If anyone dumps anymore freakin angst on me in the next 24 hours I am going to lock my front door, rip the phone line out of the wall and never ever talk to anyone again.

Hey! “Chasing that Neon Rainbow” by Alan Jackson is a Shottishe! (However that is spelled…) This was a fun discovery while drunk in my living rom…. heh.

Wow is the weekend booked like crazy already!

Friday: Eat dessert with very cool people.
In bed with Fairy Butch with a hot girly and friend. I look forward to meeting her friend! Any friend of this girly has got to be a nifty person.

Saturday: Dancing stuff intermitently during the afternoon.
Dyke march.
Bi ball? I have been asked to maybe head over with someone I am interested in. It could be very interesting…

Sunday: Parade watching (I wish I could march, but it isn’t a good idea.)
Work the Janus Booth tying up hot chicks.
Date with a hot boy. We’ll see how that goes… (Once again, I’m nervous. I am so silly.)

Will I see anyone at any of these events?

A friend commented last night..

“I used to be old school, now I’m just old.”

It was difficult to control my laughter.

Like I’m not already busy. Oy.

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I’m watching “Oliver!” After doing this show twice in one season when I wad 15 I never would have believed I would be willing to sit through it again… But I’m enjoying it. I am remembering all sorts of things that happened during that period of my life. I’m much happier now.

The weekend was… uhm… fabulous. The weekend began on Thursday for me. I got to go spend a little bit of time with a nifty boy in Davis and dance with him. Anna’s graduation was remarkably painless. I enjoyed meeting her boy. He is cute and sweet and polite. I wish he knew that she is mad for him. erf. Dancing Friday night was pretty good. There were many missing faces that I mourned, but such is life. I had several nice boys choose to ask me to dance multiple times and that was swell. Saturday was a good talk with Tom. Relationship stuff. As isn’t much of a shock things are strange with Tom. I think things have been strange with Tom since I fell in love with him. I’m starting to take some of his quirks less personally, which is a big deal. It is significant personal progress on my part in general. I love him, and I have some hard choices to make soon.

Saturday night was Black Sheets. Damn was it hot. I had a blast. I had sex with Dad much to my still freaked-outedness. I haven’t finished processing that act. I’m working on it. It was scary. It actually was really painful and not that erotic. I don’t like his piercing. The blowjob was more fun than the penetration, but such is life. 🙂 He is really happy about it. He thinks it will bring us closer. I don’t know. I was already very attached to him and I don’t see how it is likely to change. *shrug* I flirted very actively with two boys that I met there. It was really funky for me. I have never been that active/busy of a hussy before…. dude. I made out with/was spanked by one of them and that was it. I uhhh got a bit more active with the other boy but it didn’t go that far. He had rules 🙂 I’m not sure how much I really wanted to do with him, so I was actually happy he had limits. I’ve heard from one of them so far… I’m not sure if I want to follow up on it. I can’t go to the next Black Sheets because I will be in Eureka teaching sm classes. I need to talk to the organizer about that more… hmmm

Sunday I had a date with Paul and we watched “Saved!” I liked it. Very amusing trite sort of movie. I recommend it for humor sake. We had a disappointing time at Mo’s b-day dinner. Then we went and picked up Katie. God DAMN is she hot. The play between the three of us is pretty fun. Although this wasn’t really play so much as just sex. 🙂 I spent all of Monday with Katie getting to know her better. We got familiar with one another’s history’s. She is so sweet. I really like her. I am going to enjoy spending more time with her in the future. I went to the Plough and then Death Guild. Yay dancing.

I flaked on my plans for after Death Guild because I was sooooo tired. My head hurt and I felt ready to cry. I just wasn’t up to a date. I am really sorry. I don’t like flaking. It is the second time I have cancelled plans with this person and soon he is going to decide that I am not worth the effort. Just wait and watch. *sigh* I am overscheduling myself and I’m not handling it well.

(side note- Oliver! is up to my favorite song. Yay!)

This afternoon I had lunch and a lovely chat with a gorgeous woman. She gave me an out for my relationship with Tom. I have to decide how I feel about that. Really trippy to think that I really am not trapped in any way. I am here because I want to be here. Do I want to be here?

Uhm well, if anyone wants to get ahold of me before ohhh Wednesday, please call me. I don’t think I will be checking email as I’m house hopping. Yay dates.

I am home from Monterey. It was amusing. I had guys buy me drinks for the first time. The bartender gave me his number. Wow. What an experience.

School schedule: I will be doing summer school from June 28th-August 6th Mon-Thurs 10:30-12:50. Ewwwww *sigh* It must be done though.

Real school starts August 25th. There will be a little bit of a gap in there.

Classes over the summer do start late enough in the day for me to stay out and play nights. Thank Gawd. I would have cried otherwise.

In other news: I’m ready to stop now. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/boot_slut/39702.html#cutid1) Really. I’m ready. I’m really ready to be done by Saturday so that I can be a big slut.

Yay for busy schedules!

I’m not usually very good at deciding what I want to eat. Rather frequently I will decide to not eat at all because I can’t decide. (Obviously, judging by my frame, this doesn’t happen that often.) So it’s 3pm and I haven’t eaten anything yet. Granted, I have only been awake for 3 1/2 hours so it isn’t that big of a deal. I go look into the fridge. I’ve been on a fruit buying kick this week. This is weird and somewhat bad because though I love to buy fruit I really don’t eat that much of it. For some reason the simple act of buying fruit makes me happy. I don’t get it. Most of the fruit in my fridge was probably perfect yesterday. Hm. I’m leaving in the morning for Monterey and I won’t be back for three days. hmmm. None of this will be happy by then. Alright alright…. Fruit it is! Oh, and I have lots of lettuce (I bought interesting lettuce instead of my standard romaine). So I now have in front of me: a big salad, grapes, strawberries, cherries, oranges. Oh, and to accompany the myriad of foods, 4 drinks. Diet Pepsi Vanilla, oj, water, and a dainty white russian. (I’m totally into these things right now. It is probably bad.) And to keep my company while I nosh: Rob Roy. Hell yeah Raven…. that man is inspiring to watch… *swoon*

After my lunch: laundry and cleaning up. I haven’t had a chance to put my stuff away from Alaska. I want my guest room floor back.

So, would anyone like to go see Scotty Emerick with me on Wednesday?

I was asked last night about the status of my love life. I had to stop and think about that for several minutes. Uhm… well…

Things with Tom… well… he is starting to actually say he misses me and ask for time with me. I think this is a huge deal. He is also starting to schedule lots of weekends off doing car stuff which eliminates the time I had planned to spend with him. Ok, I guess I will fill it elsewhere.

Noah still rocks pretty darn hard. We get along well. We are both still very into the NRE and very eager to see one another. I see him at least once a week and it is good. I’ve also started to get to know his primary and she is pretty freakin amazing. I’m excited by the prospects that exist in that direction for friendship.

Uhm, no… I haven’t stopped seeing Ricky. *sigh* I am such a dumbass. I did, however, set very clear boundaries on how much teasing he is allowed to do towards me and I was very honest with him about how I feel. I think that is a step in the right direction. I don’t see him much either. Like once a month. I think that isn’t overly taunting myself with what I can’t have.

DA! DA rocks so hard. He is the person I went to Alaska with and I can’t wait to see him again. He is so thoroughly nifty. We are talking on the phone quite a bit. I can’t see him till the end of August. He is in New York. 🙁

Paul is very cool and I look forward to seeing more of him. He is the only scene person in the mix on a serious level. He is mean and nasty!!! *bounce* cool. *bounce* I think my relationship has a very limited future with him because we are very much “not in the same place in life” and uhhh well… yeah. I’m breaking my age rule to date him at all. He is so very fun though. I think he’s a friend I play with and kiss. Yeah. That’s what it is. That way I’m not breaking the age rule.

I’m getting involved with a truly hot girl. Katie is so amazing. She is finishing up her necessary stuff to become a psychologist. She has done a bunch of porn. She is gorgeous and soooooooooo smart. Smart is so sexy. She looks really amazing when she comes. 🙂

Matthew is the minister. I dig him a lot. Although he is kind of clingy, and that trips me out.

Xavier is obnoxious. He is going away.

Emmett is a friend.

James. Mic.

I scanned through my friends list in the few minutes I have before I run away from the computer again for a few days.

People are hurting. I am so sorry. If I could help in any way I would, but I can’t. I will smack God upside the head and tell him to lay off of all of you if you want.

I’m going to BaGG tonight. 🙂

I hereby rescind my last post. A girl got suspended for her classroom behavior today (a number of things including telling me off in spanish. I may not be fluent, but I sure understand “Fuck you bitch” and “whore”. So the school decided they didn’t want me to come back the rest of the week. ?!?! uhm. excuse me? What in the hell did I do wrong? Whatever. Fine. I am quite certain I can find ways to fill my time.

and boy did that boy prove me right. Or something like that. It hurt! It really did! I freaked!

I had the most brutal sex that I have had in years this weekend. As in, felt like a rape scene, ow my insides hurt, my mind started checking out brutal. It was incredibly intense. I started shutting down during the event, despite the fact that I knew in some corner of my brain that I should call the scene. After scene processing involved him telling me that he thought I would be able to handle a lot more than that based on how I talk. Doh! I guess I should keep my mouth shut more? Or maybe it was just the way he interpreted or something… I don’t know. There was some sort of interesting disconnect there.
*In the interests of fair representation, the boy was very worried about things having gone too far. He was very concerned about me. This was more extreme than he usually plays and he wasn’t running roughshod over me. 🙂 He is a very nice boy. He isn’t just a sick, twisted, evil, sadistic bastard. *giggle*

Anyway. The strange thing was, as soon as I really came back into my head and started feeling ok again I wasn’t fine, I was elated. I wanted to go back into that deep dark scary place something fierce. As soon as the hurting was over I wanted it to hurt again. But I was so scared in the moment… I’m not sure I get it.

Then we had an amazing conversation about God. I cried. Just a little bit, but it was a huge thing to me.

Then he fucked me again. Oh my god. AGAIN?!
Then again.

I guess younger guys have some pretty serious advantages. wowsa.

And the conversation inbetween all this fucking was seriously amazing.

Bloody GU boys. *sigh* Fine…. I’ll drive… Sheesh.

I am in a much better mood. Noah came over and snuggled me and talked to me. He gave me a massage and we did other really nifty bonding stuff. He spent the night as well. I slept between the two boys who love me. I couldn’t remain upset in that situation. It just isn’t possible.

I woke up this morning thinking, “God doesn’t hate me right now.” I am so incredibly lucky. When I’m having a shitty day, I can ask for help/attention. Thank you all so much for your words of support. I’m dealing with the situation in a proper fashion. I talked to the Principal and she is going to talk to HR for me and see what is going on. She had no idea why I would be black listed. That is odd, yet comforting. She told me it is never too late to make amends. The situation will be dealt with.

I’m really grateful for me friends. Thank you.

I was just told that I am black listed from one of the schools in my district. All of a sudden I totally question the wisdom of me going into teaching at all. I question the wisdom of me ever leaving my house again. I feel like shit. I want to cut. I feel so completely worthless.

Fuck. I’m talking to a boy on IM. He is keeping me from focusing on my paper. I really want to fuck him.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I wish I could stop thinking with my cunt today.

My mother told me: “In every relationship where people love one another, there is always one person who is more in love than the other. You never want to be more in love because you surrender your power.”

This is seriously weighing on my mind as I think about the people in my life. I was told that I have stopped talking about the boys in my life, but people (who are local) know I am dating Noah and so there is a lot of speculation about where my relationship with him is going. I don’t know. It is getting more serious. With every date, every week that goes by, I like him more and more. He makes me happy and is rather singularly devoted to making me happy. Go figure. I think more and more that he is a keeper. This has meant sacrificing a bit of more casual attention in order to give him time. He has actually asked me to give him time over other people. I thought that was significant. I have done so happily. Things are going very well. Although I worry a bit about my general tendency to settle into serial monogamy. I only slept with Tom for a long time. When I started doing poly stuff, I pretty much only slept with Anthony for a few months. When I stopped sleeping with Anthony there was down time before I started sleeping with Noah. I haven’t slept with anyone new since I have been sleeping with Noah. Tom is my once a month hook-up. oy. (He has managed twice this month! Yay!)

I told Ricky that I will not be pursuing him as any sort of a partner because he is terrible for my self-esteem. Now if he wasn’t such an absolutely amazing kisser I could avoid him at parties as well. *sigh* I don’t think I am going to get over this boy terribly easily or quickly. Damnit.

This weekend has resulted in my being asked out by three new people. Oy. Uhm… June… talk to me in June… I leave in 10 days. I am spending 5 of those days with Tom. I think that is the most optimal way for me to spend my time. 🙂