Cayacin.
That's the stuff that makes hot peppers hot.
See, I cook. Being a vegeterian, it's an essential skill. If I couldn't cook, I wouldn't have a lot of options for eating. Don't get me wrong - these days it's easy to be a vegeterian. There are a ton of ready-made meat substitutes available that are pretty convincing - a category of products that I've personally labeled SMeat - simulated meat.
No kidding. Check out the local supermarket. If you're anywhere near a major civic center you can probably get fake burgers, ribs, chicken wings, and the like. Given how expensive meat actually is, there isn't a whole lot of cost difference (actually, soy substitutes should probably be much cheaper, but at the current time they're priced so that they're comperable to meat products).
Anyway, I like to cook - it's good to make your own food, even if ready-made is available. I'm also into routine, so every weekend I take whatever produce happens to be in my fridge and toss it in a big pot. The result is enough soup or stew to keep me fed for the following week.
And I'm also a big fan of hot peppers, which is where the Cayacin comes in. Usually I end up with a handful of peppers that get tossed into my soup. I can't resist buying them, so I always have a stock in the fridge waiting to be used.
When you cut a pepper, you need to clean out the seeds (and usually the bulk of the veins, since the seeds are connected). So, cleaning peppers means slicing them open and getting your hands covered in the essential oils in them.
There's one essential oil that haunts me constantly.
You guessed it...
Cayacin.
When you cut the peppers it gets on your hands, and there's no way to wash it off easily. The oils stick to your hands tenaciously, and only time (or a deliberate dousing in milk or youghurt) will dispell them.
The problem is, the skin on a cook's hands is tough, and you don't really notice the Cayacin, Your hands don't burn with pepper essense.
Then you do something that's totally unconscious... like scratching your balls or rubbing your nose. --That-- skin isn't hardened against the Cayacin.
Fuck!
I'm sure somebody is selling this shit as a sex-aid, but right now I am in serious pain... again. It happens every time, but I still buy hot peppers, and I still make the damn soup, and every time I tell myself I will -not- touch any part of my anatomy that is sensitive.
And yet somehow I do.
Fuck-squared!
OK, under the right circumstances this kind of over-stimulation would be fun... but I'm here by myself, dammit, and I have no intention of performing a laying-on-of-hands under the current circumstances...
You get the picture -- Enough for now.
Dragon
That's the stuff that makes hot peppers hot.
See, I cook. Being a vegeterian, it's an essential skill. If I couldn't cook, I wouldn't have a lot of options for eating. Don't get me wrong - these days it's easy to be a vegeterian. There are a ton of ready-made meat substitutes available that are pretty convincing - a category of products that I've personally labeled SMeat - simulated meat.
No kidding. Check out the local supermarket. If you're anywhere near a major civic center you can probably get fake burgers, ribs, chicken wings, and the like. Given how expensive meat actually is, there isn't a whole lot of cost difference (actually, soy substitutes should probably be much cheaper, but at the current time they're priced so that they're comperable to meat products).
Anyway, I like to cook - it's good to make your own food, even if ready-made is available. I'm also into routine, so every weekend I take whatever produce happens to be in my fridge and toss it in a big pot. The result is enough soup or stew to keep me fed for the following week.
And I'm also a big fan of hot peppers, which is where the Cayacin comes in. Usually I end up with a handful of peppers that get tossed into my soup. I can't resist buying them, so I always have a stock in the fridge waiting to be used.
When you cut a pepper, you need to clean out the seeds (and usually the bulk of the veins, since the seeds are connected). So, cleaning peppers means slicing them open and getting your hands covered in the essential oils in them.
There's one essential oil that haunts me constantly.
You guessed it...
Cayacin.
When you cut the peppers it gets on your hands, and there's no way to wash it off easily. The oils stick to your hands tenaciously, and only time (or a deliberate dousing in milk or youghurt) will dispell them.
The problem is, the skin on a cook's hands is tough, and you don't really notice the Cayacin, Your hands don't burn with pepper essense.
Then you do something that's totally unconscious... like scratching your balls or rubbing your nose. --That-- skin isn't hardened against the Cayacin.
Fuck!
I'm sure somebody is selling this shit as a sex-aid, but right now I am in serious pain... again. It happens every time, but I still buy hot peppers, and I still make the damn soup, and every time I tell myself I will -not- touch any part of my anatomy that is sensitive.
And yet somehow I do.
Fuck-squared!
OK, under the right circumstances this kind of over-stimulation would be fun... but I'm here by myself, dammit, and I have no intention of performing a laying-on-of-hands under the current circumstances...
You get the picture -- Enough for now.
Dragon
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jovanka:
Yeah well I'm not getting my hopes up but I'll let you know if anything happens! Theres just nothing going on here and I haven't heard anything from your neck of the woods so I gotta keep looking.....
jovanka:
Thanks babe. I appreciate the support. One day we will write that movie...but for now I can't even find Blood Sausage on my comp, ...want to read it agian...can you send it to me?