akasnuggles

Whatever that be which thinks, understands, wills and acts, it is something celestial and divine.

i dont often wish death upon anyone. i just sometimes hope for a suicide or two.
that sounds very much like the opening line of some shitty emo song, huh? maybe the chorus. Maybe, if sung correctly, some lame-ass deathmetal anthem, eh? eh? eh? think about it.

Finding Nimo has the largest body count of any other animated Disney movie. For this reason alone, it holds a special place in my heart. seriously, next to Sword In The Stone, i think it's the best they've done.
It also took up to four days to render one frame of animation. 24 frames a second, 100 minutes, you do the math.

I bit my tongue three times last nightthis morning. Or afternoon, really. (Evening?) Before I woke up, hows that.
Its because I sport an overbite. While I sleep, the tip of my tongue rests against the top row of teeth, whilst the bottom of my tongue rests on the lower row. When I wake up and after I yawn, when I stretch, my lower jaw shifts and catches my tongue in the top row of teeth.
And it hurts. It feels as I imagine a circumcision feels. A tongue circumcision? Yes, a tongue circumcision.
I dont to it all the time, every time, just once in a while. And today I put in three.
And I also woke up with my ear in a great deal of pain. It was because I was laying on it. My ear hurt because I was laying on it, how pussy is that?
To put it in perspective, I have a feather pillow. One that Ive had since I was a little kid. One of two pillows I will never get rid of.
I have a tendency to develop an attachment to inanimate objects. Pillows, electronics, books, cardsIm a packrat by nature. Anything that might hold some sentimental value, I keep. I mean, the pillows are even in their original pillowcases for fucksake. The one, the feather pillows pillowcase looks more like cheesecloth than cotton, thats how old it is. I mean, I have a few boxes in the basement that are just filled with shit Ive collected and cant bring myself to get rid of.
I have every PSM (PlayStation Magazine) from December 98 on.
Anyway, back to the earwhen I lay on the pillow for too long, it gets hard. I mean, fucking, rock fucking hard. I can kill wolves with this pillow when its packed down. So, over the course of an hour of sleeping on it, in the same position, it gets pretty tough. And if I spend that sleeping time on my side, with my ear to the pillow, the pressure gets to it and, when I try to move, it hurts super-bad.
It doesnt hurt till I move the ear from the pillow, though. And if I put it right back down, it doesnt hurt at all.
Every once in a while, I wake up with a great pain, like someone just popped me in the ear. This is unnerving at best.
Theres a certain strategy that one uses in a situation such as this. I call it The Band-Aid Strategy. If I move off slowly, it feels like my ear is being torn off the side of my head. Same if I try to slowly, slowly, move my head off the pillowto ease the pressure off.
So, instead, I move quickly, I roll onto my back. And it hurts, bad. But only for a minute or two, then Im asleep again.
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I had a dream last night that someone gave me seven cents. Seven pennies. This, as I see it, is either seven thoughts or three-and-a-half opinions.
But whatever.
I cant remember what I was supposed to do with the pennies, I think give em to someone or something. I remember a girl, but I dunno.
Prolly the girl.
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My biggest sexual fantasy: To have sex in the rain. In a thunderstorm or something. A hard rain shower.
Its like, you know how when its raining, and it has a chill to the drops and it kinda stops your breathor stutters it. Steals it or something. I think theres a kind of heightened sensuality there. I could be wrong, but prolly not.
I dunno if this is a fetish or not, but there it is, in all its vanilla glory.
I dont want a threesome, Im not interested in two chicks. A chick and a guy might pique my interest, my curiosity, but thats it. I mean, Ive had things in my butt before, how bad could it be?
I dont like crowds, so an orgy is out.
I dont wanna bang strangers, so swinging is out.
Role playing? Im a bad actor, I have a low tolerance for my own stupidity. Because Im a bad actor, dirty talk is also kinda outit feels too forced, too fake. Unless it comes naturally, I wont talk dirty. This also outs phone sex and dirty prank calls.
Bondage, domination and S&Mthey interest me in a superficial manner. I think theyre erotic, I find it sensual, but the hardcore stuff is a bithardcore. It might be good foreplay, but its definitely not a sexual realm Id hazard a visit to. That is, I dont find it sexual. I cant do a chick thats tied down and I think my mind would be traveling thru too many bad things to keep hard whilst tied up.
Im interested in the pain/pleasure thing, but, again, not to the farthest extent. Im too polite to be a sadist, too pussy to be a hardcore masochist.
I wonder, is there such a thing as a dominated sadist? Or a masochistic dominator?
I want you to hit me as hard as you can! I guess, maybe so.
To be a Dominated Sadist there would have to be three people involved, I think. The DS, the dominator, and the person the DS is giving orders to.
Does mental anguish count as domination? In which case, the dominator can tell the DS not to dominate anyone. Thats gotta count for something, right?
Hmm.
Sorry, back to original thought: Fetishes.
No foot fetish, no food fetish, no balloon fetish, no medical fetish. Though, I do find uniforms kinda tight. Nurses, cops et al. But I think that falls more under, like, cosplay, yeah?
I find that Ill look into most every fringe, deviant sexual fetish atleast once.
Im kinda into voyeurism, but not hardcore. Theres a panty fetish in there somewhere. MILF, schoolgirl, every age (within reason), every type, every color combination, every style, every perversion.
Certain things are passing fascinations, some things are comfort zones, some are dark, weird, never-tell-your-friends-yr-into-it types, some are acquired tastes, some are cultivated preferences.
Voyeurism, public nudity, masturbationI wanna fuck a nun, by the way. I dont think Ive ever said that in a journal entry, but I do. Techo-eroticism, psycho-sexual, bi-curious and bored as fuck.
By Bi-Curious, I mean, like, if Johnny Depp, Dustin Hoffman, Timothy Olyphant or Carlos (INTERPOL) become available (READ: drunk and within my vicinity), Id surely not hesitate to jump.
Yes, thats right, kiddies, Ill take advantage of a drunk Dustin Hoffman.
I have no idea how to finish this entry, Ive been trying since: Sorry, back to original thought: Fetishes. but my fingers keep a tickin.
So
Boop.




















bitches.