Something is odd today in Diaryland. I always read updates of others before doing my own.
I ain't gonna point fingers, but googly moogly...
Some deranged folks out there.
Me,
So how'd the box rockin' go yesterday, you ask?
It was boo-tay bouncin great. I don't think I'll ever get tired of sex. I don't get tired of it now. Cus you see, I'm writing about it. Ha!
Maybe I'll write one hundred things about sex. That would be pretty sad if I can find 100 things to say about sex.
Sex, sex, sex.
I.
Love.
Sex.
On another note, the new house is 99.95% settled. There are a few boxes we've pushed to the basement. But really, who needs Volumes 1 thru 45 of Jukebox Oldies hits?
Ummm... not I, Sir.
Oh that made me think of a rant.
TODAY'S RANT
Online D/s (yea apparently there is such a thing snort) chat room occupants.
Mainly Gorean slavegirls.
Kajiras.
I find nothing wrong with someone speaking in third person... but please Please PLEASE, if you're gonna do it - stick to it.
Do not do this:
"A girl is well today Sir, she thanks You for asking... may I ask how You are?"
I'd like to kick you in the slaveheat if you cannot stick to a way of speaking.
Ugh.
And use proper punctuation.
Then again, Emily never wrote anything about proper useage of third person.
END OF RANT
Wow - thanks, Bizarro. I love my smut, the freakier the better. Who are you anywayz?
