Boy oh boy do I have stuff to say.....
My life has been very interesting lately. I'm looking for houses with some of my friends. I get to move in with my favorite married couple J and Jessie and the lovely Miss Siri. I'm so glad because I am sick of living alone and we found a fucking sweat house in a great area.
I've decided to start seeing a sex therapist because no matter house sexual I am I have never had an orgasm nor have I ever masturbated. I never thought it was all that important until recently. I want to thank my friend Adrian who has been so great to me even though I know I have cause her pain. She has been helping me realize how important self love is. She is sending me a book called "Sex for One" by Betty Dodson which she has been ranting and raving about for months. She is also sending me a vibrator and a poem from what I hear. I'll let you know how it goes.
I am also glad that a lot of my friends have been giving me great advice on this matter and helping me understand that being sexy and/or sexual should be for you and not necessarily for the opposite sex.
Im going on a road trip to Denver next week to get my ferret. My mom is going to be visiting her boyfriend there from Ohio and she is going to fly my ferret in so that I can pick him up and smuggle him into California. I miss him so much. I wish had never left him there. The sad thing is that it was supposed to be a big road trip with lots of friends and we were going to camp on the way. Unfortunately one of my friends friends is going to be visiting from New York so no one wants to go. I though that I would have to go by myself but luckily my friend Jessie said she would go with me because she loves road trips and has driven to Denver several times. Shes the one that I am moving in with so it will be nice to get to know her better before we do that.
Thats all for now
My life has been very interesting lately. I'm looking for houses with some of my friends. I get to move in with my favorite married couple J and Jessie and the lovely Miss Siri. I'm so glad because I am sick of living alone and we found a fucking sweat house in a great area.
I've decided to start seeing a sex therapist because no matter house sexual I am I have never had an orgasm nor have I ever masturbated. I never thought it was all that important until recently. I want to thank my friend Adrian who has been so great to me even though I know I have cause her pain. She has been helping me realize how important self love is. She is sending me a book called "Sex for One" by Betty Dodson which she has been ranting and raving about for months. She is also sending me a vibrator and a poem from what I hear. I'll let you know how it goes.
I am also glad that a lot of my friends have been giving me great advice on this matter and helping me understand that being sexy and/or sexual should be for you and not necessarily for the opposite sex.
Im going on a road trip to Denver next week to get my ferret. My mom is going to be visiting her boyfriend there from Ohio and she is going to fly my ferret in so that I can pick him up and smuggle him into California. I miss him so much. I wish had never left him there. The sad thing is that it was supposed to be a big road trip with lots of friends and we were going to camp on the way. Unfortunately one of my friends friends is going to be visiting from New York so no one wants to go. I though that I would have to go by myself but luckily my friend Jessie said she would go with me because she loves road trips and has driven to Denver several times. Shes the one that I am moving in with so it will be nice to get to know her better before we do that.
Thats all for now
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As for the therapist, good call. Self-love is VERY important. It sounds like Adrians got your back in that department. (Figuratively speaking that is) A vibrator is an amazing tool that goes beyond the call of duty for singles as well as couples. DAMN GIRL!!! Its about time you had one! Hows the book she gave you? Anything particularly good in it?
I hope your trip to Denver is going well.
WARNING: Beyond this point lays a ridiculously long ferret tangent:
I cant say whether Ive ever had a ferret or not. You see, when I was in elementary school my family got a ferret while I was away at summer camp. My mom sent me a pic of it playing with my siblings and wrote a little note saying, Ferris the Ferret cant wait for you to get home so he can play with you too! I was sooooo jealous! My brothers and sister were having so much fun with our new ferret and there I was stranded in the woods, hundreds of miles away from what I knew was going to be my new best friend, eating Sloppy Joes and drinking bug juice a.k.a. KoolAid.
So weeks after being at camp it was finally time to go home. I was sad to leave my new palls from camp and all but just knowing that MY ferret was waiting for me at home made it easier. So I get off the bus my family covers me with hugs and kisses and I am whisked into the car and we go home to MY new ferret. We get to the house and I run inside looking for Ferris. I search my room, both my brothers rooms, and my sisters too, but I didnt see him. So I widened my hunt. Determined to find MY ferret I searched moms room, the family, the living room, and all of the bathrooms too. Ferris was nowhere to be found. The whole time my family was just standing there with my luggage watching me dash from room to room like Speedy Gonzales not knowing what the hell was wrong with me. Finally my mother got a hold of me and asked what was wrong. In a state of panic I cried out asking where they hid Ferris the Ferret! I could see my moms heart drop to the flour when she realized that she had sent me the pic. that I mentioned earlier.
You see, my mom decided to return him a few days after getting him, for one reason or another, and neglected to tell me about it because I never even saw it. So while my siblings got to touch and play with a ferret that they only had for a few days, I had him in my head for almost a month thinking of all the adventures we were going to have and in reality I never got to do any of that stuff with it! All I had was that damn picture. So for that entire month, in my mind, I was best friends with a ferret that hadnt ever met, nore was I going to. I know my attachment to it may sound like a bit much now, but at the time I was only 7! A candy bar was a big deal then too. The big question is, did I have a ferret or didnt I.
[Edited on Mar 26, 2005 7:44PM]
That is what I think.