Sprinkles22
Angel with a Crooked Halo
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*sniffles* Makes me miss my Freckles sooooooo much. She was a beautiful beagle and our "little girl".
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Need a favor, can someone please test the 'Advanced Search Function' here and see if it is functioning for them and post back here for me the results![]()
It doesn't work very well at all
I dropped my cell phone in the toliet last night, right in the middle of a sexy phone conversation, which explains why I was in the ladies room on the phone at work. (That call was supposed to make up for the no Valentine in my mail yesterday. And it was on it's way to doing so... Damn it all!!! )
Thankfully, I fished it out of "clean" toliet water. LOL
I dried it out in front of a small desk fan at work and amazingly, it seems to be working today. ;-)

*ponders and wonders exactly what was said to make ADR drop her phone - or what she was doing besides talking at the time*![]()
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*ponders and wonders exactly what was said to make ADR drop her phone - or what she was doing besides talking at the time*![]()
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I suspect she ran out of hands...![]()
I think sometimes we take this whole BDSM thing too seriously. We get involved with all these deep dark discussions of the Reptile Mind, and what really goes on in the Internal Playground of the Perverse and we forget to laugh. We forget to fall in love. We get all "Yes Master" and "No Master" and You Must Follow All the Rules of BDSM's ONE TRUE WAY and then we start debating about these mystical rules that "everyone knows". No-one gets to make all the rules for all of us. There is no ONE TRUE WAY, but everybody starts arguing and bitching and being stupid about it.
I never watched a lot of Ally McBeal, but there was this one scene where the one lawyer (the curly haired guy who's on Numb3rs now) was sitting in his office chair and he morphed into a little kid as he asked "Where did the fun go?" cause he wasn't having fun anymore. I know a kinkster who's so bogged down in the Somber Reality of the Rules right now that it's not fun anymore. Being the submissive means sometimes you have to do what you don't want to do in a way that you don't like to do it, but we suck it up. Some people expect us to be that way ALL the TIME! There's no more joy in her submission and her Master is saying "it's not supposed to be fun, it's supposed to be work." But is it supposed to be work all the time? Where is the joy in that? I take a certain amount of joy in my submission, but I'm not a martyr. Do submissives have to be martyrs for the cause?
The other day, Ms. T and I were watching a movie and we started goofing around, throwing popcorn and fruit loops at each other and feeding each other different movie lines from BAD movies. And we totally camped it up. We both dissolved into giggles, and ended up in a pile on the floor (because I was laughing so hard I missed the sofa when I flopped down, and she fell over next to me) laughing our asses off. It was fun! And it didn't diminish her Domliness, or make me less subbly, even when I put fruit loops down her panties. I've been told that I was sammy and bad and Not a True Submissive over this, and there were a lot of disapproving faces at the munch this evening when I mentioned it. I was told by someone whom normally I get along with "I canNOT believe you pulled that shit and she let you get away with it. NO submissive of mine would ever dream of pranks like that." I managed to bite my tongue, but I almost blurted out "Maybe that's why you can't keep one. No-one can be a pillar of sobriety ALL the time." Honestly, I've been here for about 8 months and he's always looking for a new sub. He's gone through 5 or 6 since I've been here. Ms. T happened to overhear his comment and burst out laughing, and then said almost the exact same thing.
I don't think I could do this, if I wasn't with a Domme who not only appreciates my talent for the absurd, but occasionally indulges it. And if that means I'm not subby enough for you, then maybe you aren't Domly enough for me.
Damn. How did a Canadian get so smart? Oh, that's right. She went to school in the States.
Please, folks, I know our educational system sucks - I was part of it (and no, that's not why it sucks, smartasses!). I just wanted to yank Snowy's chain a little bit while praising her at the same time - don't want her getting a big head, ya know?
Damn. How did a Canadian get so smart? Oh, that's right. She went to school in the States.
Please, folks, I know our educational system sucks - I was part of it (and no, that's not why it sucks, smartasses!). I just wanted to yank Snowy's chain a little bit while praising her at the same time - don't want her getting a big head, ya know?
*pokes Sir W with a cocoa spoon*Teasing Canadians is my favorite pastime!
Seen the latest Degrassi, ehhhhh?
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Ah, so that's what happens when the red button is pressed. I wonder what happens if the blue button is pressed?![]()
Dove..you beat me to it.
That post is EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think sometimes we take this whole BDSM thing too seriously. We get involved with all these deep dark discussions of the Reptile Mind, and what really goes on in the Internal Playground of the Perverse and we forget to laugh. We forget to fall in love. We get all "Yes Master" and "No Master" and You Must Follow All the Rules of BDSM's ONE TRUE WAY and then we start debating about these mystical rules that "everyone knows". No-one gets to make all the rules for all of us. There is no ONE TRUE WAY, but everybody starts arguing and bitching and being stupid about it.
I never watched a lot of Ally McBeal, but there was this one scene where the one lawyer (the curly haired guy who's on Numb3rs now) was sitting in his office chair and he morphed into a little kid as he asked "Where did the fun go?" cause he wasn't having fun anymore. I know a kinkster who's so bogged down in the Somber Reality of the Rules right now that it's not fun anymore. Being the submissive means sometimes you have to do what you don't want to do in a way that you don't like to do it, but we suck it up. Some people expect us to be that way ALL the TIME! There's no more joy in her submission and her Master is saying "it's not supposed to be fun, it's supposed to be work." But is it supposed to be work all the time? Where is the joy in that? I take a certain amount of joy in my submission, but I'm not a martyr. Do submissives have to be martyrs for the cause?
The other day, Ms. T and I were watching a movie and we started goofing around, throwing popcorn and fruit loops at each other and feeding each other different movie lines from BAD movies. And we totally camped it up. We both dissolved into giggles, and ended up in a pile on the floor (because I was laughing so hard I missed the sofa when I flopped down, and she fell over next to me) laughing our asses off. It was fun! And it didn't diminish her Domliness, or make me less subbly, even when I put fruit loops down her panties. I've been told that I was sammy and bad and Not a True Submissive over this, and there were a lot of disapproving faces at the munch this evening when I mentioned it. I was told by someone whom normally I get along with "I canNOT believe you pulled that shit and she let you get away with it. NO submissive of mine would ever dream of pranks like that." I managed to bite my tongue, but I almost blurted out "Maybe that's why you can't keep one. No-one can be a pillar of sobriety ALL the time." Honestly, I've been here for about 8 months and he's always looking for a new sub. He's gone through 5 or 6 since I've been here. Ms. T happened to overhear his comment and burst out laughing, and then said almost the exact same thing.
I don't think I could do this, if I wasn't with a Domme who not only appreciates my talent for the absurd, but occasionally indulges it. And if that means I'm not subby enough for you, then maybe you aren't Domly enough for me.