My facebook status reads “This being sick thing? It’s starting to suck ass. All week? Seriously? Fuck you, sick.”

Put down the iPhone, turn off twitter, close your feed reader…

Shut it all down, shut it all off and go be good to yourself for an hour. You do not have to do that one more thing, take care of this one last item. Just… pause. You’ll thank yourself for it, I promise.

Why is it so cool when “mean” guys do sweet things?

Taylor slept until one then took a nap from four until five. I’m envious. I want sleep, crazy, whenever I want it sleep, damn it.

Seriously stupid people, like low IQ, shuffling dolts, cant’ help that they’re stupid and I’m very tolerant. But when semi (or even fully) intelligent people act stupid? I get growly.

Pulling my hair out, the blog is fuckered up. Read more to see how you can see new posts!

I saw this picture and it suited how I feel today just fucking perfectly.
Dragged down, wore out and mind numbingly tired.
I’ve actually been feeling that way since the whole Daylight Savings Time ends/fall back thingy.
It’s freaking dark at like…  noon.  *blink*
The days drag on endlessly.  Except from like eight til midnight.
It’s crazy.
Like, right now, it’s seven o’clock [...]

Have I mentioned that I love lazy Sundays in bed?
I do.
This morning I got up, let the dogs out, made some coffee, let the dogs back in, grabbed my mug and headed back to the bedroom.  Taylor was like…  ”You’re going back to bed????” and before I could even say anything, he was like…  ”well, [...]

So life around here is normal.  It’s been normal and good with few bumps other than the normal ones caused by a submissive housemouse picking up a job for a good, long time.
It’s been, what?  A year?  Since I had angst?
Ack.
I need angst!
Actually, I do have stuff I angst over.  It’s just repetitive to post [...]

Today?  Included motorcycle rides.  BBQ.  Ass sex.  Cappuccino.  Nachos.  And a bite on the back of my neck that dropped me to my knees and had me feeling around for blood.  After which I called Taylor Edward and asked when he was going to start sparkling.
Then I ran for my life.
Not bad for a Monday.
I [...]

So I’m on my lunch break, sitting outside on my balcony with the laptoppy, a steaming mug of french vanilla java, homemade chocolate chip cookies, a smoke (yes, I started again. shame. fuck off) and the urge to sigh a big, huge sigh of relief.
You would think that working from home would be easy.
And, yanno, [...]

So I was cruising around FetLife, looking for something to inspire a rant or some deep thought or…  whatever.  Cuz, yanno, life in the Taylor y puss casa has been damned quiet and normal and uneventful for a damned long time.  (For those who may not know, puss = me.  Taylor calls me puss)  And [...]

I’ve discovered that not getting enough sleep, getting interrupted sleep or even thinking I’m not going to get enough sleep is enough to turn me into a demon.
I lash out while I’m sleeping at any touch, the slightest elbow jab, a pillow stuffed over on my side of the bed that doesn’t belong there, the [...]

So the other day, Taylor and I were fuckin’ away.  I was propped up on the Wedge, ass up, head down.  I’d already gotten off once and could tell he was about to.  So I squeezed my kegel muscles super tight…
And squirted a stream that hit my knees.
It left a huge puddle on my bed.
Now [...]

I don’t know what crawled up my ass today but I went to the store to buy new bras and ended up going on a freakin’ shopping spree.  I came home with two pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, five tanks, three tees, five bras, eleven pair of panties and two pair of shoes. [...]

Ugh.  I haven’t written a "real" post in almost two weeks.
Life has become exceedingly busy.
Weekends are spent out and about, riding and enjoying the summer.  And the weekdays?  Work, work and more work.
It’s been a long time since I put in anything resembling full time hours.  And even though I’m working from home it’s still [...]

Holy shit, I have had a busy week.  From a busy weekend – other than Sit-Around-Sunday – right into a busy week.
Work has gotten more intense as I take on a few extra responsibilities – not that I’m complaining! I have a dream jobby sort of thing!  But it’s left me with little time to [...]

So I log in to FetLife today – which I no longer do each and every day cuz I’m flippin’ busy, man – and the first things I see on my front page?
“People who think dog rape is a-ok” and “Another day, another shoot at Kink”.
Wandering over to my groups I found “Is slave a [...]

I’m all…  bleh today.
The air conditioner isn’t cooling the whole house so I had to block off the kitchen doorway – which improved things a lot but now the kitchen and bathroom are stifling and I can’t work up the energy to get in the tub.  Isn’t that awful?  Added to it I don’t want [...]

I have nothing worthwhile to say today.  I’m tired. Worn out.  Sunburned to the lobster point. Quite spacey. Dehydrated a bit.  Achy.  Unfit company for intelligent human beings.
I’ll share some pics, though
This is Lake Michigan. We rode along the lake for a bit yesterday on our 5 hour bike ride.

It’s fucking hot.  Eighty degrees and muggy and humid and nasty.  The Teen is sleeping.  Taylor is sleeping.  I know better than to attempt a nap this late in the day so I took a bath.  Bad idea.  Now I’m even more hot since I’m incapable of taking a cool bath.  I have a freaking [...]

Normally, I’m one of those girls who really likes her marks and bruises.  Welts and scabs and rainbows of purple, red, green and yellow – and the constant pressing and picking at those marks – make me feel happy.  They remind me of whatever activity caused them and the lingering pain keeps me slightly aroused.
That [...]

Well, I seem to be getting over my case of the sads.  Did much talking with the kid and with Taylor and we resolved quite a few things and, in general, felt better for having talked so life is good.
I also got my new camera yesterday.  A new camera goes a long way toward ending [...]

Yanno…
I had a blog post half typed out and I just deleted it.
I got nothing really to say.
My kid has completely fucked up his second semester of school.  He’s a good kid.  He’s just not all that fucking smart. In fact, he struggles with school and always has.  Unfortunately, this year he got so behind [...]

So, if you follow kaya around on Fetlife you’re bound to come across some of the funniest and snarkiest and gobsmacking-ist topics. Which, of course, make the best blog fodder.
Today I came across one dealing with rules; Masters rules vs community/group rules and which rules take precedence.
And I’m all…
Duh.
Why the fuck would I be involved [...]