Sick of this head-fuck run around that a boy is giving me; I know i'm contradicting what I said before in a friends' blog comments, but you can't insist on being interested, have someone confide in you constantly and have them keep their distance, even though they admit it and regret pushing people away, but still want to hang out.
Another nice reminder as to why I just don't bother anymore.
I'm extra-cranky as I have a headache now
Another nice reminder as to why I just don't bother anymore.
I'm extra-cranky as I have a headache now
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I would really appreciate peoples' opinions on this;
(Sorry, it's a bit of a long one)
(Sorry, it's a bit of a long one)
Shit, I must be doing something right and if nothing else comes of it, it's extremely flattering.
I went to another kink-suspension yesterday and although the round trip was about six hours-as it was held in a farm/bed and breakfast in the countryside-it was one of the most interesting things i've done and seen in recent times.
I witnessed a pull for the first time and was privy to a woman suspending while a guy (we just referred to him as "the stockman") cracked two whips, landing pretty accurately on her backside while she swung back and forth, whilst she cackled or yelled at him every time he missed and hit her foot. The former is something I want to try, the latter was one of the more "in your face" real-life things i've seen; hanging from a tree in a farm in the middle of nowhere in the drizzling rain while a small crowd is gathered, laughing or cringing in unison with the suspendee......I suppose i'd describe it as being a bit surreal, yet almost like some sort of weird, intimate privilege that only the small crowd is privy to
This is the third suspension i've attended and the best one. The three of us aren't into your "stereotypical" kink business, so we did feel like voyeurs to an extent and by the way people interacted with each other, it was apparent that they'd already linked with each other through different kink events in Melbourne. Hugging, stroking, kissing, spanking, whipping.......you name it, I don't doubt at some point that it happened.
The trip there in the car was so awesome. As 2nd graders who tease each other do in the playground, we just hung shit on each other because we like each other and try to outwit one another. I've also *almost* been talked into going skydiving with them. Almost.
Today, I skated at a public session and hadn't attended a sunday training (we play dodgem kids and it can be interesting because they're fearless, yet have no motor skills) really, ever-I rocked up in stretchy jeans-which did the job-but I got so overheated and frustrated with the little flailing arms and stacking everywhere that I must've made a really pissed off face, because a coach skated up to me when i'd slowed down and asked;
"Are you alright? You look like you're about to throw up or cry"
Which made me laugh, but only because it came from her. It just took some water, taking my wristguards off and sitting down for a bit to stop fuming.
Then we did the super-exciting job (that probably comes across as being sarcastic, but it's not) or painting the track so it has exactly the same markings and measurements as an actual derby track. Sweet.
I'm going to a David Bowie-themed wedding on wednesday
Oh and I adopted a kitten the other day; his name is Remy
I witnessed a pull for the first time and was privy to a woman suspending while a guy (we just referred to him as "the stockman") cracked two whips, landing pretty accurately on her backside while she swung back and forth, whilst she cackled or yelled at him every time he missed and hit her foot. The former is something I want to try, the latter was one of the more "in your face" real-life things i've seen; hanging from a tree in a farm in the middle of nowhere in the drizzling rain while a small crowd is gathered, laughing or cringing in unison with the suspendee......I suppose i'd describe it as being a bit surreal, yet almost like some sort of weird, intimate privilege that only the small crowd is privy to
This is the third suspension i've attended and the best one. The three of us aren't into your "stereotypical" kink business, so we did feel like voyeurs to an extent and by the way people interacted with each other, it was apparent that they'd already linked with each other through different kink events in Melbourne. Hugging, stroking, kissing, spanking, whipping.......you name it, I don't doubt at some point that it happened.
The trip there in the car was so awesome. As 2nd graders who tease each other do in the playground, we just hung shit on each other because we like each other and try to outwit one another. I've also *almost* been talked into going skydiving with them. Almost.
Today, I skated at a public session and hadn't attended a sunday training (we play dodgem kids and it can be interesting because they're fearless, yet have no motor skills) really, ever-I rocked up in stretchy jeans-which did the job-but I got so overheated and frustrated with the little flailing arms and stacking everywhere that I must've made a really pissed off face, because a coach skated up to me when i'd slowed down and asked;
"Are you alright? You look like you're about to throw up or cry"
Which made me laugh, but only because it came from her. It just took some water, taking my wristguards off and sitting down for a bit to stop fuming.
Then we did the super-exciting job (that probably comes across as being sarcastic, but it's not) or painting the track so it has exactly the same markings and measurements as an actual derby track. Sweet.
I'm going to a David Bowie-themed wedding on wednesday
Oh and I adopted a kitten the other day; his name is Remy
Uninspired atm,
I've been busting myself at training and have noticed a difference, but another question for you all;
why is it all the "wrong" people seem arrogant and all the humble people get left behind?
I've been busting myself at training and have noticed a difference, but another question for you all;
why is it all the "wrong" people seem arrogant and all the humble people get left behind?
I had a great time last night, and considering that things have been kind of shitty at my end recently, I think I deserved it.
I know everyone's first job sucks, but since starting mine when I was 15, I have never had any inclination to do anything with co-workers outside of work itself; except for last night. One of the girls I work with came along and we had an awesome time seeing one of my favourite bands and just having a few beers, enjoying the guy-to-girl ratio (in our favour very much so
), finding pretty much everything amusing and finally, enjoying not being gawked at for being tattooed. Yes, mine are visible unless i'm wearing a snuggie and if you're going to ask me what response to expect from the general public for putting them out there it's "basic manners"; no staring, no rude comments. But that would be in an ideal World.
Stayed over at hers after and it was good to just relax and talk slightly drunken crap and about anything and everything til 2am.
Seriously, I will never tire of sweaty, shirtless hardcore and metal frontmen losing their shit on stage
I just don't enjoy almost getting punched in the face every time by guys skanking, especially the ones that try to use the rest of the crowd as a bouncy castle
It was also nice to know by means of my friend doing hilarious epic "shifty eyes" and waving arm signals that the drummer from one of the opening bands was doing an absolutely horrible and obvious job of checking me out. Not trying to blow my own horn, but I needed to hear that because I never do. Too bad I was too shy/not drunk enough to say anything
So since I originally wrote that, I tried to doze off and two friends I haven't seen for AGES rocked up; one had come from the city and another from a few suburbs away and we went for a beer and then tracked some more people down to catch up with. Seriously, I haven't laughed that hard in ages. I know tomorrow will be good, monday will be awful, but things will pick up again on tuesday when I get to go to training
Oh and I booked for another sitting for my 1/2 sleeve, 3-4 hours' worth. Excited to get more work done and i'm really looking forward to it (duh)
I know everyone's first job sucks, but since starting mine when I was 15, I have never had any inclination to do anything with co-workers outside of work itself; except for last night. One of the girls I work with came along and we had an awesome time seeing one of my favourite bands and just having a few beers, enjoying the guy-to-girl ratio (in our favour very much so
), finding pretty much everything amusing and finally, enjoying not being gawked at for being tattooed. Yes, mine are visible unless i'm wearing a snuggie and if you're going to ask me what response to expect from the general public for putting them out there it's "basic manners"; no staring, no rude comments. But that would be in an ideal World.Stayed over at hers after and it was good to just relax and talk slightly drunken crap and about anything and everything til 2am.
Seriously, I will never tire of sweaty, shirtless hardcore and metal frontmen losing their shit on stage
I just don't enjoy almost getting punched in the face every time by guys skanking, especially the ones that try to use the rest of the crowd as a bouncy castle
It was also nice to know by means of my friend doing hilarious epic "shifty eyes" and waving arm signals that the drummer from one of the opening bands was doing an absolutely horrible and obvious job of checking me out. Not trying to blow my own horn, but I needed to hear that because I never do. Too bad I was too shy/not drunk enough to say anything
So since I originally wrote that, I tried to doze off and two friends I haven't seen for AGES rocked up; one had come from the city and another from a few suburbs away and we went for a beer and then tracked some more people down to catch up with. Seriously, I haven't laughed that hard in ages. I know tomorrow will be good, monday will be awful, but things will pick up again on tuesday when I get to go to training
Oh and I booked for another sitting for my 1/2 sleeve, 3-4 hours' worth. Excited to get more work done and i'm really looking forward to it (duh)
