Force Factor

Jan 08, 2011 15:35

 I'm ceaselessly amazed at just how much the American need for über-Olympian style physiques has so permeated into the ether that not only have we desired to find chemicals that will do it quickly, but we've directed our scientists find chemicals to do it post-haste. Force Factor supplement ads abound on nearly every page I visit, and I wonder, as I often do, what are the wider reaching outcomes of so much of it being consumed. Of course, there are enormous consequences of disproportionate numbers of the population being morbidly obese, but I have to constantly ponder my interrogative above.

I've now been in the Da Capital for more than four months, and I must regretfully inform that I am entirely unimpressed. I have had the same disenchantment with the local BDSM scene as I had with NYC's waning affairs, and those dedicated to pursuits other than perversion are listless, tasteless, tactless, disappointingly unenlightened, and lacking any remnant of flavor. Those who are imported are either subjected to societal norming, or kept at the outskirts of public confidence. There is an almost universally adhered to verbal politeness that is standard to nearly everyone's speech, and it disgusts me for its rank falsity. Not one of the people with whom I've come in contact that displays this politeness is genuinely of that sort, they're simply spineless and in dire need of artificial testicular fortitude.

The one bright ray of hope has been encountering a potential interlude through one of the online kink communities which I frequent, and hopefully, she hasn't dropped off the face of the Earth because I've not been able to contact her for  a few days. Though, who really knows what that might mean. More on this later, but I have a feeling it could be positive.

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