I can't f&^#%ING believe it! I went live almost a year later.. and wow!! Thanks to all the compliments! I'm inspired now to go shoot some hot chicks! Good thing I have a stripper party to go to this weekend! Yay!j and In got a new camera to play with!! And it's spring!! And I'm horny!! FaaaaaaaK! *sigh* I'm actually just sitting here in the cold second floor of my house checking my shiat on the cyberspace drinking a pbr and I have to pee like now!! Well, time to sign out and see ya later~
xoxoxo
rubyana~

This photoshoot was taken last summer.. June to be exact. WTF?? Am I ever going to go live? Shit- I don't even look like this anymore. I cut most of my hair off.. I don't understand how and why SG doesn't have control over when sets go live. I'm convinced that I'm never going to go live.. what, am I not hot enough? My tits aren't big enough? Not enough piercings in my face?? Ok, ok.. I'm bitching... but I'm also bleeding. WHAT.

I just had myself the best saturday night ever thanks to the Sparticus manufactured, personalized, skin-safe elastomer, odorless, easy to clean vibrator I like to call, Elvis.
After coming home from a friends birthday/dance party at 3 am, forgetting I'd ever recieved this 7 inch gurthy pleasure stick, I sprung right up out of bed and marched my naked little ass out to the car to retrieve it. (and, phew, was that a life saver.. I actually went home alone that night!) Upon opening the brand new clear package that seemed to wisper "fuck me" as my eager fingers tried to pry it open, I noticed these short jelly like tenticals sticking out of the dong all over it. So I stopped and actually read the package and they called them- "Tinglers for Intense Foreplay and Orgasm". Whatever, I had it open in 2.4 seconds.
After scavaging my room for three double A batteries that I eventually took from my walkman and another vibrator I had, I carefully placed them into the handle of Elvis, laid myself back into bed and turned the light off, because this was going to last a while...
One and a half hours later, I'm laying on my stomach with my hand between my legs, panting like a dog and thanking the gods I'd been given this gift. I reach over to put it away and noticed that I didn't even use all of it!! There's another attachment of somesorts I didn't have the patience to try and figure out. But all that means is more fun for me next Saturday night! Yeah baby!!
So I pass out and wake up 6 hours later.. and all I have to say is, I was still wet! Godam that's a good vibrator.
Rubyana Neptune Suicide~

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. My arm hurts. I think I'm getting tendonitis.. NOT OK!! I need my right hand.. I'm a cronic masterbater!! hahaha.. Camping Rocked!! I know where the clearest water is and I love it!!
My set still isn't queued!!@$%&* Oh well. Ok.. off werk time to bike my arse home!~
Till next time~

Give me a PbARrrrrrrrr.. I've been a pirate for the last two halloweens and still have me costume in me closet.. I'm actually content right now. ..been working out.. just about to get in the hot tub and sauna.. bk2 finally contacted me. ..bad news, but at least contact. My set still isn't f*in queued.. huh.sigh. oh well. I have some new pictures of me I'll load up soon as I'm home long enough to sit on my slow ass computer.
It's amazing how life unfolds and how quickly your life can change. Change is good and healthy. Now give me a PBArrrrrrgh!~
Going camping next weekend!!
Ok. bye.

Gawd. I miss my cousin so bad!! I hate it. ...and why isn't my set queued yet?? Jesus holy mother of god.. barf. Anyways, I'm frustrated. I hate not getting what I want. I now only have seven minutes on this damn computer and then I'm out. I paid a pretty quarter to be here.. (Coffee Cat on Alberta) What are people doing for the fourth? I think I'll be heading out to Sauvies Island with a friend to get the whole bod tan on the sandy shore... better bring the sun block because this bitch's ass is white!! yeah!~ Ok.. I feel better. Love you~

A dancer is on point on stage but when she steps into life she winds up tripping over nothing. Why is that? Because a dancer is like an evolved being. A dancer is an artist, so just like all the artists, musicians, writters, and people with unlimited imaginations, their minds are not always on what's in front of them. They could be walking and talking right along with you but don't think that they are on the same subject. Most times when they laugh at your joke they just happened to be laughing at what their crush said to them the night before at the right moment... so you think they're following along but they're really in their own head. Not that it's done intentionally, really, they're just swept away by their busy minds. Every so often they'll nod their head or mutter a uh-huh signifying they're not just being an asshole and ignoring you. Trust me, I know. I pretty much just explained myself. Hi. My name is Rubyana. I am a dancer. It's what I probably do the best and feel the most comfortable at thus far. There was a period I didn't dance for about ten years. When I started up again I couldn't understand why I'd ever stopped. Soon I joined my friends hip hop squad and later started up my own hip hop duo with my long time friend DLo.. We call ourselves Bounce Back. (Ya.. dats because we bounce back if you know what I mean.)
That is until I snapped my acl in half skateboarding down burnside half drunk thinking I was un breakable or something. On the wrong side of the street at dusk while it lightly rained. Oh ya, then I had surgery, held a fundraiser, and proceeded to dance in my high heeled boots and mini skirt till I snapped it AGAIN! So this concludes that I'm a hard learner with a thick skull. Stubborn as hell... but keep in mind I'm the girl with the big heart and a deep soul. My body might be young but I'm quite old. *My mom says I'm special* Noooo- not like that! I've always been the one that Mmm, everyone I know comes to talk to.. about anything and everything. Call me Dr. Ruby. Ooh.. I wanna play doctor... ... ... ...EhUm.
Anyways- and then there are those days that you just wanna wake up and start drinking... and I'm sure I'm not the only one. One day two of my girlfriends and I found this abandoned couch on the side of the road in N. Portland. It was baby blue vintage, half soaked with rain and perfect for our drunken photo adventure. DD and I made out all over that couch for about an hour. We had traffic circling the block just to get another look. Gawd I love that girl.. and I love spontaneous acts of public drunkeness..
Other times I like to get away and take a walk in the.. cemetary. I have my favorite. Being much older than my present body seems to draw me towards the past and peoples' history. I remember as a child being walked through a cemetary I lived next to by my grandmother. She made me stand on some random persons' grave while she took my picture. I was confused and curious as to why at the time but, I learned later that she was merely trying to teach me to not be afraid of death and dying. She herself had just died and was allowed back for a short time.. she told me she came back to give me a message. I won't go into detail about what it was but she died (for good) shortly thereafter and I know she still watches over me.
Ok, enough for now. I'll be back with more adventurous stories and pix to prove them later. Until then- Happy Masurbating!~ Muah~