Monday, October 31, 2005

Sick Again

I feel like shit. I have a cold and haven't eaten today.

I wish there was a Pax around here. I miss their chicken noodle soup it always made me feel better. I would buy that with some "Apple Spice" herbal tea.

I'm going to have to settle for some Campbell's chicken noodle soup mix. You know the dehydrated soup that comes two packages to a box. I got a little black tea and some juice Darrell put in the fridge — I don't know what kind of juice it is yet, I hope it's orange juice.

M!ckey was supposed to be coming with some Buckley's, soup and juice. She couldn't make it. My sister was supposed to bring me some split pea soup from Mike's International. It can still happen.

Update: 6:10 PM

My brother got me Minute Maid Citrus Punch. At least it'll sooth my throat.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Anonymous Comments

I am not sure how many people read my blog regularly and I get most of my comments as direct emails or in instant messages, but if you have a comment please leave it here. I don't mind getting it in other ways but I'm sure others might be interested in what you have to say. Additionally, please leave a name instead of leaving your comment anonymous. For all of you not in the Blogger ring, you don't have to sign up.

Old Friends

Yahoo! 360° - The UniQue One Has Spoken

The other day I ran into someone, I was once very close to, on Yahoo! 360°. She was Destiny's roommate and best friend. I got close to her before I got close to Destiny and before Destiny and I was together she looked out for me, in every way she could. I guess then she was everything M!ckey is to me now.

The above link is to her blog on 360°. She deserved mention.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Stupid Bitches, An Addendum 2

My kid brother has been bitten by the stupid bitch bug too. He said this is the "most annoying convo (He's) ever had:"

SB2 [9:06 P.M.]: Can u call? please
"Dreamz" [9:06 P.M.]: i said i'll try
"Dreamz" [9:06 P.M.]: i got a lot of work 2 do
SB2 [9:08 P.M.]: ?
"Dreamz" [9:09 P.M.]: nevermind
SB2 [9:10 P.M.]: Ok
SB2 [9:11 P.M.]: Nevermind what?
"Dreamz" [9:11 P.M.]: i said i have a lot of work 2 do
SB2 [9:12 P.M.]: Then y did u say nevermind?
"Dreamz" [9:12 P.M.]: cuz u aint understand wat i said
SB2 [9:13 P.M.]: What did u say that i didnt understand?
"Dreamz" [9:14 P.M.]: i meant i aint feel like repeating myself
SB2 [9:15 P.M.]: Repeating what
"Dreamz" [9:15 P.M.]: nevermind
"Dreamz" [9:15 P.M.]: 4get it
SB2 [9:17 P.M.]: 4 get what. now u makin me feel like i did somethin. just say it
"Dreamz" [9:19 P.M.]: its nuttin
SB2 [9:19 P.M.]: ?
SB2 [9:20 P.M.]: Just say it
"Dreamz" [9:20 P.M.]: i already did u r not understanding me
SB2 [9:21 P.M.]: Please say it
"Dreamz" [9:21 P.M.]: i already said it mad times
SB2 [9:22 P.M.]: Said wat. is it bad
"Dreamz" [9:22 P.M.]: no
SB2 [9:23 P.M.]: Well what is it
"Dreamz" [9:23 P.M.]: i already told u
SB2 [9:24 P.M.]: Please just 1 more time? please 4 me
"Dreamz" [9:25 P.M.]: SB2 its nothing
SB2 [9:26 P.M.]: Please!!!!!!
"Dreamz" [9:26 P.M.]: OMG its nothing
SB2 [9:27 P.M.]: Please!!
"Dreamz" [9:27 P.M.]: umm....no
"Dreamz" [9:27 P.M.]: i already told u
"Dreamz" [9:27 P.M.]: its not a serious matter at all
SB2 [9:28 P.M.]: Please!
SB2 [9:33 P.M.]:  Ok
 "Dreamz" [9:35 P.M.]:  ok
 SB2 [9:35 P.M.]:  Ok wat?
 "Dreamz" [9:35 P.M.]:  u said ok so i said ok

I bet some of you can guess who she is. But don't post her name. The identity of these women should be kept in confidence for their saftey. Really, some of them should be stoned. Don't quote me on that either, we don't want congress to censor me.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Stupid Bitches, An Addendum

Grrrrrrr! Stupid bitches again, can't get away from them, they are all over the place. Today the sphere is somewhat limited to the web, but I'm pretty damn sure you will encounter one on the train or at the gas station tomorrow morning.

Ok, here's the scenario… This one airhead — I am being very nice about it in using the phrase "e;airhead"e; — I talk to all the time, well she is alright as a human being but lacks enough of a thought process to qualify as a door knob.

This is minor compared to the direction some of our conversations go in, but this was enough to really piss me off tonight:

Me:
can't sleep?
10:27:41 PM SB:
REALLY 
10:28:34 PM Me:
i mean u
10:28:43 PM SB:
NO 
10:28:45 PM SB:
I CANT 
10:28:49 PM Me:
when there is a question mark i am asking
10:30:09 PM SB:
WAT 
10:30:53 PM Me:
nm
10:31:30 PM SB:
YEA NEVA MIND 

Her name will remain anonymous for now. Again, I am being nice.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Daddy's Girl

Daddy's Girl, originally uploaded by Dramatic.

Makes me think happy thoughts and wonder just who is her "Daddy?"

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Flock Developer Preview

Germaine Bondage, originally uploaded by Dramatic. Germaine is ready to get spanked.

The new browser on the block, Flock. I can't wait to see how it shapes up.

Flock

17 Facts of Life

Got this in an email forward.

  1. Psychiatrists say that one of four people are mentally ill. Check three friends. If they're OK, you're it.
  2. Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question. "Yes" is the answer.
  3. Nothing in the known universe travels faster than a bad check.
  4. A truly wise man never plays leapfrog with a unicorn.
  5. It has recently been discovered that research causes cancer in rats.
  6. Always remember to pillage BEFORE you burn.
  7. If you are given an open-book exam, you will forget your book. If you are given a take-home test, you will forget where you live.
  8. The trouble with doing something right the first time is that nobody appreciates how difficult it was.
  9. It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.
  10. Paul's Law: You can't fall off the floor.
  11. The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.
  12. Paranoids are people, too; they have their own problems. It's easy to criticize, but if everybody hated you, you'd be paranoid, too.
  13. A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell and make you feel happy to be on your way.
  14. Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.
  15. Vital papers will demonstrate their vitality by moving from where you left them to where you can't find them.
  16. Law of Probability Dispersal: Whatever it is that hits the fan will not be evenly distributed.
  17. A .44 Magnum beats four aces.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Did I mention...

This is the time of year I start cleaning out my life. Who will make the cut this year?

I am cleaning off my buddy list and my address book — both digital and paper. My messengers are now down to about half. The address book on my phone also. My contact lists are next.

Females are acting up. The unnecessarily moody, bitchy displays are making it easy to cut your ass off.

Seriously, don't mean to offend anyone, but save us both some trouble. If you do not wish to be on my buddy lists or you otherwise don't want me to contact you, just say so. I will be happy to remove you from my life.

President Bush Urges Nation

President Bush Urges Nation | The Onion - America's Finest News Source

Hmmm, maybe my fellow Americans will vote him in a third term. LOL

Stephanie Is Done

Party Night, originally uploaded by Dramatic. Stephanie left the party to pay me a conjugal visit.

This probably the last time you are going to hear about Stephanie. Up until last Wednesday, I hadn't seen her since the pregnancy scare. She seeing someone new now. But she's doing that thing I hate sooo much, she is being around just to get on my fucking nerves and making back to back "What are you doing?" phone calls to her new fling. It's just plain stupid. It was fun while it lasted. It has come to a close. It is over.

My Day

I'm feeling angry right now. Actually, I'm fucking pissed.

I am listening to some O'Reilly shit about The Web 2.0 Conference.

The day started off pretty damn funny. My mother told my little brother if he wasn't out of the door by 7:45 a.m., she was going to fuck him up and throw his clothes out so he can dress in the street. Some funny shit, he already getting letters home from school.

Went out this evening tonight wish I hadn't. This is what my horoscope said for today:

Money and possessions are on your mind now -- and with good reason, too. Whatever you've been working on to make your financial situation more stable is about to come through. In the process, though, you may find that someone you were trusting to help you finish off the details isn't quite as skilled or reliable as you'd imagined. Before you give them what-for, however, think about it. Is it worth it?

Not really into it, but it struck a cord in me because it captured what I was feeling when I read it.

Overall, up until tonight I had a good day.

Somebody Coochie Itching

I recently noticed that an old beat buddy was scratching a lot. Fortunately, I stopped running up in that some time ago.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Baby Momma's Login Screen

bootPanel, originally uploaded by Dramatic.

The top name is her current boyfriend and the third name is me, Dramatic.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Tuesday, 18 August 1998

Jack threatened me w/ "don't come to me w/ that shit" It is implied that something will follow. He clearly has the ability to inflict harm on me. Doesn't this constitute an assault? Menacing?

He uses the fact that his mother is protecting him to prevent me from taking action. Doesn't it constitute harrasment?[sic]

Through it all she protected him. Now everyone has all but forgotten her. She lives with him. I'd rather be living on the street than to move back with her. I will not visit for more than a few minutes at a time, often months go by between visits. When he yells at her or sits there taking her food out of her plate, I don't say anything. I always told her I'd leave her to deal with her problem and there he is.

He is now 42 and she is 81. A lot of good people have come into her life and gone because of him.

I don't want to say I won't go to her wake or her funeral. Heck, I believe I will be responsible for paying for it, but I don't love her as much as I could have

This is the last entry in the pages that were saved from my journal. I may have written more, I may not have.

I ended up flunking out of school for not going. I just couldn't make it. If I was going I probably couldn't cope anyway. I remember drifting off to nowhere ending up in a daze. If I wasn't in my other worldly state I'd be asleep because I couldn't sleep at home.

That fall I moved out and in with my mother, brothers and sister on Lenox Road. It was OK for a while, until she moved anyway, then I moved back. I have been drifting and floating where the wind blows me ever since.

Tuesday, August 4th

Last night Jack got some money and got high. She waited till I was sleep to let him in. I woke up with he and his crackhead friend laid out in the living room.

Friday, 31 July 1998 – My Birthday

Just when it seems things couldn't get any worse. It's my birthday and I have to be in Family Court. She lied on me again, this time in front of the judge.

She said I hit Jack w/ the stick and repeatedly hit him in the head. She also said that I wouldn't stop even after she pleaded with me.

What am I to do when I am offered no other recourse?

I did pick up the golf club, I swung. It did not connect because I dropped it. We began to struggle. At that point I wasn't sure if he was trying to hit me with the club or not. After I hit him a couple of times he lost his grip on the club. The struggle continued. My shirt got torn at this time. I kicked him 2 - 3 times in the ribs and I threw him to the floor at the expense of her bench. He reached for the golf club and I stepped on it. That's how it broke. As I punched him, he began to raise the broken handle of the club to me. It had a jagged edge. I cut my hand trying to keep him from stabbing me with it. He was screaming "Please Deon, O.K., It won't happen again." All I can remember saying is "I'm going to kill you, I'm trying to get my life together, and you're not going to stop me." The fight ended when Mamite tripped over the broken bench and I stopped to make sure she was O.K.

She also neglected to mention that he came at me after she confronted him about my things and the whole time she was trying to defend him, he was trying to get at me.

This may be the end of this post or I lost a page with a paragraph.

Update: Saturday, October 29, 2005

Seems I've found a paragraph and a sentence to complete the journal…

On that Thursday I asked her about what I felt was owed me. She ignored me and I simply said "I know what I have to do." I went and picked up the wood block from the window and sat down on my bed. She jumped up got dressed and left the room. At this time I didn't know Jack was in the house. She went and told him that I was coming at him. How am I coming at him when I'd never left the room. About half an hour later I was still in the same spot when the phone rang. Nina called to warn me that he was in the hall w/ the police for me. The police came in and spoke to me. He insisted that the put in the report I threatened him w/ the block, when I never saw him before the police asked for me. He also had them put that I broke the club on him. She validated his lies and said I tried to hit him with the block.

I made sure I got the temp. Order of Protection on Friday.[sic]

Wednesday, July 22, 1998

My life gets crazier daily. When I came home from the precinct w/ P.O. I'd been met at the door by my grandmother. They demanded an audience w/ Jack. I was in shock when I found out that Mamite tried to make me out to be a lier. I asked Ateil why he hated me, I recieved no answer. I cried a bit.

Now I'm taking it as motivation. I refuse to let anything get in the way of me achieving my goals or impeding my means for attaining any ends. Today I feel only hate for the people I once loved dearly. I am going to use the order of protection to acquire the Section 8 I need to declare my independence. I am looking for a p/t job now. It will be enough to meet my immediate needs. I still have to put a marketable wardrobe together. I'm hoping my birthday works out for me.

Me and Lakish are on better terms. We finally had anal sex, it wasn't bad, but it wasn' anymore pleasurable for me than vaginal sex/actual intercourse. She said Lil' has to come live w/ me and and we established that I may not have time to tend to him properly.

My Elisa doesn't show me enough affection. I've spent much of the last week or so w/ her and Sandra. Sandra wants me to go everywhere w/ they are. Elisa's avoiding sex. She doesn't mind cumming though. The other day I had my thumb in it so long, my finger came out wrinkled. But this morning morning she told me that she was enjoying our little thing. That made me feel so good.

I've been extremely depressed lately. It's just life. Nothing's as it should be. I am, however, ascending. I think I've hit my personal bottom and for me there is no other way but up.

I will go back to school. I can trust myself to be myself. I wish I started sooner. I'll not let nothing get in my way. I don't trust anyone, save for "mom," Lakish, Lil,' brothers, sister. I wish, anyhow, everyone & thing all the best.

I have my 3-day Wonder diet: (I omitted the diet because it is irrelevant to everything else.)[sic]

I grew up pretty much alone. I raised myself. There were adults around most of the time but I always did my own thing. My Grandfather was sadistic and used to use me for demonstrations to his children. For instance, I remember once he hit me and gave me permission to hit him back. Every time he'd hit me, I was to hit him back. He would hit harder each time. Not only did it hurt me, but when it was over I was so confused. When I stopped he turned to Jack and Yves, his youngest and oldest respectively, and told then "See, I am stronger than him. No matter how hard he hits me, he knows he will never hit me as hard as I hit him." I was about 7 or 8 years old at the time and I was distancing myself from him and his drug addict children for the rest of my life.

When he went to the nursing home, I never went to visit him. When he got sick and was put in the hospital, I had better things to do. When he died I went to neither wake nor funeral. I simply had better things to do.

The little bonding between Lakish and I was a result of her trying to get back on my good side. She was giving me what I wanted to appease me. She cried the day we did that thing. I was gentle, it was to punish her. Today thinking back, I am sorry. She didn't deserve that.

I found out later that Elisa was also seeing the next woman's man and I was just a stand in. Later, over the years, she'd try to pursue a relationship with me on some level greater friendship, but I wouldn&39;t get into anything with her. Aside from the time it didn't work out we never tried to sleep with each other again.

I went back to school, this is the semester I flunked out. I did not have the money to travel back and forth.

Today, I trust people to be who they are and nothing more.

Tricksilver

QSLigature.png

I was using playing with my Powerbook this afternoon after my shower. I was actually setting up a shortcut to one of my folders. I just call anything I do on my Mac playing unless it's an actual project. Anyway, the app title of Quicksilver changed without my knowledge to Tricksilver and the icons and startup animation (last frame above) are Halloween themed. See this is what happens when you just click the update or upgrade button. I thought someone had hacked my computer, not that there is anything that important on here.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Friday, 10 July 1998

Today I am at the Family Court building. I been here since 7:45 a.m., it is now 1:40. I am here because I had a fight w/ Jack. Since he's been back I haven't been able to keep anything. We fought on the 5th. Here goes:

He threatened me w/ a non-specific "watch and see" then he approached me and I proceeded to defend myself. I picked up the golf club which I dropped and he picked up. If I wanted to hit him w/ it I could've but I didn't. When he picked it up I stepped on it and it broke. He attempted to stab me with the jagged edge. I handled myself O.K. it stopped when Mamite was knocked to the floor. I think she's afraid of him that's why she let's him terrorize everyone like that. I am passive to a fault. I should've been taking care of this from before. I wouldn't be here now. I can think of a million things I'd rather be doing.

Now I'm mad. She was trying to protect him. I beat the clothes off his ass. He ran out the house naked. I didn't write that he came at me with the club first. I don't think I ever wrote that more than money was missing. It was also games and miscellaneous other things.

I also don't think I wrote that I told her if he came back in the house I was going to hurt him or that she'd sneak him in when I was sleep and out before I woke up. I did not write that, Thursday, July 10th, I woke up early and he was there. So I told her that he'd better not be there when I get back from the laundry. She put him out for his safety. When I came back from the laundry, the cops were waiting for me. "Your uncle is afraid you're going to beat his ass" They advised me to go get the Order of Protection. A temporary one was issued on Friday and I had to come back to get the permanent one on the 31st, my birthday.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Wednesday, 24 June 1998

It's been a while since I posted from my journal. I have been trying to pay attention to current real life issues. Anyhow, here is another day in the life.

Today I am sick… my stress is building up and causing me physical maladie.

1 wk. ago 2day Elisa and myself spent more time 2gether & we had another session. She came harder than she did on Mon.

While I was on the phone w/ her Lakish kept calling & pushed me into an argument. I then, in tears, broke down & told her that I didn't want a relationship. She thinks it's because of Elisa. I tried to explain that I've felt this way 4 some time & that she makes it difficult for me to tell her how I feel.

Thursday Elisa & I made a bet that I couldn't get it w/i a wk.

Friday we spent the day together & held ea. other & kissed. She showered while I waited. I really wasn't trying to make any moves. I was watching t.v. & she went over 2 her bed 2 b. under the fan. After a couple of minutes I joined her. We kissed and held & touched ea. other. I sucked her nipples & she held my member & stroked it. I began to rub her clit again & things became all the more intense because we were wrapped up in ea. other kissing & holding her head 2 my chest & mine 2 hers. She climaxed. She went to get a "C." It was 2 snug but I wore it anyway. She proceeded to straddle me, she worried she did not know how 2 ride. We switched 2 modified "doggy" 4 a few moments. I held her tight, her face against mine. I inhaled as she exhaled, we took our breaths as 1. Her sighs & exstatic moans were a comfort 2 me. We eased up & she turned over, I plunged in2 her yet another time. She wanted her legs elevated. I tried not 2 thrust 2 forcefully, but periodically I pounded her cervix & she'd gulp. She taunted me w/ "it's small, huh" & "how long does it take 4 you to cum?" I asked what sort of guy she'd been w/. We never actually finished but I was satisfied just being w/ her. She's the most attentive lover I've ever had.

Later Friday evening we went to see Hav Plenty. We had McDonalds & walked around the Columbus Circle, Lincoln Sq. area.

Saturday night I spent w/ Lakish. Sunday me & La went to Manh. Mall & Macy*s. Between the 2 days she cried periodically. She told me that she wanted nothing more to do w/ me. She also spent the entire time threatening me w/ Lil' as leverage.

Jack emptied my "Taz" bank & I did nothing yet. I am filled w/ an anger I am no longer used 2.

Elisa & I haven't been speaking much.

This morning (2:30a.m) I recieved a series of calls w/ La in the backgrnd. crying & babbling. Eric, Kyonna & Lakish had been drinking & the called me because she was "out of control." They begged me to reconsider my position w/ La.[sic]

Reading all of this, as I type it out, for the first time since I wrote it, is really bringing back some memories. Good and bad memories. This summer was especially important because I took some time off from school and was planning to go back in August. I was enrolled in a vocational program at Covenant House, which lasted from June to August, I think.

My uncle was stealing from me. It was money I was using to get back and forth from Covenant House and money I was putting away to relieve some of the stress of trying to get money for transportation and books and food and whatever I was about to encounter at John Jay in August. It was bad enough I needed a grand for tuition.

I didn't write about how, when I arrived at Lakish's, she was laying face down on the floor in her own vomit, crying "Why?"

I'm a little more depressed now. I have always gone thru shit. When will it stop?

Advent Children

Damn I can't wait to see this movie.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Opera Web Browser

Opera is now free of ads and fees.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Fairy Tale

This was sent to me by Dori.

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat, contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.

The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: "Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am and then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so."

That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sautéed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself: I don't freaking think so.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Severe Depression

Seriously, I actually shed cry today. I am extremely depressed. I woke up not wanting to deal with anyone today. I'm starting to feel empty and hateful.

I'm tired of being hungry and having no money. My bills aren't paid. I might as well kiss my checking account goodbye. Every time M!ck3y has to buy me food a lil' piece of who I am, what makes me special, dies. It's not just her. It's anyone, really. Whether it be my mother, who I've been avoiding. I am tired of her remarks. She never has anything nice to say to me. Even the people who help me have no idea what the fuck I'm going thru.

I had to explain to my son's mother that if it hadn't been for her my life would have been better, easier. I would have had expanded options and means. I wouldn't be paying child support if anyone else I could have, should have been messing with had mothered my child — I wouldn't have been double and triple paying. If it had been anyone else I might not be a father. I made a stupid mistake. Still I can't see my life without my son.

What is it I am going thru? It's very hard to say. I can't breathe. I just want to die. I want it to be over. I mean everything. I even feel my son would be better off without me. I can't do anything for him. I can't contribute to his school events like I used to. I can't even feed him these days. I am starting to cry again.

You know, I have people talking about how I act. When all I get is stress from them. I love M!ck3y, more than I can even sum up in words. "Love's infinite books" would not be enough. She just can't seem to take a hint tho. We are together almost all the time. All of her free time anyway. And when we aren't we are on the phone. I don't mind. Honestly, if I did, I'd tell her — "Look leave me alone!" — But I don't. She my boo. She, no matter how much she tries, will never be the answer to all of my woes. She is there and that is really all I can ask.

I am down to my last five (5) pairs of underwear. I have one pair of jeans. This amounts to: I don't have enough clothes to last between laundry days. I don't have a coat. Didn't have one last year. That didn't go very well. I have a brand new pair of "Uptowns," completely unworn. I didn't even try them on yet. I'd sell them for Sixty dollars ($60). They are white with the black check.

I have a meeting at Williams Lea on Thursday. I'm afraid it's going to turn to shit. It's for a position that makes me the equivalent of the Waterboy and not Adam Sandler's either, he made good of that. I am or would be unimportant.

Now M!ck3y is seeing this guy named Kevin. Means I'm sidelined, if not already, it's coming. This also means that her attention and whatever resources she could divert my way has a new destination. Apparently she's been seeing him for some time and I only heard of him this weekend and I just got the details from her blog. I mean, I can't be with her. I don't want her to be alone. But she was all I had.

Overall I feel like shit. I feel like I'm being shitted on. I am cold and hungry and alone. Worst of all I'm afraid. Mostly afraid that I am right. Before if I were asked the question what is it I see before my fist, I'd answer my fate. Today I see nothing.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Updated Pictures For Rating

wink  Yo, I'm mad bored and playful right now. I ain't got no one to play with at the moment.

aa_unavail

♫ Beanie Sigel f. Grand Puba & Sadat X
Bread & Butter
The B. Coming

I changed my pics on Hot or Not and Online Booty Call which also resets my rating. As you can see from my sidebar I am currently at 8.6 on Hot or Not. I am a 10 on Online Booty Call. I've only been rated once there, I think that's the default rating.

Monday, 15 June 1998

On with the journal posts, I left off on Saturday, 13 June 1998

She told me that she needed to call me as much as I needed to speak to her.

Today we spent our 1st day together. She let me touch & rub her. She has 42 Trip. D breasts. She let me play w/ 'em, suck her nips. She'd tease me by pushing my hands away then put it back & shove it away again. I was invited to probe deeper w/ her coy smile & her calling eyes. She said she wanted to see how aggressive I could be. She climbed up in my lap and strattled me, thrust her breasts into my face and placed her nipples in my mouth. She joked about 'em being too big 4 me. She sat w/ her back to me & grinded herself into the bulge in my jeans. She asked me if I wanted to see how wet she was. When I took the challenge, much to my pleasure I said "Wow." I ran my it middle & fore fingers over her clit till she came. (This may turn into a players journal afterall)

When I got home I had a conversation w/ Lakish & Kyonna about 3 somes and other assorted freaky shit. Eric & his other wants someone to take pictures of 'em goin' @ it. L' said she'd do it. I'd do it if I were asked. I have also come to the conclusion that if my life isn't interesting now I'll make it so.[sic.]