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Cumpleaños de Solidad

As life ebbs , terrible vistas of emptiness reveal themselves. Indefatigable purpose sees me through this abyss like a droning lighthouse beam beckoning the way through a persistent perilous fog.  A single slice of cake sits before me in this food court as hollow as the midnight sea, bereft of character , as befitting as anything in this dull country of disillusionment. Hark the herald angels sing , glory to  ….   me , I’ll soon be leaving. So I close my eyes and make a wish upon my cumpleaños , a one way ticket out of this place for hell is empty – all the devils are here.  I’m an angel among  these diseased degenerates, their putrid stench clings …

Tears in the Rain

Live alone, cry alone. I have all these one paragraph attempts at recalling the sexiest sessions of the week but honestly I just can’t put pen to paper right now … or “finger to keyboard” which is more true but doesn’t sound as romantic.  I feel like one of those Charlie Brown comic strips where he’s got a storm captioned above his head or maybe just the word “sigh” with a contorted look on his face. My stomach hurts so much from worry that I literally cannot stand up straight to walk from my sofa here to the bathroom, I instead look like a hunched over grandmother of 90 years old trying to make the ten meter walk.  Instead of …

To Whom / or Whatever It May Concern :

Dawn has yet to break and rather than the quiet serenity that befells my condo at this early hour , there is an ominous weight in the air as the minutes feel like hours as they pass while I sit and wait for the scariest day of my life to unfold. It’s been a week of reflection for me.  Reflection on the thing that matters the most :  life itself.  Close friends of mine have always had a good laugh at the cows I paid for to save their lives when they were sick , and the ostriches I’ve saved , the baby birds I’ve nurtured that were found behind my house when I was young.  The common thread through …

Black Belt Mistress

The question is :  What are some good tips on how to be a good mistress for my boyfriend / husband ? The answer in general is : There are none.   My elaboration on the reply draws upon a unique experience I had at one of my few jiu jitsu classes ( I later discovered I enjoyed Muay Thai much more ) where there is a parallel between the black belt on the mat and the mindset of being a mistress. It was my third class  …  I know because I only attended four before I came to the conclusion that grabbing a guy by his nuts is equally effective as any technique I’d be learning on the mats.  At …

The Walking Dead S07 | Plot Matters

The Walking Dead Season 7 has convinced me that we as a society have not taken the proper measures to ensure all the smart people in the world have been getting laid and pro creating since the turn of the century. That’s right.  Since about the mid 1990’s people like Steven King , Arthur C. Clark , Stanley Kubrick ; and all other writers of the same quality died without any girls making sure they produced offspring.   Well Steven’s not dead but he’s a Red Sox fan so I hold out no hope for his children to have the willpower to write.  (yes i realize that doesn’t make much sense but I’m writing this while hungry and munching on broccoli so …

Learn Thai in 20 Minutes | #easyascanbe

How can one learn Thai in 20 minutes , really? Well , because the guy who created the language was the same guy who named our capital city after what us girls love to do with a hot guy after a few drinks.  No, I jest.  The reason is ,  if you can get yourself to think like you’re so remarkably stoned – to the point where you can barely put together 20 words of the language you speak – then that’s all you need to be fluent in Thai. And I can get you there in 20 minutes.  No not by feeding you mushroom cookies like they’re M&M’s , but by comparing how easy Thai is to this unnecessarily …

Je Ne Sais Quois | Every Mistress Has It

That “je ne sais quois” , we both have it.  Mistress Wael is incredibly, absolutely, extremely, supremely, unbelievably different than the creature of femdom I have become.  In trying to explain just why exactly that is to a gentleman who partook of Wael’s style last night , I found myself calling her here from school just to discuss why she thinks I’m so hardcore.  This is the email that set off my deep train of thought:   John James 9:18 AM (1 hour ago) to me I went to see Wael last night, it was amazing! I had a great time. She told me that you are harder? do you do it harder? I go back to England in 5 weeks. …

Poverty Explained in 3 Stories

Nah it’s not that bad (living in a poor country). I live on the American Embassy compound with a pool, gym, bar, tennis court etc.  My co-worker and I are members of the American club which has even better facilities and there are some nice pockets in these places with cool restaurants and stuff. I think you might enjoy this lifestyle. I know you have an insatiable thirst for knowledge and learning and I know you are interested in people. In a different life or maybe even in this life, if you wanted, I reckon you would make a great anthropologist! You said you would be miserable living somewhere poor like this but I think you underestimate yourself. Living in these …

How Resident Evil drove me to German

I had an epiphany last week.  It occurred while I was watching the latest Resident Evil movie.  I spend 2 hours each and every day pretty much sitting in a movie theater watching a movie that I absolutely hate because watching it makes me stupid.  Hollywood thinks I am an idiot. It’s as if the day after Roger Ebert died the entire movie industry let out a huge sigh of relief and said,  finally we can make movies as dumbed down as we want.  The movies now are so fucking bad that it makes me sick to my stomach to have to sit through one of them. At one point in Resident Evil I stopped watching the movie to do two …

One Foot – To the Other | Merry Christmas

“How?” I said , can I be glad and sad – but a person goes from one foot to the other. Christmas, that lonely, lovely crowded place in our heads. At Christmas, some of us hunger for a larger family life than perhaps we had. We were a family of three, we could never afford a holiday feast let alone a gift. But I had dreams , even living in a country where Christmas is only an un-celebrated day off , the books I had read always made me dream of friends , Santa , and gifts under a pine tree. Thank you dreams.  You are the large family which comforts. It doesn’t have to be typical. Just as I …