I didn’t have a cup of coffee, at all, from around 9 am Friday until like 4 pm Sunday. Even since then I’ve only had a couple cups. Black tea with milk and honey is going down a lot better and eases my sore throat at the same time…
Tea and Sadists and Circus Trains
Taylor seems to be enjoying me being sick. Sounds weird, right? And it’s not that he likes me feeling crappy so much as he seems to find me cute when I’m miserable, even when it’s a cold that’s doing it and not him. Red nose, trailing tissues, fuzzy blanket, pathetic pout…
Biopsies and Bed Sheets
I went out and bought all new bedding today. New sheets and pillow cases and comforters. I can’t WAIT to go to bed.
“If today were a man I’d punch him in the dick” ~ OnyxStSyr
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.
Pretty pretty princess (a rant)
Bunch of hooplah over on FetLife. What’s new, right? I’m extremely stressed out over the constant slavier-than-thou bullshit I see all over the place. I’m not a fucking slave, god damn it. I don’t have to behave the way you do, the way the folks in Laura Antoniou’s books do or the way Master Meatmeister
Weepy ol’ sour puss
I have no idea what happened to me today. I had such a good day yesterday and today I woke up a wreck. Crying. I’ve cried over corned beef and cabbage, safewords, Taylor’s goatee… It’s nuts. I think it might be a hormonal thing. I’m sort of spotting (not that most of you care) and, since
Nilla Wafers and Dying of Death
So this dying of death cold/flu/coughing/fever thing that’s taken over my house? It really sucks. Taylor is so sick he’s, basically, slept for three days straight. He’s up a few hours in the middle of the night/early morning and that’s about it. He’s literally sleeping 20 hours a day. I’m not feeling so great myself
Human
So I quit smoking. It’ll be two weeks on Sunday. And I promptly got sick. I have this wicked, horrible head cold going on. I”m sicker than I’ve been in a long, long time. Miserable. My nose is red and swollen and painful. My throat hurts. My sinuses are plugged and running at the same
The World in the Plastic Bubble
I’ve been ranting for years about the safety police when it comes to BDSM. I’ve long been a proponent of being aware of the risk and making your own decisions; of not sticking your nose in and telling other people what they “must” do in order to be safe. I’m really starting to get aggravated by the
Random Stuff
1) I have over two hundred blogs in my feed reader. Closer to two fifty. I find myself skimming, wheeling my mouse over them too damned fast to really even judge if something is worth reading. I know I have to weed some of them out but, oh my gods, that’s a lot of work.
Ready for some Vanilla crap?
My thyroid is whacked. Sure, we already knew that. But after almost four months of taking the levothyroxin my numbers still suck. My T3 and T4 (for those who know what this stuff means) are pretty much okay. But my TSH is 14.8 (the "normal" being considered below 5 for most labs, the "optimal" being




