Modern Consumer
So many people posted on livejournal today (it's about time! this place is such a wasteland) that I thought I'd throw my hat in the ring. I posted on Vox a few days ago, but it was friends only, so the people who check it but won't join (*cough*Mandy*ahem*) were plum out of luck. Here's the opening paragraph:
Once I had a lover who admired my faces. He claimed that my flinch, my moan, my contortion increased his pleasure greatly, and I found this so flattering that on one occasion I let him take pictures. I wish he had never told me, because now in the throes of ecstacy I'm often thinking of what my face might look like. Does this lover have the same appreciation as that one did? What if this one thinks I look pained, or monstrous, or silly? Sometimes I think I might like to go back to that one, temporarily, just to feel like I'm really being looked at.. That's just the intro, it's really about something else, but you get the idea.
My English class ended, but I'm going to take 102 with the same prof next quarter, because I like her, and I want to get this basic stuff (ie stuff I already took in high school) out of the way. I might only be taking 102, though. Money and time and my general stress level make me not want to push it by taking two classes, but it will take me like six years to finish my AA if I just take one class per quarter... so that's not acceptable. Something has to give, I just haven't figured it all out yet.
What else. As Pat aptly summed up, we helped Kyle with his Napoleon video, and shared an awkward yet enlightening experience and I am looking forward to/dreading the day that it is posted online for all to see. That day is probably tomorrow.
Now I have to get back to work. I'm going out to dinner with Johnny tonight! That will be nice. I miss my gays.
Once I had a lover who admired my faces. He claimed that my flinch, my moan, my contortion increased his pleasure greatly, and I found this so flattering that on one occasion I let him take pictures. I wish he had never told me, because now in the throes of ecstacy I'm often thinking of what my face might look like. Does this lover have the same appreciation as that one did? What if this one thinks I look pained, or monstrous, or silly? Sometimes I think I might like to go back to that one, temporarily, just to feel like I'm really being looked at.. That's just the intro, it's really about something else, but you get the idea.
My English class ended, but I'm going to take 102 with the same prof next quarter, because I like her, and I want to get this basic stuff (ie stuff I already took in high school) out of the way. I might only be taking 102, though. Money and time and my general stress level make me not want to push it by taking two classes, but it will take me like six years to finish my AA if I just take one class per quarter... so that's not acceptable. Something has to give, I just haven't figured it all out yet.
What else. As Pat aptly summed up, we helped Kyle with his Napoleon video, and shared an awkward yet enlightening experience and I am looking forward to/dreading the day that it is posted online for all to see. That day is probably tomorrow.
Now I have to get back to work. I'm going out to dinner with Johnny tonight! That will be nice. I miss my gays.