Pix from my Sunday morning adventures are now up at http://www.spookycash.com/fun/webmasteraccesssantamonica/index.html
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Spooky Hotties Update
Wow, Spooky Hotties has more than two thousand members. Somehow moving the site to the new server I bought speeded up its performance but screwed up the way it imprints score and stuff on pix. Hope to get that fixed soon. Saturday night and I’m workin’ workin’ workin’
Updated my pic on there just now:
Spooky Hotties Update
Wow, Spooky Hotties has more than two thousand members. Somehow moving the site to the new server I bought speeded up its performance but screwed up the way it imprints score and stuff on pix. Hope to get that fixed soon. Saturday night and I’m workin’ workin’ workin’
Updated my pic on there just now
Insomnia
Quit really drinking coffee a number of months ago, with mostly just the exception of application for menstrual cramps. Had a coffee tonight. Can’t sleep.
Lying awake thinking about the fragility and ephemeral nature of human connections. The weird ways in which sex and chemicals provide human bonds in our disconnected society.
Like if you drink waters with someone, it is meaningless to most people. If you drink beers, it is a bond. I’m happy my doctor was able to make it so I am no longer particularly allergic to alcohol, but I’m not sure I like the part where I sober up and can’t tell whether or not I like other people.
If you have a cool conversation with someone, it is meaningless to most people. If you include the potential for sexual relations, it is a bond. I want to be sexy. I think being sexy is good. But I used to be a lot sexier because I’m not sure I like the part where the other party realizes they are not getting the sex or the Relationship they want and they are not sure whether they like who they were conversing with.
It seems like lately, every time I put on some eyeliner and have a few drinks, there is some guy in a long term relationship telling me how I’m what he really wants, for the night, for a dirty weekend, forever, for his art, for his heart, for my perfection, for my flaws, for a lil bit o’ poon. Shortly thereafter, there is generally hostility. I’ve lost some of the weight I gained and I’m feeling more sexual energy as I feel healthier, but I don’t exactly look the best I ever have, and I’m kinda baffled by the repetition of this sort of interaction.
As I get some help with the work aspects of the online stuff I do, I’m thinking about finally putting up a personal site on AmeliaG.com. Maybe put some of my fiction up, information for people who want to stalk me, stuff like that.
Hot bath is finished running. Going to check what I’ve got on TiVo now and watch while I de-soggify.
Insomnia
Quit really drinking coffee a number of months ago, with mostly just the exception of application for menstrual cramps. Had a coffee tonight. Can’t sleep.
Lying awake thinking about the fragility and ephemeral nature of human connections. The weird ways in which sex and chemicals provide human bonds in our disconnected society.
Like if you drink waters with someone, it is meaningless to most people. If you drink beers, it is a bond. I’m happy my doctor was able to make it so I am no longer particularly allergic to alcohol, but I’m not sure I like the part where I sober up and can’t tell whether or not I like other people.
If you have a cool conversation with someone, it is meaningless to most people. If you include the potential for sexual relations, it is a bond. I want to be sexy. I think being sexy is good. But I used to be a lot sexier because I’m not sure I like the part where the other party realizes they are not getting the sex or the Relationship they want and they are not sure whether they like who they were conversing with.
It seems like lately, every time I put on some eyeliner and have a few drinks, there is some guy in a long term relationship telling me how I’m what he really wants, for the night, for a dirty weekend, forever, for his art, for his heart, for my perfection, for my flaws, for a lil bit o’ poon. Shortly thereafter, there is generally hostility. I’ve lost some of the weight I gained and I’m feeling more sexual energy as I feel healthier, but I don’t exactly look the best I ever have, and I’m kinda baffled by the repetition of this sort of interaction.
As I get some help with the work aspects of the online stuff I do, I’m thinking about finally putting up a personal site on AmeliaG.com. Maybe put some of my fiction up, information for people who want to stalk me, stuff like that.
Hot bath is finished running. Going to check what I’ve got on TiVo now and watch while I de-soggify.
BarelyEvil.com is HOT!
Been a little thin on the tittie posts in my journal lately, so here ya all go. Mr. Forrest Black just did a whole series of really fucking hot updates on Barely Evil. Check out a couple of shots from our shoots, which I particularly like, below:
You can visit the site to see more. 🙂
BarelyEvil.com is HOT!
Been a little thin on the tittie posts in my journal lately, so here ya all go. Mr. Forrest Black just did a whole series of really fucking hot updates on Barely Evil. Check out a couple of shots from our shoots, which I particularly like, below:
You can visit the site to see more. 🙂
Coders and Cannibals
So, you can take this quiz at http://www.malevole.com/mv/misc/killerquiz/ to see if you can pick out who is a serial killer and who invented a programming language, based on appearance. I got a 6/10. Apparently, the answer would be that both character classes are kinda creepy. Not that that is really a news bulletin.
PS Leftovers are yummy.
Coders and Cannibals
So, you can take this quiz at http://www.malevole.com/mv/misc/killerquiz/ to see if you can pick out who is a serial killer and who invented a programming language, based on appearance. I got a 6/10. Apparently, the answer would be that both character classes are kinda creepy. Not that that is really a news bulletin.
PS Leftovers are yummy.
Sated
I ate carrot ginger soup. Normally might not like that, but they were heavier on the ginger than the carrots. I had baby greens with blue cheese and pecans and vinegar dressing of some sort. I had turkey with amazing gravy. I had mashed potatoes. No low-carbing on Thanksgiving. I had yummy stuffing. I had brussel sprouts. Cranberry sauce. Weird little unidentified yellow veggies. Baby organic carrots. Rasberries and strawberries in a special cream sauce and a taste of someone else’s cinnamon gelato.
I so totally LOVE Los Angeles. Only in LA, is there a large choice of restaurants which will create Thanksgiving feasts. This was a damn good one too.
Thinking about doing some work now, so I can finish some stuff I’ve got about to launch. Also thinking about hitting the TiVo. Feeling good.
Sated
I ate carrot ginger soup. Normally might not like that, but they were heavier on the ginger than the carrots. I had baby greens with blue cheese and pecans and vinegar dressing of some sort. I had turkey with amazing gravy. I had mashed potatoes. No low-carbing on Thanksgiving. I had yummy stuffing. I had brussel sprouts. Cranberry sauce. Weird little unidentified yellow veggies. Baby organic carrots. Rasberries and strawberries in a special cream sauce and a taste of someone else’s cinnamon gelato.
I so totally LOVE Los Angeles. Only in LA, is there a large choice of restaurants which will create Thanksgiving feasts. This was a damn good one too.
Thinking about doing some work now, so I can finish some stuff I’ve got about to launch. Also thinking about hitting the TiVo. Feeling good.
Fucking Beverly Hills Vampires
I had to have a whole buncha blood drawn yesterday. It didn’t make me as sick as it did last time, but I think they used a bigger needle to make it go faster and I’ve got a giant track mark on my left arm now.
My grandmother was kind of tyrant about the family getting together for Thanksgiving. So my parents don’t do it at all. My brother may get in from Japan and get added to my restaurant reservations. Genocide can be yummy after all.
I got to have a lot of fun this weekend, while doing productive business. I’m about to bring someone I really like on board to do more cool Blue Blood work. I’m working on closing multiple deals I am genuinely happy and excited and optimistic about. I’ve been losing about ten pounds a month without dieting as I slide back towards a normal weight for me. I just got a haircut I love.
Feeling sort of off and low today though. Could be PMS. Forrest has a cold. I hope I’m not getting one too. More likely I’m just feeling the aftereffects of having so much blood drawn. Maybe I will drink some blueberry and pomegranite juice to get my blood sugar up.
Either it is one of those things or I’m actually kinda sad today. I might be sad because I intended to do some creative writing today, but I didn’t feel like it when I sat down at the computer. I might be sad because I hate the thing where I enjoy new groups of people so so so much when I first come across them, but then I see who hates who and infighting and two-faced politicking and all that are just things I’ve never learned to handle. I moved all the time as a kid, so, when a situation looks icky to me at all, I feel the urge to move on.
Holidays sort of piss me off. I don’t really take days off and things like weekends when other people don’t do anything productive kinda offend me.
Okay, going to go drink some juice and Perrier in a hot bath. I’m sure I will be feeling fine and ready for yummy food after that.
Fucking Beverly Hills Vampires
I had to have a whole buncha blood drawn yesterday. It didn’t make me as sick as it did last time, but I think they used a bigger needle to make it go faster and I’ve got a giant track mark on my left arm now.
My grandmother was kind of tyrant about the family getting together for Thanksgiving. So my parents don’t do it at all. My brother may get in from Japan and get added to my restaurant reservations. Genocide can be yummy after all.
I got to have a lot of fun this weekend, while doing productive business. I’m about to bring someone I really like on board to do more cool Blue Blood work. I’m working on closing multiple deals I am genuinely happy and excited and optimistic about. I’ve been losing about ten pounds a month without dieting as I slide back towards a normal weight for me. I just got a haircut I love.
Feeling sort of off and low today though. Could be PMS. Forrest has a cold. I hope I’m not getting one too. More likely I’m just feeling the aftereffects of having so much blood drawn. Maybe I will drink some blueberry and pomegranite juice to get my blood sugar up.
Either it is one of those things or I’m actually kinda sad today. I might be sad because I intended to do some creative writing today, but I didn’t feel like it when I sat down at the computer. I might be sad because I hate the thing where I enjoy new groups of people so so so much when I first come across them, but then I see who hates who and infighting and two-faced politicking and all that are just things I’ve never learned to handle. I moved all the time as a kid, so, when a situation looks icky to me at all, I feel the urge to move on.
Holidays sort of piss me off. I don’t really take days off and things like weekends when other people don’t do anything productive kinda offend me.
Okay, going to go drink some juice and Perrier in a hot bath. I’m sure I will be feeling fine and ready for yummy food after that.
I said a plain cheeseburger, motherfucker, why you make me kill you for nothin
So, I deliberately got and consumed most of a non-plain cheeseburger tonight for the first time in my life. I’m either growing as a person or being replaced by a pod person. Tough call which.
Bonus points to anyone who knows what the title of this post is a reference to.
Saturday night pix
So I was at this party sponsored by the people who bring you Girlie Zoo, so I this might explain any rambunctious behavior on my part.
Pix from said open bar Saturday night are now live at http://www.spookycash.com/fun/webmasteraccesssantamonica/saturday/index.html
