly, like they thought I came to get felt up by Doctor Mushyface and then I was gonna army crawl my way out so I didn't have to pay that lovely 75 dollar co-pay. Mmmm, mushyface, you dirty boy. Yeah, thats a big hell to the no. Thanks for playing. KBYE!
The chick, some nurse I think...hell if I know but she had tits, brings me the paperwork for my meds. I take it and head out. Hit the 24 hour pharmacy where I meet someone who resembles Shannon Doherty on Charmed when she was dressed up as a dude for some spell. Seriously, it was Brenda with a beard. (90210 dumbass)
I get home, take my drugs and here I am, ready for the day.
FTN! to hospitals, doctors, weird questions, under the breathe comments, and weird shit like getting strep in the tit. Now that I have bared my soul to you, I hope you take this as a warning. Breastfeeding is bad mkay!
(I will not FTN! a lovely pain killer that is already working, GOOOOOO NARCOTICS!)
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
And On...Aye Dios Mio!
[23:40] Senor RP: oops ... sorry about taht (This bastard pushed me)
[23:40] Senor RP: *smiles at you
[23:41] Senor RP: whats such a beautiful woman as you doing all alone in a field of yellow flowers ? (Yes, he actually thought that was smooth.)
[23:45] Senor RP: *pounders over what witty , smooth, carming , deep, unique, enchanting question i could ask you (Told you so!)
[23:46] Senor RP: *but instead trips and falls at your feet
[23:46] Shasta Chambers: sorry was afk ( I really was.)
[23:46] Senor RP: *think i will just lay here hoping you dont notice
[23:47] Senor RP: ummm ... i stand up and brush off
[23:47] Senor RP: hello
[23:47] Shasta Chambers: hi
[23:47] Shasta Chambers: hows it going? (See! I'M NICE!)
[23:48] Senor RP: a day of smiles for me .. and you?
[23:48] Shasta Chambers: Its been a good one overall
[23:48] Senor RP: happy to here
[23:49] Senor RP: *rubs the ground with my shoe
[23:49] Shasta Chambers: You nervous?
[23:49] Senor RP: nods
[23:49] Senor RP: lol
[23:49] Senor RP: do you always make men nervous? (NO!)
[23:50] Shasta Chambers: im not sure, i dont think so
[23:51] Senor RP: na .. i am not really nervous .. there was just dandylion coming up
[23:51] Shasta Chambers: ohhh
[23:51] Shasta Chambers: um...i have to go feed my pet gerbil and apply some ointment, you know those itchies, but maybe we could be nervous together another day (Thank you Pow for the fucking suggestion. Now he thinks I have a gerbil!)
[23:53] Senor RP: in the hands of fate it is
[23:53] Senor RP: sweet itch free dreams
[23:53] Shasta Chambers: ditto
[23:40] Senor RP: *smiles at you
[23:41] Senor RP: whats such a beautiful woman as you doing all alone in a field of yellow flowers ? (Yes, he actually thought that was smooth.)
[23:45] Senor RP: *pounders over what witty , smooth, carming , deep, unique, enchanting question i could ask you (Told you so!)
[23:46] Senor RP: *but instead trips and falls at your feet
[23:46] Shasta Chambers: sorry was afk ( I really was.)
[23:46] Senor RP: *think i will just lay here hoping you dont notice
[23:47] Senor RP: ummm ... i stand up and brush off
[23:47] Senor RP: hello
[23:47] Shasta Chambers: hi
[23:47] Shasta Chambers: hows it going? (See! I'M NICE!)
[23:48] Senor RP: a day of smiles for me .. and you?
[23:48] Shasta Chambers: Its been a good one overall
[23:48] Senor RP: happy to here
[23:49] Senor RP: *rubs the ground with my shoe
[23:49] Shasta Chambers: You nervous?
[23:49] Senor RP: nods
[23:49] Senor RP: lol
[23:49] Senor RP: do you always make men nervous? (NO!)
[23:50] Shasta Chambers: im not sure, i dont think so
[23:51] Senor RP: na .. i am not really nervous .. there was just dandylion coming up
[23:51] Shasta Chambers: ohhh
[23:51] Shasta Chambers: um...i have to go feed my pet gerbil and apply some ointment, you know those itchies, but maybe we could be nervous together another day (Thank you Pow for the fucking suggestion. Now he thinks I have a gerbil!)
[23:53] Senor RP: in the hands of fate it is
[23:53] Senor RP: sweet itch free dreams
[23:53] Shasta Chambers: ditto
- I wasn't in an RP sim
- He killed the fucking flowers!
- Assholes are annoying. But little bitches are far less attractive. Man up!
FTN! Where are the men? Cuz I don't feel like breastfeeding. Well...okay... never mind.
And On...
Let me clear this up really quickly.
"Everyone knows that you got me kicked out of Trans."
You still crying about that shit? Here's a clue for you. You got kicked out of Trans two years ago because you verbally attacked me for bringing your ex to a club. You were wrong then and you are wrong now. As much as I am sure you want more brainless bitches to manipulate, I'm here to stay. Yes, we have to share the same cosmos. BOOHOO.
I am not a representation of Transylvania or its peoples. If you are still stuck on that place, feel free to try and go back. Seriously, I'm sure you, in all of your fuckedupness, will fit right in. I care about that place as much as I care about what you ate for breakfast. Trust me, a bitch ain't losing no sleep.
It's been quite some time since I left the place. I shaved off the wool and am free as a fucking bird. The only person I am responsible for is Shasta Chambers. Thats it. Besides a couple of friends, not one single person is on my radar. And just like I said TWO FUCKING YEARS AGO, I'll say it again: if you have a problem with any decision or conversation, feel free to IM someone who actually gives a fuck.
Count your blessings. You actually got kicked out FOR A REASON. Not just cuz you breath. Or have an opinion.
It strikes be hysterically that after such a long time, I STILL get stupid fucking comments over a place that means shit to me. Wahhhh, I'm not in a group to call myself a wolf or a vampire. I got banned from non rp rping. OH NO! THE WORLD IS GONNA END! IT'S ALL OVER FOR ME. THE MEANING OF LIFE IS LOST FOREVER.
So, just in case YOU can't read...I'll clarify.
- I don't have ANY family in SL. I don't give a fuck about what bonds you thought existed. Blood and water, sweetie, blood and fucking water. It's all the same.
- I am not a member of Transylvania. This means I don't represent them, their views, their beliefs, their systems, their hierarchy, their anything. IMing me about that place or the people in it is just a waste of your words.
- I don't like Trans. And guess what; I don't have to. If this is gonna cause a boohoo moment, feel free to kick your own ass. This is MY group and MY blog and I can say WHATEVER the fuck I want. Don't like it? This is me caring. KBYE.
- Before you assume shit or attack someone, educate yourself and remember, what you think you know...you know only what you are allowed to.
- Stop taking yourself and your petty drama so seriously. Being angry over not having a tag or being in a group or me not liking a group or a person or an action...there are pedophiles who live free in the world, there are starving children, people who battle physical and mental abuse. There are wars unseen and crimes unnoticed. There are rapists and murderers who live in your neck of the woods while your child plays on the front yard. THE WORLD IS BIGGER THEN YOUR GAME. YOUR ACT. YOUR IDIOTIC NECESSITY FOR A TAG. GET.THE.FUCK.OVER.YOURSELF!
FTN! to guilt by previous association and holding on to sad, pathetic issues. Oh, and going apeshit over a place that means squat in the grand scheme of things. God damn, you really are a loser.
The List Goes On...
So after a bitchfest and a half, I have returned to order and I will succumb to the singular demand of reading material, (Yes, Poison, this is for you sweets.)
I swear, you fucks come out of the woodworks. FTN!
"So he said he wanted to anally fist me..."Wow, that's just out there, isn't it? There are two problems with this statement. First, if he actually said, "Hey Doll, I'm in the mood to fist the booty," he's officially killed the possibility. Second, he wants to fist your ass! Although I've got some flavors of kink all my own, getting elbows deep in the muck that is your asshole is not one of them. How deep do you think it is? How bout we just go all out and you stick your head up there. Get crazy with it. That is the last time I will ever say I'm going to kick someone's ass. I may just slip in. Ew!
Policing ProfilesThis one goes way back. People do this all the time, checking to see who you call a friend and what you say about yourself, what groups you are apart of and how much you divulge about your RL. Everyone is curious, otherwise we wouldn't have profiles. I am a self proclaimed Profile Whore. BUT...getting pissy over where someone goes or who a person chills with is really none of your fucking concern. Especially when you are the type of person to say you don't care or you don't want to be close to said person you are spying on. Just admit that you are highly interested in keeping that control you seem to think you are entitled to and move on. I think they have support groups for this type of illness.
Verbal VomitsIf I IM you to say hello, feel free to say a little bit more then your piss and moan session. This one would probably not be as big of an offense if I actually considered us friends. But we aren't. So informing me of "your side," isn't really something I'm interested in.
Becoming What You HateI think it's extremely funny when a guy shits on a girl for joining Gor. Am I a personal fan of it? Not really. But everyone has a right to explore whatever form of fun and excitement they so desire. That being said, a guy hating Gor as a choice for someone that they themselves pushed away is selfish. And you can rationalize that this person is making a mistake because of the demoralizing/degrading situation they may put themselves into but aren't you doing the exact same thing by bashing this girl for being a free woman and making a choice? Being concerned that someone is in a controlled situation is one thing, being upset because you are no longer the person in control is by far, another.
GrovelingFeel free to save that shit. Just because a guy confronted you for being a shmuck doesn't mean I'll accept the apology.
Bad Inspiration"OMG, Cute Outfit. You totally inspired me to dress up," says the 2006 noob looking vet. You have officially insulted me and I now feel the need to burn this outfit. Purple legs...cuz those aren't pants...yellow flowery tube top and no shoes...How did I inspire the girl? She puts on a fucking black painted on the skin blazer. WHERE IS THE COLLAR! THE CUFFS? STOP DOING THAT SHIT! In 2006 that shit may have been forgivable but we are evolving like monkeys. MONKEY'S I SAY! We've got sculpties and prim shit and stuff that doesn't look...like that. If you talk to me again, I will blast out your god damn kidneys.
Friends who would rather kill a bond then tell the truthYou fucked with him. BIG DEAL! He already spread the word that you like to tickle the booty while you talk on the phone. It's out there, mamita. We all know about your coke bottle fetish. I won't hate on you but killing a two year friendship rather then telling the truth makes you a fucking douchebag. Or rather, a used shit bag. Which you can purchase at Walmart or Target for 4.99 plus tax.
Being A Backup PlanNO ONE wants to be a backup. Your obsession is gonna be gone for awhile and now you want to say "hi sweetie." Listen Bill, you noob looking narcissistic herpes sore, she's not interested. Feel free to wait for Nikki with her whorish noob ways and sit on a fucking thimble, you tight ass.
So, Like...I'm A Vampire...And I'm like...so not impressed. Join the fucking club, sweetheart. Better yet, join a group. I know a religion you can join and a title you can rock. "I drink blood." Yeah, and I eat grilled cheese sandwiches. Bet you get a disease before I do! I've always wondered what being a leper feels like. Let me know how that works out for you.
Hanging Out Doesn't Mean You Get A Fuck PassThat one is self explanatory. Here's a clue. Fuck the mind and the body will follow. It's called stimulus and there are actually people out there who have it in their...upper heads. I think I should introduce you to bobbledom Bill and you two can engage in all the ass play you so please. Here's a clue cutie, leave the smart ones alone. 4 words. Out Of Your League.
I swear, you fucks come out of the woodworks. FTN!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Stop Calling Me That!
So, I'm minding my own business, YET AGAIN and this chick IMs me. Now mind you, she's a newb and despite what everyone thinks, I'm not a complete newb hater. I just...really dislike them.
[0:47] NewbieChick WithBadHair: hey love i doubt it but wanted to be controled by another girl (I don't think that was complete English)
[0:48] Shasta Chambers: Um...hi
[0:48] NewbieChick WithBadHair: elo
[0:48] NewbieChick WithBadHair: so what you say
[0:48] Shasta Chambers: You just randomly picked me to control you?
[0:49] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yep
[0:49] NewbieChick WithBadHair: or maybe the other way around (HAHAHAHA)
[0:49] Shasta Chambers: Yeah, that isnt very likely, might try a BDSM sim or something
[0:50] Shasta Chambers: But good luck with that (I'm all about the manners)
[0:50] NewbieChick WithBadHair: plz
[0:51] NewbieChick WithBadHair: ok as you wish master
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: ....No, No I'm not your master. You arent really my type hun
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: You...have a vagina (It's like a vegetarian being offered meat...no thank you.)
[0:51] NewbieChick WithBadHair: fone *pouts* (I think she meant fine...kill her for the pout)
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: But I am sure some random person would love to hurt you or spank you or whatever it is you want
[0:52] Shasta Chambers: It's nothing personal, I just have this preference, its called dick and...dick is my friend. Me and dick get along. So...you just keep smiling or something (By this point, I'm thinking...WHY ME?)
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: ok
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: what ever you say master (Do not blow up on the newb Shasta!)
[0:53] Shasta Chambers: Are you going to keep calling me that?
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yes master
[0:54] Shasta Chambers: Okay, I get it. Youre a newb and you wanna get smacked up so you feel all yummy and shit but you might wanna work on some stuff first (I'm helpful too)
[0:54] NewbieChick WithBadHair: . . .
[0:55] NewbieChick WithBadHair: whast that mster
[0:55] Shasta Chambers: Oh dear god. (Why did she ask me?)
[0:55] Shasta Chambers: The hair, the clothes, the skin maybe, um...picking people randomly to be your master, the height, the whole you look like a newb thing...you know, just...little things (You only need a couple thousand L and a prayer to fix it.)
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: See, that guy Kirk, he just smacked your ass...that means he wants to be your master (Talk about diversion)
[0:56] NewbieChick WithBadHair: lol
[0:56] NewbieChick WithBadHair: just the little things master
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: Would you please stop calling me that
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: I know Master really sounds like Shasta but...its spelled S.h.a.s.t.a.
[0:57] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yes master
[0:57] NewbieChick WithBadHair: sorry sorry
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: .... (Kill me NOW!)
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: For the love of god, what part don't you get?
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: The I like dick part or the I dont wanna be your master part
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: dick... or master...dick or master...its pretty clear
[0:58] NewbieChick WithBadHair: i knew you saw it my ay
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: No, you are not understanding
[0:58] NewbieChick WithBadHair: lol i am only joking (Newbs scare me, thats it!)
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: thank god
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: you have fun
[0:59] NewbieChick WithBadHair: i already am (Fucking bitch)
[0:59] Shasta Chambers: and good luck finding some cooter you can...get smacked up by
FTN! to me not being able to sleep and in turn bumping into said Newb who...yeah...no.
[0:47] NewbieChick WithBadHair: hey love i doubt it but wanted to be controled by another girl (I don't think that was complete English)
[0:48] Shasta Chambers: Um...hi
[0:48] NewbieChick WithBadHair: elo
[0:48] NewbieChick WithBadHair: so what you say
[0:48] Shasta Chambers: You just randomly picked me to control you?
[0:49] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yep
[0:49] NewbieChick WithBadHair: or maybe the other way around (HAHAHAHA)
[0:49] Shasta Chambers: Yeah, that isnt very likely, might try a BDSM sim or something
[0:50] Shasta Chambers: But good luck with that (I'm all about the manners)
[0:50] NewbieChick WithBadHair: plz
[0:51] NewbieChick WithBadHair: ok as you wish master
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: ....No, No I'm not your master. You arent really my type hun
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: You...have a vagina (It's like a vegetarian being offered meat...no thank you.)
[0:51] NewbieChick WithBadHair: fone *pouts* (I think she meant fine...kill her for the pout)
[0:51] Shasta Chambers: But I am sure some random person would love to hurt you or spank you or whatever it is you want
[0:52] Shasta Chambers: It's nothing personal, I just have this preference, its called dick and...dick is my friend. Me and dick get along. So...you just keep smiling or something (By this point, I'm thinking...WHY ME?)
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: ok
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: what ever you say master (Do not blow up on the newb Shasta!)
[0:53] Shasta Chambers: Are you going to keep calling me that?
[0:53] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yes master
[0:54] Shasta Chambers: Okay, I get it. Youre a newb and you wanna get smacked up so you feel all yummy and shit but you might wanna work on some stuff first (I'm helpful too)
[0:54] NewbieChick WithBadHair: . . .
[0:55] NewbieChick WithBadHair: whast that mster
[0:55] Shasta Chambers: Oh dear god. (Why did she ask me?)
[0:55] Shasta Chambers: The hair, the clothes, the skin maybe, um...picking people randomly to be your master, the height, the whole you look like a newb thing...you know, just...little things (You only need a couple thousand L and a prayer to fix it.)
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: See, that guy Kirk, he just smacked your ass...that means he wants to be your master (Talk about diversion)
[0:56] NewbieChick WithBadHair: lol
[0:56] NewbieChick WithBadHair: just the little things master
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: Would you please stop calling me that
[0:56] Shasta Chambers: I know Master really sounds like Shasta but...its spelled S.h.a.s.t.a.
[0:57] NewbieChick WithBadHair: yes master
[0:57] NewbieChick WithBadHair: sorry sorry
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: .... (Kill me NOW!)
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: For the love of god, what part don't you get?
[0:57] Shasta Chambers: The I like dick part or the I dont wanna be your master part
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: dick... or master...dick or master...its pretty clear
[0:58] NewbieChick WithBadHair: i knew you saw it my ay
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: No, you are not understanding
[0:58] NewbieChick WithBadHair: lol i am only joking (Newbs scare me, thats it!)
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: thank god
[0:58] Shasta Chambers: you have fun
[0:59] NewbieChick WithBadHair: i already am (Fucking bitch)
[0:59] Shasta Chambers: and good luck finding some cooter you can...get smacked up by
FTN! to me not being able to sleep and in turn bumping into said Newb who...yeah...no.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
It Gets More Amusing By The Minute
This one is just priceless!!!!
The girl behind the screen steps away for a little while to return to an IM and a TP offer. The IM simply says:
[13:47] Shasta Chambers: Excuse me?
He replies, "okay, but dont do it again."
[13:48] Shasta Chambers: wow, you must have me confused with someone else
He says, "not at all. Quite the contrary, my love."
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: Its Shasta, not "my love"
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: But thank you for the amusement
He says, "it is.. whatever I feel like it being.. you kno wwhere the mute button is.... do as you see fit."
I'm so tempted to mute but this is a really good laugh!
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: Oh, you must be one of those sad "dom" boys
He says, "I am a sad... me. no more. no less. and you must be a feminist whom doesnt allow anyone to call her love without her consent. yeah.....that aint gonna fly. "
WOOHOO! I'm a feminist! No you jackass, I just have a name. And, surprise surprise, it's not "my love."
[13:50] Shasta Chambers: sure
[13:50] Shasta Chambers: You must be bored, might wanna get a hobby
He says, "I did.. congratulations."
I'm a hobby now...like crocheting or knitting...
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Do you just randomly message strangers? Is that your gimmick
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Its really unbecoming.
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Have a good one, hope that works out for you
This means, "Shut the fuck up."
He says, "yup.....you wouldnt want me any other way :) "
[13:53] Shasta Chambers: I dont want you at all in case you haven't got a clue
He says, "and yet"
[13:53] Shasta Chambers: But I've quite enjoyed the laugh
He continues, ".. here we are in our private little chat window somehow... unable to break free :) misteriously drawn more ..... more
I think he's getting excited while his mother does his laundry upstairs.
[13:54] Shasta Chambers: You are a comical little being
He says, "........... M O R E and you ......... are mine already"
He just came all over a sock and his mom is calling because lunch is ready.
[13:54] Shasta Chambers: rofl
He says, "without even trying."
[13:55] Shasta Chambers: I don't deal with alts or little boys who pretend to be big dominant men to feel better about themselves, nor do I deal with pretentious assholes. So welcome to hotel mute. Enjoy your stay. Its everlasting
He is now staying in room 321 of Hotel Mute. I'm sure he had more comedic mumbo jumbo to spew but hell if there ain't other shit to be done today. I hope he enjoys the complimentary breakfast.
[13:55] Mr.Icky Dom is typing...
Listen, I'm actually not completely turned off by the bad boys of the world. BUT...the "I own you," type shit is just ugly. That may work on some clueless bitches. I am many things. But in need of some dimwit trying to demoralize me in order to puff himself up just ain't in my cards. Ain't there enough of that in the Real World? Man does what he wants, man treats woman like crap, man is God. Seriously, save that shit for someone else. I'm not impressed.
FTN! to "unbreakable," your act is just as lame as your name.
The girl behind the screen steps away for a little while to return to an IM and a TP offer. The IM simply says:
"Come"And the TP offer says:
"Let us further discuss this"I'm laughing already but why not get some amusement, no? So I respond, after declining the TP offer...
[13:47] Shasta Chambers: Excuse me?
He replies, "okay, but dont do it again."
[13:48] Shasta Chambers: wow, you must have me confused with someone else
He says, "not at all. Quite the contrary, my love."
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: Its Shasta, not "my love"
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: But thank you for the amusement
He says, "it is.. whatever I feel like it being.. you kno wwhere the mute button is.... do as you see fit."
I'm so tempted to mute but this is a really good laugh!
[13:49] Shasta Chambers: Oh, you must be one of those sad "dom" boys
He says, "I am a sad... me. no more. no less. and you must be a feminist whom doesnt allow anyone to call her love without her consent. yeah.....that aint gonna fly. "
WOOHOO! I'm a feminist! No you jackass, I just have a name. And, surprise surprise, it's not "my love."
[13:50] Shasta Chambers: sure
[13:50] Shasta Chambers: You must be bored, might wanna get a hobby
He says, "I did.. congratulations."
I'm a hobby now...like crocheting or knitting...
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Do you just randomly message strangers? Is that your gimmick
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Its really unbecoming.
[13:51] Shasta Chambers: Have a good one, hope that works out for you
This means, "Shut the fuck up."
He says, "yup.....you wouldnt want me any other way :) "
[13:53] Shasta Chambers: I dont want you at all in case you haven't got a clue
He says, "and yet"
[13:53] Shasta Chambers: But I've quite enjoyed the laugh
He continues, ".. here we are in our private little chat window somehow... unable to break free :) misteriously drawn more ..... more
I think he's getting excited while his mother does his laundry upstairs.
[13:54] Shasta Chambers: You are a comical little being
He says, "........... M O R E and you ......... are mine already"
He just came all over a sock and his mom is calling because lunch is ready.
[13:54] Shasta Chambers: rofl
He says, "without even trying."
[13:55] Shasta Chambers: I don't deal with alts or little boys who pretend to be big dominant men to feel better about themselves, nor do I deal with pretentious assholes. So welcome to hotel mute. Enjoy your stay. Its everlasting
He is now staying in room 321 of Hotel Mute. I'm sure he had more comedic mumbo jumbo to spew but hell if there ain't other shit to be done today. I hope he enjoys the complimentary breakfast.
[13:55] Mr.Icky Dom is typing...
Listen, I'm actually not completely turned off by the bad boys of the world. BUT...the "I own you," type shit is just ugly. That may work on some clueless bitches. I am many things. But in need of some dimwit trying to demoralize me in order to puff himself up just ain't in my cards. Ain't there enough of that in the Real World? Man does what he wants, man treats woman like crap, man is God. Seriously, save that shit for someone else. I'm not impressed.
FTN! to "unbreakable," your act is just as lame as your name.
Monday, April 12, 2010
What A Day
Just when I think it's safe to leave the barn...
[5:12] Shasta Chambers: Have we met?
[5:13] I'mCreepy Capelo: not yet
[5:13] I'mCreepy Capelo: would love to
[5:13] Shasta Chambers: I think you might have me confused with someone else
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: nope not confused
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: saw you in a group
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: and you looked like someone i would love to knw better
[5:14] Shasta Chambers: why is that?
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: wat?
[5:15] Shasta Chambers: what about me makes you think Im someone you would love to know better?
[5:15] I'mCreepy Capelo: dont knw
[5:15] I'mCreepy Capelo: i couldnt stop myself from IM you
[5:16] Shasta Chambers: Well, Im sure you will find other people you will love to know. Good luck.
[5:16] I'mCreepy Capelo: ok
The brilliant specimen that he is...he offers friendship again after I have already declined.
[5:16] Shasta Chambers: ...did you miss what I just said?
I'm all Zen and shit when this chick and her midget baby talking offspring decides to pay a visit. And there goes my happy juice.
So, the "Mom" starts scoping out the place.
[19:19] Anti Milf: it seems like a nice family enviroment
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: but its not
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: hehehe
[19:20] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: wb shasta
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: they just let me come last night cause im special (No, it's because we all know thats not baby acne on your face but the Herpes your mother passed on from her "Party Days." We pity you.)
This is followed by some major gesturbating which makes me want to lynch myself.
[19:25] Anti Milf: no adult stuff right
[19:25] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: yes
[19:25] ResultOf CondomBreaking: so cool!
[19:25] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: lots of it
[19:25] SuperCool DJChick: oh no nothing like that but a lot of cursing
[19:25] ResultOf CondomBreaking: i could rack up
[19:25] SuperCool DJChick: oh wait yeah there is some adult items
[19:25] Anti Milf: so there are adults that come in and do bad stuff? (Are you Mister Fucking Rogers?)
[19:26] SuperCool DJChick: not bad just being silly in a umm perverse way
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: no actual nakedness (Says the guy who rocks the mangina g-string/thong, cock hammock thingy that left me scarred for days...)
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsANamep: ar sexual things
[19:26] Anti Milf: I hope not
[19:26] ResultOf CondomBreakingt: mommy it wasnt
[19:26] Anti Milf: thats good to knbow
[19:26] SuperCool DJChick: definitely nc-17
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: yes
[19:26] Anti Milf: Ill have to blow the away if they mess with my baby girl (You mean blow the staff...have you left yet? I think one of your sores just popped.)
[19:26] ResultOf CondomBreaking: omg
[19:26] Anti Milf giggles
[19:27] Anti Milf: I will too
[19:27] ResultOf CondomBreaking: ive got a gun (Well...I've got a twat, you think you're better than me now? Fucker)
[19:27] Anti Milf: U knoiw it
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: i swear
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: i get dressed up as a kid one time
[19:28] SuperCool DJChick: hahaha
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: to go to disney world
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: cuase i thought it would be fun
[19:29] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: and i never hear the end of it lol
I go to a club to listen to some music early this morning. A guy IMs me to ask why I'm not dancing. I reply that I'm just people watching. He asks me if I've have spotted anyone interesting. I say, not really. (This would include him.) So he asks where I'm located RL. Nunya, USA. Nunyagoddamnbusiness, USA to be exact. I say, "Is that an RL question?" He laughs and says it's an SL question. Okay, well then...I live on a log. This answer doesn't suit him so he asks about my RL again and I say thats a no go. The convo ends there.
Tip Number 1: If we just met, where the bitch behind the screen is located is none of your concern. We aren't magically going to have something in common because we might be in the same region and we sure as hell ain't never going to meet. What's the point?I'm still at the same club. A guy in acid washed jeans and a bad lopsided ponytail (the 80's called, thank you very much. Mind as well rock the scrunchy and just throw it all over the edge of ugly.) He walks right up to me, literally...my radar said he was 1m away, and says "So Shasta, would you like to dance?" After holding back the puke I have just formulated in my mouth due to the hideous sight before me, I reply, "No thank you, I'm just people watching." He turns around, walks to the other side of the club and stands there. Needless to say, the convo ended there.
Tip Number 2: Do not pass the threshold that is my bubble without a notarized letter of approval. Do not wear acid washed jeans. Do not rock the ponytail. And by the way, feel free to wear shoes that don't look like they were painted on your feet. Thats just wrong.So I'm chillaxing at my house now because the club obviously didn't pan out. Then I get a friendship offer out of the blue. And a very random IM follows. (Name change to protect the moron. I'm not THAT cruel.)
[5:12] Shasta Chambers: Have we met?
[5:13] I'mCreepy Capelo: not yet
[5:13] I'mCreepy Capelo: would love to
[5:13] Shasta Chambers: I think you might have me confused with someone else
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: nope not confused
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: saw you in a group
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: and you looked like someone i would love to knw better
[5:14] Shasta Chambers: why is that?
[5:14] I'mCreepy Capelo: wat?
[5:15] Shasta Chambers: what about me makes you think Im someone you would love to know better?
[5:15] I'mCreepy Capelo: dont knw
[5:15] I'mCreepy Capelo: i couldnt stop myself from IM you
[5:16] Shasta Chambers: Well, Im sure you will find other people you will love to know. Good luck.
[5:16] I'mCreepy Capelo: ok
The brilliant specimen that he is...he offers friendship again after I have already declined.
[5:16] Shasta Chambers: ...did you miss what I just said?
Tip Number 3: Do not randomly search a group listing and offer everyone on the list friendship. That's just sad. You should slice your wrists now. Vertically. Having groups in your profile such as "Beat me Rape Me," "Free Sexrooms," "Dark Heaven Sex Island," "Dirty Sex Yard Escort City Free Sex," "Dom Beasts for Submissive Females," and an otherwise blank profile DOES NOT attract friends. Well, no...I know a lot of skanky hoes. Maybe it would. Just not me. And frankly, the most disgusting one out of them was totally the "Dom Beasts for Submissive Females." We would never get along. Trust me. You are dismissed.So I'm finally past the creepdom for the day. I've gotten the ickies multiple times and I'm thinking...Okay Shassy, the sun is going down, the creeps must be asleep now. I head over to a club, which is on a Mature Sim. Would I hang out anywhere that I couldn't scream out "Cumdumpster Saggy Twat Cooter Lips," if I wanted to? Yeah, that's a big hell to the no.
I'm all Zen and shit when this chick and her midget baby talking offspring decides to pay a visit. And there goes my happy juice.
So, the "Mom" starts scoping out the place.
[19:19] Anti Milf: it seems like a nice family enviroment
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: but its not
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: hehehe
[19:20] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: wb shasta
[19:20] ResultOf CondomBreaking: they just let me come last night cause im special (No, it's because we all know thats not baby acne on your face but the Herpes your mother passed on from her "Party Days." We pity you.)
This is followed by some major gesturbating which makes me want to lynch myself.
[19:25] Anti Milf: no adult stuff right
[19:25] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: yes
[19:25] ResultOf CondomBreaking: so cool!
[19:25] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: lots of it
[19:25] SuperCool DJChick: oh no nothing like that but a lot of cursing
[19:25] ResultOf CondomBreaking: i could rack up
[19:25] SuperCool DJChick: oh wait yeah there is some adult items
[19:25] Anti Milf: so there are adults that come in and do bad stuff? (Are you Mister Fucking Rogers?)
[19:26] SuperCool DJChick: not bad just being silly in a umm perverse way
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: no actual nakedness (Says the guy who rocks the mangina g-string/thong, cock hammock thingy that left me scarred for days...)
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsANamep: ar sexual things
[19:26] Anti Milf: I hope not
[19:26] ResultOf CondomBreakingt: mommy it wasnt
[19:26] Anti Milf: thats good to knbow
[19:26] SuperCool DJChick: definitely nc-17
[19:26] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: yes
[19:26] Anti Milf: Ill have to blow the away if they mess with my baby girl (You mean blow the staff...have you left yet? I think one of your sores just popped.)
[19:26] ResultOf CondomBreaking: omg
[19:26] Anti Milf giggles
[19:27] Anti Milf: I will too
[19:27] ResultOf CondomBreaking: ive got a gun (Well...I've got a twat, you think you're better than me now? Fucker)
[19:27] Anti Milf: U knoiw it
Tip Number 4: Do not come to a Mature Sim and scope it out like it's suppose to somehow accommodate the 32 year old woman who needs to play as a little girl on my time. There are special places for your weird kind of funkiness. Go there. Yes, SL is for everyones creative moments. But playing an annoying brat who assumes everyone will think that shit is cute is highly fucking annoying. No, I will not cover up for you. No, I will not watch my mouth. Fuck fuck fuck, take it in the ass, slap it, smack it, break it, bang bang bang, omfg harder, pussy, dick, yummy cock in the mouth. Ahhhh, now I feel better.And lastly...I should have expected this one.
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: i swear
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: i get dressed up as a kid one time
[19:28] SuperCool DJChick: hahaha
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: to go to disney world
[19:28] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: cuase i thought it would be fun
[19:29] AlreadyHasAPronoun AsAName: and i never hear the end of it lol
Tip Number 5: Thats just weird. I can do bad, evil, naughty, even fucked up. Weird...I do not get.P.S. Rocking the pink ball can be hella sexy. Don't be scared to admit you're curious. It's as pointless as saying you wouldn't let Dave Navorro bend you over while you bite a pillow. Lies.
Labels
Does it really matter how the world sees you? Is how you see yourself more relevant? If you are given a label, how much of a hand did you have in earning it? We learn something new about ourselves every single day.
Main Entry: 2mean
Pronunciation: \ˈmēn\
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English mene, from imene common, shared, from Old English gemǣne; akin to Old High Germangimeini common, Latin communis common, munus service, gift, Sanskrit mayate he exchanges
Date: 14th century
1 : lacking distinction or eminence : humble
2 : lacking in mental discrimination : dull
3 a : of poor shabby inferior quality or status
4 : lacking dignity or honor : base
5 a : penurious, stingy b : characterized by petty selfishness or malice c : causing trouble or bother : vexatious d :excellent, effective
6 : ashamed 1b
2 : lacking in mental discrimination : dull
3 a : of poor shabby inferior quality or status
4 : lacking dignity or honor : base
5 a : penurious, stingy b : characterized by petty selfishness or malice c : causing trouble or bother : vexatious d :excellent, effective
6 : ashamed 1b
— mean·ness \ˈmēn-nəs\ noun
synonyms mean, ignoble, abject, sordid mean being below the normal standards of human decency and dignity. mean suggests having such repellent characteristics as small-mindedness, ill temper, or cupidity <mean and petty satire>. ignoble suggests a loss or lack of some essential high quality of mind or spirit ignoble scramble after material possessions> . abject may imply degradation, debasement, or servility <abjectpoverty>. sordid is stronger than all of these in stressing physical or spiritual degradation and abjectness sordid story of murder and revenge> .
Just in case another word is needed at a later date: abhorrent, abominable, anathematic, defamatory, despicable, detestable, execrable, fastuous, flagitious, hateful, heinous, invidious, loathsome, nauseous, objectionable, obnoxious, odious, opprobrious, outrageous, repellant, repugnant, repulsive, vile...
FTN! Shasta Chambers...FTN!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Ugh, ya fucking Jerkoffs
[21:44] Jerkoff Jefferson: hi hottie;)
[21:44] Shasta Chambers: um hi, lol
[21:45] Jerkoff Jefferson: how u doing?:P
[21:46] Shasta Chambers: great and busy
[21:46] Jerkoff Jefferson: awwww
[21:46] Jerkoff Jefferson: pitty;P
[21:48] Shasta Chambers: i dont know how you found me but thats extremely random
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: i show u at woods and i lfet:D
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: left**
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: by the way you r soo hot rl ;P
[21:49] Shasta Chambers: also married in rl so lets call that one quits
[21:49] Shasta Chambers: you have a good night
[21:50] Jerkoff Jefferson: :)
[14:47] UGHYOU'REDUMB Vyper: I dig the white people rock... Money is a man of the world.
[14:48] UGHYOU'REDUMB Vyper notices the other woman looking tense. "What's wrong with you, baby. You need Money here to help you relax?"
It's 2010 and yet that chauvinistic attitude is still overflowing. Random moments of stupidity. Why am I such a bitch...why am I such a bitch...why am I such a bitch...because it's really easy to get tired of the same uncreative, unoriginal, unwarranted, unappreciative, uneducated verbal vomits. It's everywhere and I'm not a fucking janitor sent to clean up your chunks. Perhaps all of that nonsense works on the next one, some lost specimen desperate to feel complete by a strangers words. OMFG, an RL compliment, I'll be on the first plane to see you, suavecito. Baby...did you just refer to me as baby? This is not Dirty Dancing, I am not your fucking puppy, this is not a street corner and I'm not your hoe. You know what would help me relax? If you stopped breathing. How bout you get right on that, Money! Money? Who the fuck calls themselves money? Pendejo.
FTN! YOUR EXISTENCE
(Names have been altered to protect the moronic assclowns that seem to open their mouths against advisement.)
[21:44] Shasta Chambers: um hi, lol
[21:45] Jerkoff Jefferson: how u doing?:P
[21:46] Shasta Chambers: great and busy
[21:46] Jerkoff Jefferson: awwww
[21:46] Jerkoff Jefferson: pitty;P
[21:48] Shasta Chambers: i dont know how you found me but thats extremely random
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: i show u at woods and i lfet:D
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: left**
[21:48] Jerkoff Jefferson: by the way you r soo hot rl ;P
[21:49] Shasta Chambers: also married in rl so lets call that one quits
[21:49] Shasta Chambers: you have a good night
[21:50] Jerkoff Jefferson: :)
[14:47] UGHYOU'REDUMB Vyper: I dig the white people rock... Money is a man of the world.
[14:48] UGHYOU'REDUMB Vyper notices the other woman looking tense. "What's wrong with you, baby. You need Money here to help you relax?"
It's 2010 and yet that chauvinistic attitude is still overflowing. Random moments of stupidity. Why am I such a bitch...why am I such a bitch...why am I such a bitch...because it's really easy to get tired of the same uncreative, unoriginal, unwarranted, unappreciative, uneducated verbal vomits. It's everywhere and I'm not a fucking janitor sent to clean up your chunks. Perhaps all of that nonsense works on the next one, some lost specimen desperate to feel complete by a strangers words. OMFG, an RL compliment, I'll be on the first plane to see you, suavecito. Baby...did you just refer to me as baby? This is not Dirty Dancing, I am not your fucking puppy, this is not a street corner and I'm not your hoe. You know what would help me relax? If you stopped breathing. How bout you get right on that, Money! Money? Who the fuck calls themselves money? Pendejo.
FTN! YOUR EXISTENCE
(Names have been altered to protect the moronic assclowns that seem to open their mouths against advisement.)
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
This Is Not TV, This Is SL
Is it just me or are the boys losing points? Over the past couple of weeks, I've noticed something and today seems like the best time to share it. It's nothing new, it's nothing profound. It's probably been said before, a million and one times. But not by me.
When the fuck did the ugly stick start making such heavy rounds? Through some deep research, I am inclined to say that even the once widely attractive specimens known as men in SL have been taken over. They have fallen into the expected, the typical, the boring and unfortunate.
I look from couple to couple and wonder:
Now you know who had it right? Melrose Place. (Old school, not this 2009 Ashley Simpson shit. Posers) The uglies fucked the uglies (Billy and Allison) and the hotties fucked the hotties (Jake + Joe + Amanda + Kimberly + Sidney...you see where I'm going with this?) Roseanne and Uncle Jessie (Full House, Bitches) did not fuck, you wanna know why? Because no one would believe it possible for his dick to find her snatch. We can cure Measles and fight The Swine Flu but there is no finding that crotch. Lost cause people, I'm sorry for those that were hopeful. Really...I'm sorry for you. If it so unbelievable that a grotesque, funny but still fugly woman could not nab the hottie, why the hell is it so believable the "funny ogre" gets the gorgeous dame?
And then I look around. And I'm scared. Man boobs here, stupid "funny" comments there, bad clothes here, disgusting hair there. That shirt looks like it was painted on you assclown and where the fuck are the cuffs to your jeans? Really? They just blend into your ankle all fucking Looney Toons like?
Yes, personality is huge! Its gigantic. It's an extreme factor that has to be taken into consideration to get even remotely close. Funny? Fabulous. Intelligent? Outstanding! Opinionated? Delicious. Passionate? Bravo! Romantic? Fan-fucking-tastic! A true gentleman in public and a dirty kinky bad boy in bed? Holla at ya girl! Ugly as sin? Get the fuck outta here.
This is not some bad TV show. You want your girl to look fly, put some work into it. Now, don't get me wrong. There are some yummy motherfuckers out there. Whatever your flavor; dorkalicious, pretty boys, bad boys, suavecitos, fluffy gents, etc etc etc, they exist. The problem is all of the "what's good for the goose," twatblockers who don't think they should clean it up and impress a bitch and they just so happen to be standing in the way of some tasty treats.
So, if you know a Homer, a Fred, any of those sorry examples of guys who "got lucky," send them the memo. It's a new dawn and the ladies are waking up. We want all the gushy mushy naughty goodness in one fuckable package. Get started or get out of the way.
FTN! to the boys who want the fly girls but look like something a fly would land on.
When the fuck did the ugly stick start making such heavy rounds? Through some deep research, I am inclined to say that even the once widely attractive specimens known as men in SL have been taken over. They have fallen into the expected, the typical, the boring and unfortunate.
I look from couple to couple and wonder:
"Why is she with him?"But I've had this moment before. It starts with Fred Flinstone. No, I'm not kidding. He was a moron, an ugly moron at that. The Trump comb-over started with Fred. And yet that fiery red head, Wilma, let him hit it. You see, Beauty and The Beast existed long before Disney got their hands on it. And sadly, it's continued. Marge and Homer Simpson...I'm not saying Marge is a fox but with a good relaxer, she could pass for a one night stand. Homer on the other hand...I've seen pubes grow fuller than his sad lack of upper growth. And the mental capacity...non-existent! Doug and Carrie from The King Of Queens...okay, he's funny. But seriously? He bagged her? Chloroform anyone? He's got a lifetime supply. Even my chocolate people have suffered from the sickness. The Huxtables. Are you telling me old Mr. J.E.L.L.O. pudding face nabbed Claire? Oh, hell to the no. Thats about as believable as Screech getting with Kelly. EXACTLY!
Now you know who had it right? Melrose Place. (Old school, not this 2009 Ashley Simpson shit. Posers) The uglies fucked the uglies (Billy and Allison) and the hotties fucked the hotties (Jake + Joe + Amanda + Kimberly + Sidney...you see where I'm going with this?) Roseanne and Uncle Jessie (Full House, Bitches) did not fuck, you wanna know why? Because no one would believe it possible for his dick to find her snatch. We can cure Measles and fight The Swine Flu but there is no finding that crotch. Lost cause people, I'm sorry for those that were hopeful. Really...I'm sorry for you. If it so unbelievable that a grotesque, funny but still fugly woman could not nab the hottie, why the hell is it so believable the "funny ogre" gets the gorgeous dame?
And then I look around. And I'm scared. Man boobs here, stupid "funny" comments there, bad clothes here, disgusting hair there. That shirt looks like it was painted on you assclown and where the fuck are the cuffs to your jeans? Really? They just blend into your ankle all fucking Looney Toons like?
"But Shasta, how superficial could you be?"If you just had that thought, here's some advice: Shut The Fuck Up. First impressions are everything. And no, I cannot tell how kind hearted you are because I wouldn't get close to your too tall, too bulky physique. Yes, you feed the homeless and you wanna save the Sea Lions...but can I fuck the thought of you saving the sea lions? Can I get past the 3m nipples you so indiscreetly want to display in the middle of a fucking club to think about your donations to Save the Children? NO, NO I CANNOT!
Yes, personality is huge! Its gigantic. It's an extreme factor that has to be taken into consideration to get even remotely close. Funny? Fabulous. Intelligent? Outstanding! Opinionated? Delicious. Passionate? Bravo! Romantic? Fan-fucking-tastic! A true gentleman in public and a dirty kinky bad boy in bed? Holla at ya girl! Ugly as sin? Get the fuck outta here.
This is not some bad TV show. You want your girl to look fly, put some work into it. Now, don't get me wrong. There are some yummy motherfuckers out there. Whatever your flavor; dorkalicious, pretty boys, bad boys, suavecitos, fluffy gents, etc etc etc, they exist. The problem is all of the "what's good for the goose," twatblockers who don't think they should clean it up and impress a bitch and they just so happen to be standing in the way of some tasty treats.
So, if you know a Homer, a Fred, any of those sorry examples of guys who "got lucky," send them the memo. It's a new dawn and the ladies are waking up. We want all the gushy mushy naughty goodness in one fuckable package. Get started or get out of the way.
FTN! to the boys who want the fly girls but look like something a fly would land on.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Beautiful Soul
I didn't know her personally. I only got to see how she touched people. The street she lived on.The pond in her front yard.The abundance of frog statues.The look on her sons face when he spoke of his mother. The strength she gave so many. The relentless will to live she displayed. The smile she shared.
Sometimes beautiful souls are captured, stolen. They are whisked away beyond our vision and we are lost without such purity. We lose sight of beauty sometimes. We lose ourselves in the everyday qualms of the world. But there are always reminders. That no label can steal a persons will to live. That no injustice can break a wondrous soul. That sometimes people can break the mold of a stigma. That there can be light in the darkest of places. She was a mother. She was a wife. She was a friend. She was a survivor. She was an inspiration. The world lost a woman but gained an angel. And somewhere, I'm sure she touches those closest to her heart.
Thank you, for the reminder that there are bigger things outside of ourselves. And the present is a gift.
R.I.P. Fel
Sometimes beautiful souls are captured, stolen. They are whisked away beyond our vision and we are lost without such purity. We lose sight of beauty sometimes. We lose ourselves in the everyday qualms of the world. But there are always reminders. That no label can steal a persons will to live. That no injustice can break a wondrous soul. That sometimes people can break the mold of a stigma. That there can be light in the darkest of places. She was a mother. She was a wife. She was a friend. She was a survivor. She was an inspiration. The world lost a woman but gained an angel. And somewhere, I'm sure she touches those closest to her heart.
Thank you, for the reminder that there are bigger things outside of ourselves. And the present is a gift.
R.I.P. Fel
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