Various Updates of the Strange and Weird It's funny. I was thinking that noone ever really talks about number 2 (you know what I mean) in their diaries, even though everyone does it and you should be able to talk about these things on a diary. Then, all of a sudden, lots of people start talking about it. ionme mentions some pretty fucking funny embarrassing jalapeno/anal sex effects, asit mentions his positive feelings about the issue, and then ladiebug talks about how she eats what can come out without giving her a hard time. Wow. I'm proud of them. I still can't talk about it. Can't you see me blushing? I got flashed yesterday on the way to work. I was standing at the bus stop, and this guy in a small pickup pulls up to the curb. He's wearing those black/gray/white camouflage pants, with his dick out. He waves it at me and asks, "Hey baby, do you want to have a good time?" I say, "No," he says, "Come on, it'll be fun!" "No," I again reply. He takes off at this point. I was smiling at him. It was all mildly amusing. I thought of saying something such as, "Isn't it kind of little?" which is what I was thinking, but was afraid he might shoot me or something. This morning, however, I was a bit worried that it would happen again, and I wasn't too happy about that. So, I guess my ego was a bit boosted that he picked me to flash (my depravity knows no limits), but mostly I don't really want to be flashed. The only cock I want to see is my husband's. Mmmm... yummy. Moving right along to this morning's bad dream, I was pregnant, six weeks from my due date. My husband and I were in our apartment, when someone knocked on the door. I went to answer it, my husband right behind me because he was trying to see who it was before I opened it. I had the door opened before I remembered to look. As soon as the door was free from the latch it was shoved open by this tall strong guy who hit my husband, sending him backwards into the living room. Then this guy picked me up, big belly and all, and told my husband he was going to take me and do things to me my husband wouldn't like. Then he fondled my left breast. (I was naked at this point, I don't know why.) I was completely petrified, because I was afraid that if I put up a fight I would hurt the baby. It was really awful, and at this point I was so scared I woke myself up. Talk about shitty. That's enough for now. I've got to go calculate the absolute energy levels for alizarin now, specifically the HOMO. |