Susan & Jason's grand day out!

Oh, my gosh!  You guys!   Yesterday, Jason and I dressed up all fancy and went to see the Saint Louis Symphony Orchestra perform a John Williams showcase.  It was so awesome!  There were photo-ops in the lobby prior to showtime.  The bar was also selling a special cocktail, "The Yoda."  It was a vodka base and bright green.  "Drink it you will."

We had seats up in the terrace level, center section first row.  Powell Hall is just majestic.  It was still decorated for Christmas and was just beautiful.  The conductor was phenomenal on the mic.  They opened with the Olympic Fanfare, then did selections from JFK and Warhorse.  Also selections from ET, Jurassic Park, Raiders/Indiana Jones, and of course, Star Wars.  I got a little misty during Jurassic Park.  After the show ended, two of the strings musicians came back out...one as Vader and one as Obi-Won, both with light sabers.  And then they encored with "The Imperial March."  It was just exhilarating!  There were NERDS (us included) everywhere!

Here are some photos:

^^ This was the first photo we took.  We asked the man in line behind us to please take our photo.  "It's very important to get the Ewok in the frame.  No pressure or anything."  HA!  Good job, guy! 

^^Second photo was with Darth Maul.  Jason is crotch-chopping all our nerd friends who we assumed would be infinitely jealous of our grand afternoon.  And I'm throwing it in their faces!  HA!

^^Third photo!  "Stick 'em up!"

Prior to going to Powell, we went to Everest Cafe and overdosed on friend zucchini.  Jason had to tap out, and I finished the last two!  Then we stopped at The Handlebar for a round/pre-bar.  After, Jason wanted a steak since he was so dressed up.  I was (understandably) at a loss for suggestions, but I remember that Lew and Kristen went some steakhouse/whisky bar earlier that weekend, so I texted them for the info.  We headed to the CWE and ate at the Gamlin House.  Jason ate a $35 16oz cut, which he said was one of the best he had ever tasted.  He felt the price was justified, plus, it was a special occasion.  I ordered a $17 bowl of vegetable stew.  Not joking.  It was a very delicious stew, but vegetable soup should not be $17.  Like I said, it was a special occasion. :)

It's raining, it's pouring!

Yesterday was Christmas, and it was an easy, quiet affair at my folks' house.  Brother is in jail, but my sister was visiting.  And grandma and Uncle Jim came over for the afternoon.  My sister and I worked four jigsaw puzzles!

I received a crockpot, a ladder, and an indoor herb garden set-up.  All thoughtful and needed and appreciated. 

Brother called us last night at like seven pm.  He said that the prisoners were served a turkey dinner, and he is getting an additional meal (read: extra hot pocket) each day for now because he is so thin/mal-nourished.  I told him about the camp my patient's husband is attending, and he seemed interested in at least looking for the brochure I printed out.  I prayed to St. Maximilian of Kolbe again this morning and thanked him for being close to my brother and asked him to continue to do so.

This morning I went to the gym, and I am still amped from the workout.  I stopped at the grocery on the way home and bought all the needed items to make minestrone soup in the new crock pot.  I just started it; there is a good two hours to go.  I included onion, celery, carrot, zucchini, spinach, tomatoes (diced and paste), kidney beans, peas, green beans, one small Yukon gold potato, and some garlic and oregano.  I will add the bow tie pasta when it's closer to being finished.  I also cashed in the winning lotto tix...$22!

When I got back from the store just now, a neighbor had thrown his metal awning out!  There were two small window pieces just sitting next to the dumpster.  So I called 'Hawk, who is a known scraper.  He said he'll be by after he gets off work to pick them up.  I put them in my garage for safe keeping for now.

Ok, so now to the dirty details and the title of this post.  I am very much completely into Jason.  The amount of Oxytocin just oozing out of my posterior pituitary gland is breaking records here.  I have no intention whatsoever of breaking things off with him or jeopardizing the current situation and what I hope we have for a long time to come.  That being said, I have been solicited by two guys in the past week.  One just last night.  An old friend from high school.  And I said no.  And of course, Jackson, earlier in the week, which I already wrote about.  Both were total no-brainers.  Not even a decision to weigh.  Just a flat out, unhesitant, "nope."  I hope I'm not jinxing it here, but I daresay I feel like my ship has finally come in. :)

undefined 12.22

I've been pretty idle today.  Which is fine, but I'm worrying about things that I shouldn't.  I'm stressed about my finances.  I have $17 in my checking account until I get paid next Friday. I live paycheck to paycheck, so it's not like I can really save a lot. That's why I'm going to school, so I can get a job that pays more money.   That is stressing me out, too.  School stuff, and how to pay for it and pay for living expenses and trying to find a job.  People in charge just don't get it.

Jason's job is ending this week.  His store is being bought out by another company.  No one really knows much about what the new operation will be.  He is hoping that he will be able to keep a similar position with the new owners, but he is going to look for something else, up here in the city.  And he wants to move up here.  I'd like that a lot.

Jackson texted me today.  He is passing through town tonight with the band and wanted to invite me for hangs at the Ballroom.  I'd like that.  I'm not going to drink because I have to work tomorrow.  Plus, see fourth sentence of the blog post!  And, I have to go to the grocery store to buy food to make an item for the potluck tomorrow.  I don't want to bring anything, honestly.  I don't want to spend $!5 to make a massive salad or whatever when everyone else is bringing meat and cheese (I saw the sign up sheet) and I'm not going to eat that.

I was at work until about 6:20pm on Friday.  Everyone else had left shortly after 5pm to go to happy hour.  I was invited as well, but I passed because I had other plans.  Plus, I had some things to finish up at work.  Dr. S came into the room where I was working and gave me a hug and said thank you and that he appreciates all the work I do.  I said you're welcome and thank you so much for acknowledging me.  I really need to hear things like that every now and then.

I'm probably just hormonal right now, but the future scares me sometimes.

The Backslide of the Wombmate

I've been trying to track down this badass Falstaff lamp that has been in my parents' basement for like twenty years.  I texted my bro about it, and he texted me back that he was not at home.  In fact, dad had kicked him out of the house for an undetermined amount of time because my bro pawned the playstation that my folks bought him for his birthday. 

He asked me if he could stay here, but I said, "No.  I'm not going to enable you.  Plus, I have nice things I have worked hard for, and I don't want you stealing from me."

He pleaded with me that it was cold out and he didn't want to sleep in a car (whose car, I have no idea).  I held strong.

He texted me again the next day, pleading again.  I said, NO.

Then I texted him today, the third day, and I told him that if he was not high and not puking, then he could stay here tonight.  And he would have to leave at 630am when I went to work because I didn't want him in my house while I'm away.  We exchanged a few texts, but I haven't heard from him for several hours.

I was really upset by all this, and I spoke to my mom and got the whole story.

Scott pawned the television and the Playstaion.  My dad went and got them both back.  Scott took them both and pawned them again.  My dad went and only got the television back and told my brother to get out.  He was sick as hell all weekend at their house.  Puking everywhere and screaming/hallucinating.  Just awful.  I love my brother so much!  But I hate what his addiction has done to make him do terrible things.  I still pray to St. Maximilian Kolbe.  I ask him to please be near my brother and help him find the strength to overcome his addiction.  I was worried all last night that my brother might freeze (although it didn't get THAT cold, just in the twenties), or that he might overdose on purpose.  It makes me really upset to think about it all, and I find comfort in calling on the patron saint.

I saw my mom today, and she told me that Scott didn't check in with his parole officer two days ago, so maybe he was trying to get picked up on purpose.  Jail is at least warm, and they will feed him two Hot Pockets everyday.

Wednesday night change-up

Since school is out, I've had more time to exercise after work, and I'm SO GLAD!!  I went yesterday and today.  I'm pretty sore!

I'm super pumped I went tonight because my favorite trainer, who is quite an Adonis, mentioned that tonight was his last night.  I didn't hear if he was moving on, or just moving to another time slot.  Either way, glad I got to attend his class (and check out that bangin' body) one last time.

Also, tonight, he put on sparring gear and I got to hit him in the torso and training pads.  I was pumped on it! 

Aaaaand....he was beat up.  Like he probably fought last weekend and got knocked in the face/eye a few times.  "I have your warm compress right here, Kyle!"  HAHAHAHAHAHA!  I can't wait to tell everyone at work this tomorrow.

Thirty-eight repeated infinity times!

On Friday, I went to Farmington after work because Jason invited me down to see some bands.  It was a super early show, and I was thinking that I was maybe going to get out of work a half-hour early!  But alas, I had to prepare something for the 8am Monday patient, and didn't leave until 545.

There was snow/sleet in the forecast, and STL/WestCO was on/off with precipitation all afternoon.  Jason texted me that Farminton was precipitation free, and the highways were clear.  So I headed down!

And I got there too late!  Last band started at 6:30.  I had NO CASH on me and there was not an ATM from my bank in town.  I had gotten lost, or missed the turn more like it, because the street was not labeled properly.  And I was super hungry and in a really foul mood, so I decided to get food before I did or said something regrettable.  I went to Qdobes and ordered a burrito.  Very satisfying.  Then I went on a everquest to get cash back.  I figured I could buy something needed....like beer.  So I went to Walgreen's, got 12 bottles of Hi Life on sale for $7.48 and the newest issue of the Penny Press crossword puzzle.  And I swiped my card and forgot to get cash back!!  So I bought some gum for $0.49 and was able to get $20 back.

Then I got lost on the way to Jason's house, again, because the street was not labeled properly.  So I called him, and he stayed on the line, giving me directions, until I arrived.  He lives in a TINY apartment on the top floor of a very old house.  It was super neat, though!  He is very tidy with his personal space.  There was no clutter and it was all clean.  There is a badass vintage turnTABLE!  I type table like that, because this thing could double as a coffee table.  The volume knob is labeled "LOUDNESS."  Outstanding!  I brought several record for us to listen to!

We stayed up kinda late drinking all the beer and listening to music and talking.  I don't remember if we banged out before passing out.

I know we banged out in the morning, because I didn't sleep very well.  It was probably the alcohol, but I was just restless all night and my back was killing me when I woke up.  And I had a headache and leg cramps.  But we banged out and I had a massive orgasm from all the built up tension.  POOF! It was all gone!

Jason had to go to work on Saturday afternoon, and I had my work Christmas party (gag!).  I blew him before I left at like 2pm, and got back up here by 3:30pm and realized that I had left a t-shirt there.  (ok, now that I am typing this, we totally made out the first night because I remember taking that shirt off.  Jason went down on me.  I was pleased with his skill.  And I tasted my pussy all over his lips and chin and it was DELICIOUS!  We also fucked, with Jason on top for the first time.  Also excellent.) So, I texted him that I should probably come back down after the work party to get my shirt.  He agreed, "Yes!  You totally should come back to get your shirt!"

Off to the party.  Not to toot my own horn, but I was looking super hot.  I wore party dress and a small black moto jacket and black biker boots.  Dr. S commented, "WOW!  Now that's my kind of dress! Do those legs go all the way up?" when I walked in.  I was incredibly awkward the whole time.  I spoke to a few people, mostly Mary.  Did not say hello to Heather, but she didn't say hello to me, either.  And she was wasted.  Like sloppy wasted.  I didn't drink anything but water since I was planning on driving later.  There was catering, including hummus and baba and fresh vegetables.  I was hoping to jet by 9-930, but was waiting on a group photo.  I didn't leave until 10:30!  Jason was at a co-workers house for a little get together, so I met him there.  It was chill and a nice time.  Everyone was friendly, and I was getting along, too.  I drove the two of us to Jason's house since he was a little too intoxicated to drive.  On the way home, Jason showed me a text from Johnny, the host of the party and Jason's co-worker.  "Susan.  Good job, man."  Sweet!

We got back to Jason's house and fell asleep quite quickly, close to each other and warm in the bed.  The next morning, we slept in late!  Well, probably until like 10am or something.  We went to hike at Elephant Rocks, which was really cool!  We could see the whole Arcadia Valley.  And it was very scenic with all the trees iced over.  There were icicles everywhere, and the sun was shining.  It wasn't too cold and actually a gorgeous day.  We then attempted to go to Taum Sauk, which is the highest point in the state.  The road was not clear, and we decided to turn around, especially since neither of us had any cell signal.

I took Jason to Johnny's house to get his truck, and we went to get lunch to take back home to eat.  The food hit the spot, and then we laid around the house all afternoon.  We watched some movies and Jason just gently stroked my legs, which were draped over his lap as we both sat on the couch.  He laid down next to me for a bit, his head on my chest, and nearly fell asleep! He leaped up and said, "nap time!"  so we went into his room and banged out.  We used the last condom.  We decided to go to the store to buy more.  When we got back from the store, I put on party dress laid down at the edge of the mattress.  Jason stood next to the bed and railed me while standing.  It was incredibly hot.  I loved feeling his hands under my dress and grabbing at my hips.  The view was great, too :)

We did it a third time, with me on top but still wearing party dress.  And we both climaxed at the same time!  IT. WAS. AWESOME!  We laid around for another hour then I had to drive home because it was like 10pm and I had to work the next day.  I was so exhausted, I almost fell asleep at the wheel. 

The next day, Jason texted me: "I'm just gonna say it....That was some great sex last night!!!  I've thought about it several times through the day."  I responded that my panties were a little wet, and I had another 90 minutes to go at work!

He also texted me that he likes how comfortable we are around each other already.  I have to agree.  This most likely stems from a few situations, including the two of us brushing our teeth in the morning, and me foaming up my mouth and saying, "MAD DOG, RUFF RUFF RUFF!" a la Pee-Wee.  Jason was cracking up for like ten minutes about it!

I'm still feeling good, and I'm still not scared.

Three truths and one falsehood

1. Today my co-worker was short/projecting on me even though I did nothing wrong.  I told her to fuck off and then imagined punching her in her fat fucking mouth!

2. I was exempted from my micro final tonight because I had a 97% in the class.  I had to show up for attendance, and my instructor asked me to take the test anyway, for curiosity's sake.  I was curious, too, and I took it.  A fair test.  Did not study but totally nailed it.

3. Came home and banged myself out once with the new beast while sniffing Jason's shirt that he left here, that smells like him.


Answer: #1 is a half-truth.  I didn't tell my co-worker to fuck off, even though that would be a totally justified response and one that she definitely deserves and which would be more likely to happen if I didn't go to the gym so much to blow off steam.

In response to #3, cue theme song:

Thirty-eight repeated thrice

After being snowed in for the past 48 hours, Jason came up to to visit yesterday.  He arrived earlier than expected---about 3:30.  We were at The Ballroom and getting toasted and draining those little silver balls within an hour!  We were pretty buzzed when we left at 6:30, which is funny to me.  It seemed SO LATE, and the sky was dark and the air temps frigid.

We swung down to Cherokee on the way home to get some authentic Mexican fare.  When we got back to the house, we joked around in the living room, drinking a few more beers and listening to music.  Then we took a shower.  The warm water was so soothing.  Jason is a tall guy, but he doesn't have to lean over to fit under the shower head at my house!  Such a simple pleasure!

We got into bed and made out again, for a long time.  His body is so warm, and I don't want to sound cheesy, but there really is no other way:  He is a lover.  Doesn't rush.  Truly enjoys himself and enjoys me.  I like watching him watching me.  I truly believe a person is either born with it or not, and both of us were born with it.  Jason knows what he's doing, and he learns/takes cues.  It is a different from what I have experienced since the dissolution of my relationship with Giuseppe.  And I mean that in a good way.  This is different than what I have felt/experienced with the few men I have dated since then.  And, not that I haven't totally enjoyed the casual hook-ups, or even enjoyed that companionship of a few through steady dating, even though that didn't work, I definitely learned from the experiences, but this is something deeper.  And it's awesome.  This is more than just getting off.  Jason says sweet things to me and seems interested in things that I/we talk about.  He has endearing nicknames for me.  He drives 80 miles in the snow to hang out for 12 hours before having to wake up at 6am to drive home to work a shift.  If he was looking for just sex, he could much more conveniently find it closer to home.

We did bang out last night, me on top again, with the light on.  That is my preferred position, and he is ready, willing, and able to just flip us over and pull me on top of him.  Then I got him off a second time from oral after we had turned the light out to fall asleep (that's funny we thought we were going to fall asleep).  I worked it so slowly.  His orgasm lasted like 20 seconds.  Then he was still shaking/tingling/hypersensitive for SEVERAL minutes.  It was awesome.

I'm not scared of how intensely I am falling for Jason, and I'm not scared of having my heart crushed if it comes to that.  And it feels good having that kind of confidence.  I had given up.  I bought a tiny house for just me and was more than content to carry-on on same path of doing me own thing all the time, banging myself out whenever I wanted and hooking-up casually.  Could I go back to that?  I'd like to think so.  I didn't/don't consider myself lonely.  But I am waaaay into what is coming together right now.  And I'm not afraid.

Winter Storm v 12.2k13

So, this most current "winter storm to end all winter storms" aka snowmageddon was supposed to bring minimum 6" of snow to STL.  And everywhere but STL seemed to get hit.  Jason got snowed in under about 12" in Farmington, and the roads in St. Gen and St. Francis county are fucked.  I got barely a dusting in the city.

 

Scrooge v. 2K13

My Christmas decorating begins and ends with a sock monkey wearing Santa Hat.  His name is Monkey Claws.  The other one is named Jerk-off Into My Sock Monkey.  And the pink spiral is Syphilis, which Krissy gave me for my 27th birthday.

Thirty-eight repeated two times

"So I drive 90 minutes to hang out with this chick.  She didn't set the timer correctly on the dryer and her clothes were wet, so she answered the door in her towel.  Then she told me we were going to stop at the liquor store on the way to the movie so we could spike out soda with some Turkey.  And we stayed up until 5am drinking beer and watching wrestling."

Jason came here to visit this weekend.  We had plans last night to see the new THG movie.  He arrived at the house around 7pm with a crock pot of homemade minestrone soup because I had been feeling like maybe I was getting sick earlier in the week.  I suspected that he was going to bring me some soup because he was asking me questions about what I liked and didn't like, food-wise.  I was super excited about the soup; like I posted earlier, he is very kind to me.  The source of my "sickness" seemed to be the forced heat and my throat was just really dry, and the soup was delicious.  I had set the timer on the dryer to "air fluff" accidentally, so my clothes were still wet, and I answered the door in a towel.  We finalized our plans, bought tix online, and when my clothes were dry, we headed to The Crow's Nest for food.  I had never been there but have been curious about it for many months.  I know they serve the standard fare, as well as veg items, so both of us could enjoy.  We got some drinks, ordered dinner, and conversation was great while we were waiting.  The food was delicious, and the portions were perfect.

While Jason settled the tab, I walked to the store across the street to get some Wild Turkey to take with us into the theater for our soda.  Then we drove to the Moolah.  Jason had never been there, and he was super impressed with the details on the outside of the building as well as the decor inside.  We arrived 30 minutes early, but still not early enough to get a seat on the couches down in front.  We sat in the back row on the bottom level, front and center.  We snuggled during the movie, and I didn't need the blanket I had brought.  I even took off my hoodie!  Woo! Body heat!

The movie was enjoyable, we drank two sodas and ALMOST the entire handle of Turkey I purchased.  Caught a nice little buzz.  After the movie, we chilled on the couches in the Mini section and discussed our thoughts of the film.  Headed home around 12:30.

When we got back to the house, we drank the remaining beers that were in the fridge, and I showed Jason the wrestling matches I had edited.  He LOVES wrestling, and I was thankful for some feedback.  We finally went to bed at like 5am.  Slept restlessly for a few hours, then went to the zoo.

Jason had not been to the zoo in several years, I had just been there two days ago!  He was excited to see the prairie dogs, which were out feasting, chattering, and in general being totally adorable in their pen.  They are right across from where the new sea lion exhibit is located.  Jason was super excited to see the sea lions underwater in the viewing tunnel.  The zoo was not very crowded, and we stayed in the viewing tunnel watching the seals for nearly 20 minutes.  We went to see some monkeys, the big cats, giraffes and emus, and the elephants and rhinos in the river's edge exhibit.  All said and done, an excellent outing.  The sun was shining, air temps were rather mild, we were joking and laughing the whole time.

We came back to the house and took a nap.  By nap I mean we got naked and made out for like 85 minutes.   He didn't seem as nervous this time.  The room was lit enough that we could see each other, and I loved watching him check out my body and hearing him tell me I was sexy.  I loved seeing his mouth on my nipples and his hands grabbing my thighs and ass.  He came three times.  The first was rather quick, and I was only kissing on his neck/earlobe.  I thought maybe this was a problem.  But he stayed rock hard, so I blew him, and he came a second time into my mouth.  I was ragging a little bit still, but we wanted to fuck, and he was hard, so we banged out hard with me on top, and he came a third time.  Outstanding.

It was (literally) a fucking massacre in there, blood all over my thighs and pubic area, he was bloody on his stomach, pubic area, and legs, too.  We put a towel down but it was still messy on the sheets and towel a little bit.  We hopped in the shower to clean up, totally refreshed from our "nap." 

We hung out in the living room listening to music and talking for another hour or so, then he drove back home.  Both of us have to work tomorrow, and I am currently procrastinating a school assignment.

All said and done, an excellent weekend with some one new.  I know he likes me, and I'm happy because I like him, too.  He's kind.  And he seems to care.  And it feels good.

He invited me to come visit him in two weeks, there are some social events in his home town he would like to take me to.  And he wants to go to the next wrestling event, which is coming up in January, and also get some mutual friends together to go to the monster truck rally in February.  I'm going to let myself get excited about this one. :)

Oh, and he's 6'4"!

Giving Thanks

Today, I am thankful that I don't have to see my mean co-worker for another four days.  Also thankful that I have a plan, am not stuck, and am able to prune diseased leaves from my vine.

Also, there's this (again):

what's the catch (and release)?

I don't know if my mean/jerk coworker's husband effed her this weekend or what, but she was actually nice to me today. I'm not counting that this is a permanent change, but it was welcome nonetheless.

Thirty eight

Sooooo, on Friday, Jason came up here (he lives 60 miles south), and we went to a house party at the The Cove. I was excited because Dude's dudes know how to throw a party!  Jason was excited because he had not seen one of the bands in almost a year, and was pumped for a house show.

We met up at my house then drove to get food on Cherokee.  Conversation was great, tortas were great, the vibe at El Bronco was great.  I love when Mexican dudes are dressed to the nines in cowboy attire.  There was a mariachi in house, too!  I only know two Mexican folk songs, but El didn't come by our table, anyway.

After food, we went on an everquest to buy booze.  The first two places we went didn't sell liquor!  Simply unbelievable!  In the ghetto of south St. Louis, too!  We ended up going to a grocery store.

We arrived at the party just before the bands got started.  Line-up was solid, there was a fair amount of people there.  We stayed in the front room so we could see.  'Hawk got on the mic a few times.  Always entertaining.

After the party, we headed back to my house.  Jason came in the house.  I was freezing/shivering even though I was wearing pants, two pair of socks, shirt, hoodie, and coat, and gloves and scarf.  Jason sat on the couch, and I kind of laid down next to him with my legs wrapped around his waist for warmth.  We joked around and talked and ate some chips before going to sleep. 

My intention going in to the night, and I had this discussion with both Lew and Jackson on Monday, was to not fuck him, just make-out.  And we did make out.  I enjoyed kissing him, he is a good kisser.  Things just slowly escalated, and we did end up doing it.  I think that Jason either was super nervous or had not been with a girl in a long time. Possibly both.  I could tell he was nervous/excited by his breathing.  I got on top on him, and he came rather quickly.  Prior to that, there was a lot of foreplay, including fingering, which I liked a lot.  He made a move to go down on me, but I pulled him back up toward my mouth.  We had the lights off, too.  He is not fat, but his body is not hard.  He was impressed with how hard/flat my stomach is.  I'm not complaining about the hook-up.  We went to sleep, and he was so warm laying next to me.  The house was freezing!  It was very nice having a warm body next to me.

Jason is a smart guy.  And he has been sweet and kind to me.  He has texted me a lot, but has not been annoying.  He correctly uses punctuation and grammar.  He has a lot of interesting things to talk about with me, and we have similar interests.  It's nice.  We are going out again next weekend.  I'm excited :)

Sunday (yikes!)

I made a porno today.  With Wisconsin Adonis who was in town for 48 hours.  He suggested it, I said, "SURE!"  We fucked in the swing, on the floor, and I blew him and jerked him off.  We set up one camera across the room so there was not a close-up of the money shot.  I ejaculated twice, he came once.  It was maybe a little awkward at times, but overall I enjoyed it.  It was fun to watch it.  I would definitely do it again.

I went to a show last night, was looking super cute in new party dress, black moto jacket and black boots.  Got shithammered on Wild Turkey and probably had no business driving to after hours, but that is what happened, and it cannot be undone.

 At the show, KV's cousin Jason was laying it on THICK!!  "You can put your hand on my back," I said.  We hung out at the show and then until 3am at after hours, traded numbers, and have been texting a few times this afternoon.  I called off work, he had to be there at 6am. BRUTAL!  I've had my eye on him since I met him/first saw him at Do What's house party back in June.  I'm glad he doesn't have a baby mama or any baggage like that.  I look forward to hanging out again, sooner than later.










At the show, a bouncer bought me a t-shirt and then we made plans to meet up later this week to make plans for a NYE trip to SF for a sweet show.  I'm into it, but he has been insisting on paying for it, which makes me think that he is expecting me to put out in return.  I very clearly told him that I was not interested in that, and I wanted both us to be clear on the situation.  So we'll see.  I won't allow myself to get into a situation that I don't want.  Plus, I would have to request off work the 30th, so that could be a potential snag.

Also at the show, Wiffleball's baby sis was flipping her hair over (a different) Jason like 15 times!  I told him, "Dude, make your move.  I'm watching this chick flip her hair at you like 15 times."  He was very aware of the flirting and wanted to so badly but didn't want David to be pissed at him, especially since they will have to be on tour together for another month.  So, no hook-up, which is a shame since we're all adults here.  Right?






I saw Bryan at the show.  We both smiled and said hello and went about our respective night.  An easy interaction.  I have not seen or spoken to him in over a year.  I'm disappointed about being broken up with via text and after I finally gave it up ONCE!!  But at the end of the day, life is too short to get hung-up on things that cannot be changed or controlled.

 After after hours, Jackson and I came back to the house and got to it.  We did it for a long time.  He was super high on Adderall and cocaine and booze.  I was just drunk on Wild Turkey.  I still managed to come several times, soaking the floor under the swing and also the bedsheets.  We passed the eff out until the afternoon.  I like looking at his strong chest and shoulders.  He was also very warm, which was comforting since that house was freezing!  Also, he doesn't cuddle with me, maybe an arm close every now and then.  It's fine with me, I prefer to not cuddle anyway.

I didn't go to work today, or really eat anything other than a banana and some cereal.  My guts are a little bubbly.  I have made a lot of progress on my paper.  Not a lot of progress studying for this test.  I keep reading the chapters, but nothing is sticking.  It's frustrating because I know my instructor (as well as my own self) is expecting a lot.

This song is such a jam.  "All I want to say to you is that I wish you were mine.  And all I want to do to you if everything all the time."

Ribcage

Several things on my mind.

I'm glad it's the weekend.  My jerk co-worker really gets to me by the end of the workweek and I'm glad I don't have to see her big, loud, mouth for another 48 hours.  16 months and I won't have to see her again....ever.  But "Who's Counting Anyway," right!

I just this morning learned that me ex if getting married to the girl he started dating after me.  I was crushed for about 30 seconds, but I'm okay with it.  It's been a long time, I'm pleased with where I am and what I'm doing. And life it too short to get hung-up on things that cannot be changed.

I am going to go work out this morning.  I have a lot of aggression to get out.  Last week, I swear I had an orgasm at the gym.  We were nearing the end of the last round and the trainer is counting down and yelling for us to keep it up, finish strong, etc.  And Motorhead was blasting through the speakers, I was working so hard and sweating and punching the shit out of the heavy bag.  I usually imagine that I am punching my jerk co-worker in the mouth, stomach, torso, and this day was no exception.  I started yelling, "FUCK YOU HEATHER!!!!  FUCK YOUR FAT FACE!!  I HATE YOU!!!  I HATE YOU!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!! FUCK YOUR FAT MOUTH!!!" and then I just exploded.  The buzzer sounded the end of class.  I bought a Vitamin water and drove home without incident.  I'm looking for a repeat today.

Last night I had an erotic dream about one the trainers I have a crush on.  Hhe's only 22! and is a total Adonis. He is by far my favorite one there, which surprises me because he has blonde hair, and I usually go for the dark hair. Also surprised about the dream because I would never act on the little crush I have. 22 is too young; he's probably a total idiot. However, he is strong and could hold me up against the wall. But anytime I have an erotic dream, I am the aggressor, the one in control. However, in the dream, he was the one that came onto me, which made me feel really good. But then I knew it was game on and I became like a huntress. Strong and aggressive. I had a target and I knew what to do to get it.

Sexy cop is going to be in town for 48 hours starting tomorrow!!  

If I was married, I wouldn't be able to continue to run around being gluttonously lustful and doing whatever I want.

I've also been blasting Bronx 1 - IV all week.  Shit is sooooo tight.  The commentary tracks on IV crack me up.  "Whenever life has got you beaten down, just throw your hands into the sky and scream, "I WANT MY LAWYER!!"

SusanBot

I am cracking up at this app that combines the most used words on my FB status updats/comments/captions, etc.  Shit is hilarious:

These things are supposed to be in there.

-SusanBot

 

Both are male brothers, 7 months old, gray, claws and balls but dewormed. I even climbed into the attic to measure.

-SusanBot

 

I'm ready for my sponge bath, the mention that i'm in a threadbare towel or pass out. Have been attacked by those territorial black birds that test!

-SusanBot

 

Hilarious. Whenever life has anxiety.

-SusanBot

 

I had my first time for a threadbare towel or I hope to find a stud. If I hope to see so many people and Chi as well!

-SusanBot

 

 

in the stir fry just now, too. just got WET.

-SusanBot

 

Yeah, I can drop my four OWTH albums later.

-SusanBot

According to find a stud. After I feel good ten pounds of these things are supposed to be at swimming for the way in! HAHAHAHA!!!

-SusanBot

 

Ironically, I am putting an accommodating vagina, after hours after work sometime this week or sheet.

-SusanBot

 

 

Both are male brothers, 7 months old, gray, claws and only if there any of the available larger sizes and some regular pants!

-SusanBot

 

Ironically, I will be on the floor at west county.

-SusanBot

 

 

Out of town friends, and my glasses are somewhere on the floor at Beat Kitchen.

-SusanBot

 

 

I'm ready for an accommodating vagina, after I did overestimate my mind.

-SusanBot

 

I had a Wednesday night series starting in the house.

-SusanBot

 

weiner dog was a beer deliveryman knocking on my year!

-SusanBot

 

Well, Gainesville, what a weekend!

-SusanBot

 

Bra was never put on!

-SusanBot

 

As long as real dudes live here.

-SusanBot

 

 

GAAAAH! I'm also stressed out because I can drop my simcard into the sky and scream, 'I WANT MY LAWYER!!!'

-SusanBot

 

 

I had a great start. Best weekend of the available larger sizes and the front clasp.

-SusanBot

 

 

What a BEAST, and I'll be at SubT, too!

-SusanBot

 

I had a wienie!

-SusanBot

 

I had my first big girl phone

-SusanBot

 

Now I will be celebrating with a stud. Glad I even climbed into the zubaz look.

-SusanBot

 

several crit events coming up with their fill and singing along, getting so naked and new looking.

-SusanBot

 

Eating my way across Portland!!

-SusanBot

 

 Let's do this! Greetings from MPLS.

-SusanBot

 

I had a great start. Best weekend or not. If OWTH is staying at my neck and they puked up in dis piece?

-SusanBot

 

 

Thank you for dinner. Alf my liver is not fucking around!

-SusanBot

 

 

This still makes me laugh!

-SusanBot

 

Also, I for that I brought my Have you are A BEAST, and i at a roach motel! HAHA!

-SusanBot

 

 

Also, I sent you a threadbare towel or sheet.

-SusanBot

I had a room at a roach motel! HAHAHAHA!!!

-SusanBot

 

 

I had a board. Can I get some lunch.

-SusanBot

 

My neck and my sponge bath, the sooner the better!

-SusanBot

 

I had a break to get some regular pants!

-SusanBot

 

 

Nice to see if I'm drinkin' whisky!

-SusanBot

 

 

The cutest boys in Chicago reside in Logan Square.

-SusanBot

 

I'm ready for my sponge bath, the sooner the better!

-SusanBot

 

Thank you ever been attacked by those territorial black birds that nest under my belt.

-SusanBot

 

Also, I for real just ate like 3 cups of broccoli.

-SusanBot

 

.I would like to pull off the zubaz look.

-SusanBot

 

 

I had a break to get an '!AYE CARAMBA!'?

 

Haha! And ice cold beer.

-SusanBot

 

I had a carcass, and they puked up their heads in Logan Square.

-SusanBot

 

Tell your crush how you feel.

-SusanBot

 

 

Well, Gainesville, what a pool party, and a litmus test.

-SusanBot

 

 

And yes, I saw nursing bras at the house.

-SusanBot

 

 

is it just a coincidence that i'm not fucking around!

-SusanBot

 

Developed a roll of partydom.

-SusanBot

 

I had a bowl of lettuce and I aced that test!

-SusanBot

 

and rail tequila.

-SusanBot

 

 

weiner dog was supposed to find a stud. Solid sets all make me smile.

-SusanBot

 

 

Nine bands, one trip to TAAAAACOBUS.

-SusanBot

 

Well, Gainesville, what a stud. Scrathy scratch in the Fest!

-SusanBot

 

 

Its beautiful. I approached. This party started!

-SusanBot

 

AND only the dog chased me.

-SusanBot

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Friday recap

Productive Friday.

I went to the bank, went to the post office, mailed Pam a money order for the painting, which should be delivered by mid-week. 

Went to FP and signed up for the dental hygiene program (finally on the list!!) This ordeal/effort to get on the list has been going on since July and has been a huge source of frustration.  I would be naive to think that paper shufflers/red tape/hoops to jump/general bureaucracy would allow for smooth sailing.  I was told that2014 was full, but I was mid-list for 2015.  So now I know.  And it feels really good.  I have had extreme anxiety over not knowing if I was going to matriculate this coming fall or next and the financial obligations that are going to come with it, how much longer I need to remain unhappy with my jerk-co-worker,  uncertainties with trips/vacations and planning that, even tough it is far in the future and I shouldn't get worked up and crazy over things I cannot change or control.  They accepted all my transfer classes and there is only one class I need....sociology.  So I will probably sign up for that for spring.  It's only going to cost ~$5100 for tuition for the whole program, which I have over half of that saved up already.

Ok, so back to vacation, my sister wants to go to Iceland, this summer, which would be sweet, and I do want to go to Iceland, but there are other things I want to do first.  Also, I have been talking about Pacific-Atlantic bike trip for----eight years.  And I've always put if off for reasons that, at the end of the day shouldn't matter, but do.  But if I know I'm going to start school in August 2015 for a two-year program that will require me to quit my job, then I will quit my job in May and go on the trip then.  I will have to decide if I want to join a guided tour, which I have seen several offered, including a women-only group.  Or I could ask Rootbeer or Will to go.  I will hit them up in the spring, when there is a one-year notice to make plans.

Then there is the choice of which route to take...Southern, Northern, or Trans (mid).  Southern would be nice in that we could leave earlier in the year.  It is also the shortest and we'd be done in less that 2 months. I'm not looking to rush, though.  I'd love to go on day trips hiking or rafting or spelunking if those type of activities were available.

I could make myself crazy with all these far-off future plans.  I need to chill out.  There is a calmness, though, since I know, and it feels really nice.

OK, back to awesome Friday.  My folks were out of town and asked me to come over to babysit my brother and the dog.  So I went back to IL and the dog and I went hiking at Salt Lick.  Encountered five others on the trail.  The fall foliage was gorgeous, the air was crisp but I got sweaty under my jacket from all the climbing.  Wiener dog loved it!!!  So much for him to smell.  He led the way on leash, and it was cool to see him stay on the trail.  He knew exactly where to go even though it was all covered with leaves.  It was also fun to see him climb up the "steps" to the scenic overlook.  I took a lot of pictures and sent some to my sister.  She commented that the dog is definitely one of us....athletic and strong and adventurous.  Totally belongs with our family.  We were on the trail for 80 minutes.

Got back home and made some dinner and then got to work on a paper that is due for my class this semester.  Knocked out all 8 pages in about 6 hours.  It felt good to get it done.  It's not due until the 20th, but the instructor said we could turn it in early for an extra 5 points and also that she could give us some feedback and we could make some changes if needed.

I took a break in the middle of writing the paper to send a private message to the Jew-ISH Adonis in Los Angeles.  "I just want you to know that I banged myself out this morning with that new red vibrator, and there were two things that got me totally going.  One was thinking about making out in the street outside the bar in San Diego and when I felt that magnificent cock bulging through your white captain pants.  The second was watching you take your shirt off and seeing your strong hairy chest and feeling it pressed up against me."

The reply, a minute later, "You have a habit of giving me a semi at work :-P"

I love it.

Found it!

Found my iPod this morning!!  I thought I lost it in the move, but today it just appeared from under the passenger side seat, where I had already looked a few times.  Super excited about it, because the CD is broken, and listening to radio in the car is just the worst!  Now I just need to find my remote shutter trigger....  

 Rocking on Avail, all the time at home, now all the time in the car, too.  Makes me think of Roy and Bookit.  "To leave I would be crazy."

Fall Effect

A cool 16-mile cruise on Ex-Girlfriend today.  Severe headwinds, crosswinds, and tail winds, but this booty isn't going to stay tight on its own!  Fall colors on full blast on the floodplain.

Baby Bro turns 24

Scott-bot is 24.  I can't believe he has made it this far, still hooked on the smack going on seven years now.  Tonight he wanted to eat his birthday dinner at Texas Roadhouse.  My mom and dad sat across from us and took this picture, which when then sent to my sister in Florida.

Ironically, today is world vegan day, as well as my anniversary.  Texas Roadhouse did have complimentary peanuts and cold beer, but I had the foresight to eat dinner at home :)

No problem, I mostly wanted to see my baby bro!  Happy Birthday!  I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!

I'll have the usual

Woke up this morning to full blown S.A.D.  I don't even know how I made it out of the house and through the day.  This is the first year I'm not going to Florida this weekend in...six years.  And that's okay with me.  But I do want to some warm temps and bright sunshine!  I don't think I'm going to make it.  I applied for some seasonal/holiday help jobs at the mall.  If I don't get hired, I'm going to Southern California as soon as school is out!!  Plus, I really want to see Jew-ISH Adonis.

Productive Friday

Productive Friday off work.

I left the house around 10am because I wanted to make sure to get the cakes to mail to Colin.  That was my first stop.  The bakery was charming, the owner was kind and helpful, and the cakes were all cleverly named.  I ended up purchasing an original gooey buttercake and a devil's food gooey buttercake.  Some of the other flavors to choose included "turtle park" which I debated choosing instead of devil's food, "let's go blueberries," "HWY 40: still driving me nuts," and "chocolate chippewa."  I noticed there were a few seasonal ones to choose including pumpkin, but that one was already sold out, and an amaretto one, which I thought about purchasing as well, but I thought that one would be a better choice closer to Christmas.

I went to the UPS store to mail the cakes (I first went to post office, and the clerk laughed at me when I asked if there were stickers for "this side up" and she told me that the box/cakes would just get thrown around). 

I went to the library and returned a book and checked out a new one.

I went to the Galleria with every intention of applying for a job at LUSH, but I just bought two sweaters and a slutty party dress at Express instead.  Oh, and some croakies since my glasses have been falling off my nose when I exercise.

I went to FPCC and got the run around again.  They did not receive my fax from Monday even though I had a confirmation report.  So I filled out another transcript evaluation form and handed it to a woman at the desk.  She told me it would take two weeks.  I am still sorta on the fence about the pathology assistant program at RFUSM and am gathering info, but honestly, doing that instead of having to deal with the red tape at STLCC would add to the appeal.

These bacteria sure can party!!

Received my unknown specimen for the lab final last week.  Streaked for isolation, including one on EMB agar and one on an MSA.

And tonight, when I pulled my plates out of the incubator....I said, "HECK YES!!!"  Because I knew exactly what I had.  It is beautiful!!

This is Escherichia coli,  a Gram-negative, facultative anaerobic, rod-shaped bacterium that will grown metallic green colonies on eosin-methylene blue agar.

My other unknown, I suspect is either Staphylococcus aureus or Enterococcus faecalis. The second specimen is definitely gram-positive and coccus from the results of the Gram-Stain I did on it tonight and then viewed under the scope.  Both speices, will ferment MSA, as evidence in this photo of the colony I streaked for isolation on a MSA plate.  The species on this plate is incredibly pungent.  Like gym socks.  So my guess is it's the S. aureus, but that will not be confirmed until I run additional tests next week.

I LOVE MICRO!! :)

Undefined

Last patient of the day today was in for a one-year follow-up.  Since we saw her last year, she had been diagnosed with ALS.  And seeing her today really affected me.  I got a little teary at one point.  When she had come in for previous appointments, she was actually somewhat of a pain, but seeing her today, my heart was just crushed!

She is only 58 and was already using a walker.  And her hair was stark white as opposed to the usually dark brown.

Maybe it was something about her that also reminds me of my mom a little bit, but my heart went out to her.  Usually an ALS diagnosis comes with a life-expectancy of two to five more years.  She told us it is progressing pretty quickly.  She did seem calm/accepting of it for what it is.  It was just really sad, and I've been thinking about it all evening.

Hey, hey, Mr. Postman!

The past 24 hours have been a total jackpot with deliveries!  I love getting mail that is not bills!

I received in the mail:

New hat for winter and Pixies tix for the show at Peabody Opera House in Feb.

Two new pair of faux leather/ veg black boots.  I bought both because I couldn't decide, and then decided to keep both!  They were for a great price, and I had a generous discount from one of my patients, who is a shoe manufacturer.

This print I ordered directly from the artist:

new toy

Well, blue rabbit vibe, we had a great run. Three years is quite amazing, especially since

1. I am super selfish/gluttonous in my lust ;)
and
2. I have not had a regular partner in three years.

Tonight I road my bike to South Grand and went to a sex shop. I purchased the last rabbit style vibe in stock. Technically it is a "bird" but it's the same principle. This thing is an effing beast! It takes four AA batteries!
Thank god I have some lube in the house.

It is made of silicon and is anatomically accurately a cock in that there is a head, shaft, and "veins". I like it. But with anything new, there is a learning curve. I knew exactly how to use the other one, and I loved the vibrate function on it. This one was better for the rotational function. It was longer in length and bigger in girth than my previous. Again, a learning curve. It did get me off quickly, though. It was taking fucking (HA!) forever for me before, but with this new one, I didn't make it halfway through 'Pleasant Screams' before I came.

Carl recommended I make an online dating profile and use this as my profile pic, which would be funny, but that is NOT going to happen.

Patrolwoman

I got some new bras last week. As frustrating it was actually finding the correct size (I've changed a bit since working out but not swimming, at 34DD now), I am pleased with the result. I have received the following comments:

1. DAAAAAAMN! Those tits are on patrol! (this made me laugh SO HARD!)
2. You have some nice St. Louis boobs :P
3. I enjoyed watching your tits bounce at the show. (A text from Matthew at 11:42pm, at which time I was sitting next to him at the bar. Didn't see it/reply until I got home: "I prefer them in your face.")

Now I just need to find some new pants. I am currently on an everquest to find women's jeans that are not skinny/stretch/"distressed"/jeggings. I just want regular pants!

fun flags

Went to Six Flags yesterday with a group of friends. It was a great time! Perfect air temps, great hangs, and met new friends, inclucding VEGANS!!!

Rebecca and I purchased a Flash Pass, and it was totally worth it. I would definitely purchase again.

Batman (girl in the row in front of us puked. We cirlced around to ride again (thanks, flash pass!) and the ride was closed down because of the puke. We saw a worker coming up the exit ramp with a bag of that sawdust stuff!)

Ninja. The first ride where we saw the rest our party. Rob was in line and was making fun of us for having the flash pass, so we made sure to ride in the car he was in line for, thus bumping him back. wiener!

Swings....absolutely terrifying. I kept my eyes closed and tried not to freak the fuck out. White knuckle tight on the chain.

Superman....absolutely terrifying. I dang near hyperventilated on the way up. Then the drop....oh, god! Did I scream!

Mr Freeze...the most bitch ride in the park. Shit is so tight. Jetting out of the tunnel from 0 to 60mph is exhilirating, then not knowing where you are on the tracks, and suddenly, you are pretty much vertical and staring at the ground! We rode twice. The girl operating the ride from the booth was HILARIOUS!

Screamin' Eagle. We screamed the shit outta that ride. Enough said.


Excalibur. First time this ride has been open when I've been at the park. Terrifying. Also pretty brutal. We had just eaten and there was so much centripetal force. But the motion of the ride when you get to the top and are spinning in a circle and seem to be suspended in the air. Pretty neat. I was glad when it was over, though.

Scary Swamp. Best ride, hands down. If I had $300 to blow on a tier three flash pass, I would ride the scary swamp ride over and over all day without ever getting out of my boat. I scored 16750 with the laser gun.

The Boss. SO ROUGH and SO BRUTAL. Different Rebecca and I rode on the flash pass. We chose the very first car. R pretty much just had her arms braced on the front the whole time. We were tossed around like rag dolls. Her breasts dang near came out of her bra!

American Thunder. This was the last ride of the day. The sun was down, the park was very dark, and we could hardly see the track in front of us. That only added to the thrill, though. Jamison and I rode together and we decided to yell "AAAAAMEEEEERICAAAAAA!" on the first hill. It was pretty funny. That particular ride is pretty cool. It is fast and tight. I got thrown around a lot, but the seats are definitely the most cushioned of any of the roller coasters there, so it wasn't too bad. This was the only ride where we saw a camera, and I was screaming, horns up. Pretty badass, but I didn't buy a pic of it.

Anyway, all said and done a nice outing with friends. I was ready to come home and pass the fuck out, though. Too much noise/excitement. Here's all of us minus Rebecca, who is taking the photo:

How do YOU slay?

I've been slayin' weeds to the slayin' sounds of Black Tusk. Now I'm gonna slay on some pizza and that case of beer I bought yesterday on the way home from the gym (purchased while sweaty and still wearing gym clothes...hilarious!)

I also am attempting to root a rose, two lilacs, a Columbine, and two other things I don't know what they are. I transplanted several Iris rhiz this morning. We'll see how this goes. I also have a massive compost pile behind the garage near the dumpster.

I know it's anti-spring right now, but I wish it was spring already if for no other reason that I am curious to see how these plants will do.

going out on a work night

I didn't go to work today. And I feel okay about that. Carl came to visit and saw my new house. We went out to get food/drinks, met up with a bunch of other people, went to the Ballroom for "just one round". Boom! We're still there at last call. OOF!

I went to shadow at a dental office in south county. I got a signed letter from them for 8 hours. I still need 12 more hours combines from two different offices.

Carl got here about 5pm. I was hoping to take him to get tattoos, but he beat me to it! He went before coming over. No big whoop. We headed to Delmar and ate at Pi, which was a nice treat. Then we went to pin-up and met up with Curt and Kuz for two rounds. Then we headed to the Ballroom.

We were so smokey when we got home that we jumped in the shower. No sex, even though I knew he wanted to. He is the third friend who has seen the house, and the first one to see it will all the furniture arranged and artwork up on the walls. It was nice to have a long-time friend over. He left late morning to get back to Chi for 'Hawks opener.

I've missed you, Old Friend

Went on out Ole' Ironsides last night. I hadn't ridden her since last fall. The night was gorgeous. Cut-offs and a jacket, crisp night air, and the familiar scent of Jasmine.

I went to the Ballroom for two rounds and several sessions with South Park, Flintstones, Bass Master. Pub Champion was nowhere to been seen, and Addam's Family was out of order. I'm not very good at pinball, but it was nice to get out of the house for a bit, especially on two wheels.

I'm looking forward to more suitable riding weather.

I came home and a one-woman Bouncing Souls dance party ensued. I also found my Voodoo Donuts pin and put it on my jacket.

Art Fair Finds

There was music/art fare at the Bottleworks. I purchased four pieces, and I'm psyched on them.

Make It Happen

I just got back from San Diego, where I attended Awesome Fiesta 7.  It was a great trip, as expected.  No vegan food truck, but I did get vegan pizza, delicious SD burritos, and a bunch of blue wackado.  Interestingly enough, I did not find post cards, even though I looked at several locations, including the news stand/souvenir shop.  I had really wanted to have everyone sign it and then mail it to Hawk, because that would have been funny to me.



On Friday night, I got pretty shithammered.  I started off at Void for Terry Malts, which was awesome, then I went to Soda for the remainder of the evening.  The bathroom situation at Soda is waaaaay bogus.  It is fairly large venue, and to have a single stall is straight-up un-legit.  I saw a lot of people, but I was down by the stage, dancing and singing along by myself.  Dopamines were a surprise in the I was expecting them to suck/be too wasted to play correctly, but they seemed to hold it together.  The set-list was good, too.  They played the older jams....maybe only two off of Vices, which I don't like that record.  TTK finished out the night and I was super excited to see them again.

Saturday highlights included Tight Bros, Stymies, Creeps, and FYP.  Holy shit!  I think that FYP was THE set of the weekend for me.  I stayed at U31 for the whole matinee show and met some colorful characters dressed up as boat captains.  It was a conversation starter.  My pretty green dress was also a conversation starter.  Late show included NC&TBDB at Void, then hopping back and forth between Void and Soda. Caught the last two songs (Dirty Jokes and Phantom Limbs) from Slow Death.  Saw a bunch of bands, hung out with Colin a lot.  Pretty hazy night, but we closed out at Void to Radon, and it was excellent!!  Not too many people were there which was a damn shame.


I had to fly home on Sunday, which was fine.  There was not a good price on flights leaving Monday, and by leaving on Sunday, I missed the matinee and late shows.  I would have liked to have seen Riverboat Gamblers, URTC, and Tiltwheel.  At the end of it all, though, I'm glad I didn't get burned out.  It was fine being there for 48 hours.

Oh, and of course, there WAS an epic hook-up tale:

Semen in my hair, on my face, and on my breasts. I'm also sore all over...I want a warm bath and a back rub.

He was from Los Angeles, and had a nice toned body, huge hard cock, and thick dark hair that I liked running my fingers through. I let him buy me a drink, and I let him put his hand on my lower back when were sitting next to each other at a table. I told him, though, that I was not going to make out with him in the bar. So we went outside and made out in the alley.

We went back to his hotel and had sex three times. Once on a recliner and two times on the the hard tile floor. My knees and back bones are really sore from it. He pulled my hair a lot, and I liked it. Then we went to see some live music. After the show, we came back to the hotel and had sex again. I came six times. I still have a hand print on my ass from him grabbing me and spanking me while he was railing me from behind. I sucked him off three times. Then we did it again this afternoon.

And at the end of it all, I still wouldn't want it any other way.  Now it's time for Awesome Siesta!

Here's some graffiti from the women's room at Soda:

This is funny to me...

...This morning I packed my gym bag to go to boxing after work. I left my sport bra on my bed, so I went to boxing in my regular, day-to-day bra, aka titties EVERYWHERE!!!!

And the usual instructor was not there. Instead, it was totally smokin' hot substitute named Kyle (who I have seen a few times before, and I'm a total fan!)

a first

Today was another first.

I sliced a fresh pineapple. I was so intimidated by slicing one, that I have always bought it either canned or already sliced up in the produce section.

I found slicing it to be very easy and am no longer intimidated by the pineapple. It had a little tag on it with four steps to follow. Probably helped that the knife was super sharp, too.

There was a lot and I put some of it on a homemade pizza.

It IS the heat. It IS the humidity. IT IS THE HUMANITY!!!!!

I haven't been wearing any clothes all day, and it's been awesome. Not even underwear. But I did wrap a towel around me. Before I was naked in my room on my bed. Successful bang out session x 3, now I'm listening to The Queers, scouring craigslist and fantasizing about getting railed by the blonde stud who works at the Tivoli while Jackson masterbates in the corner.

More importantly, trying to find motivation to put on clothes to go buy beer.

Wednesday

Yesterday was Tuesday, and it was the first day of the fall semester for me. I'm taking Micro this term, and am actually really excited about it. I love science. I love going to school. I love learning!!

The instructor seems super legit. First lab was kinda bogus, though. Bogus in that is was "learning how to use the microscope", which I guess that is the unofficial mandatory first lab for every single science class ever. It was an easy ten points, so whatever. We did make our own mounts with our own cheek cells. Then we viewed them under the oil immersion and could see the bacteria, too! I was pretty sweet.

Then Rumspringer was playing at the Cove. I was super excited for it. A fair number of people there for a Tuesday, especially. Their set was kinda disappointing, though. I don't really like the new record, and they did play some old songs, too. Overall, just meh.

I did take off work this morning because I knew I was going to be up late last night (4:30am!) and probably drunk (yep!). It was so awesome not going in to work until 10am. I need to find a job where that is the regular.

Tonight after work I sold some clothes to a resale shop. I took the cash.....$59!

This blog is a wookie.

...and I wasn't even in MPLS!!

What a weekend....and I wasn't even at the party in MPLS!!

On Friday, I decided rather late to go to the show in Normal. Got there in time for Elway and Masked Intruder. There was a shit-ton of people there and the sets were totally tour tight as expected, even if the bands were obviously under the influence of EVERYTHING THEY WANTED!!!

The pit was brutal; lots of younger-ish college kids with no knowledge of pit-etiquette. But whatevs. For MI, there were TWO cops on stage. Officer Bradford, of course, and the (deaf/mute) bouncer from the bar. It. Was. So. Awesome. Everyone was fully supportive of him being up on stage, and he even crowd surfed once! The look of sheer joy on his face was priceless. I was pushed out of the side/back, but could still see. Near the end of the set, Officer Bradford hoisted me over his shoulder like a caveman carrying his conquest and walked me through the pit. I was wearing a short skirt and my ass was pretty much at face height of everyone! I'm sure there was a glimpse of blue panties, too. It's funny to me!

After the show, people were hanging out a bit, and I was invited to come back to the motel, too. I got my own room. The party bus with the bands, the bouncer, and several locals pulled up outside about 20 minutes later. Jackson called me, I told him my room number, and we were in the shower and then fucking within 5 minutes. A solid bang-out session, as expected. I came several times again, we put all the towels down to try to not soak the bed we would have to sleep on. Jackson came twice. Passed out around 5am, miraculously. I didn't take any drugs, but I felt like I was speeding balls. I was totally wired and couldn't shut the fuck up! I woke up around 9am, totally wired still. We did it once more, with me coming first on top. Then I sat down on the floor and Jackson stood in front of my. I blew him until he was ready to come, then he ejaculated all over my tits. Without cleaning it off of me, we changed into our swim suits (he only had underwear, and ended up wearing my gym shorts, which was funny because they were so tight and so short), grabbed some breakfast beers I had on ice in the sink, and went down to the pool. The semen was glistening in the sun, which is also funny to me. My intention was to wash it off in the pool, but the water was freezing!! I did splash myself/wash it off with hand, because there was no way I was submerging my body in that cold water! We did eventually wade in up to our waists. Jason came out on the deck and joined us for a smoke.

Drove back to the venue (bands), I went across the street to get a tofu scramble. Then I went back to the venue and had another beer before we all parted ways.

I drove to Chicago and went straight to Ben's house. Vitor and Biddy were there, too, and we sat on the porch drinking High Life and admiring (me) all the cute boyz in cut-off shorts, sleeves ditched, zipping around on their bicycles!

I met up with Booker to get the paintings from him. Shit looks tight. I gave him the three bags of coffee from CR. We talked in his house and also in the street for about 30 minutes, then I had plans to meet up with Roy at New Wave.

I ordered 90 miles and stopped by the liquor store for some beer when I went to pick it up. I ordered a spicy tofu sandwich with grilled onions and peppers and black beans. It was delicious. The bread is amaaaaazing!


Everyone else left to go to the Beat Kitchen for a show, I stayed at home and took a nap. Nick came home after work to take a nap before heading to his show at Quencher's. We talked for several minutes. Roy texted me at 11pm, and I walked to Cole's to meet up with him and his girl and nine of her friends. There were A LOT of weirdos there. By weirdos, I mean hipsters. Full of themselves. Girls who are otherwise probably cute but who wear unflattering clothes. The bands sounded great, though. I did't go into the back room where the stage was but was able to hear it at a nice volume from the front room, where I had a seat at the bar. I was admiring the bartender. A dude named Micky was admiring me. He came up to me, introducted himself, and told me I was the most gorgeous girl in the bar. He liked a Rachel Maddow vibe I was putting out (a compliment, referring to my glasses, hairstyle, and jawline). I was pretty chilled out at the bar. I had like five beers at the house before I left, then two at the bar, and some smoke went around. I didn't indulge, but I did get a little contact high and was super chilled out. It was nice. There was absolutely no stress in my body whatsoever. It was very zen.

Two of Angie's friends were fucking wasted, and Roy drove them home. I walked back to Ben's house, where five us stayed up hanging out. I went to Ben's room to sleep for a bit, then a few hours later, he came and woke me up. I was to go sleep out in the living room because he had a girl with him....no problem. There were four of us on all the couches and floor in the front room. Thank fuck no one was snoring! I think I heard Nick stumble in late late late, but I also don't know. I woke originally at like 7am. I knew Booker was already awake and I texted him about meeting up for Handlebar.

We met up at 1020am. I had arrived at 10am and ordered a Tecate. Book was glad to see I was back on the sauce. (Hahahaha! Me, too!) I ordered another beer and a vegan sloppy joe. It was delicious. TVP base with slaw, served on sourdough. Collard greens for the side. We hung our for about an hour, then I drove home.

An excellent weekend. I have that special mental easiness that results from the sheer exhaustion of a weekend bender. And I'm off work tomorrow, too!!!!