Extra Juice

Well, it’s happening…quite unexpected at my age (38) but there it is.  When my hormones balanced, I got a surge of  um, extra energy.  It was still fairly easy to control until recently.  Now, it’s not so easy.  Thoughts of naughtyness plague my days and nights, and I’m having trouble maintaining my former Ice Queen demeanor.

…and like dogs smelling a bitch (female dog) in heat in the air, all my old bitches (human dildoes) are either calling or placing themselves back in my view.  Guys who needlessly blocked me even though I don’t initiate non emergency conversations with non platonic contacts unless they’re actually my boyfriend, are popping up again.

It’s probably because they realized it was needless, since I didn’t block them because I have the self discipline to just not talk to someone who’s just a dick on legs, but still…the timing.  If they’re waiting for me to talk to them, they’ll be waiting forever.  I’m extremely horny, but not stupid.

So I’m glad someone a very long time ago invented belly dancing.  I don’t know what I’d do without it.  It’s a good outlet for extra sexual energy.  Aside of my survival instinct, it’s the only thing keeping me from falling for stuff like one of my ex boyfriends showing up with his Arab James Dean rebel with puppy eyes seduction.

Woi-woi-woi…he looked so damned good.  If I fell, I’d have slid across the floor.

F*ed-upgrades

I work at home, and one of my jobs is an online course instructor.  I have a couple of learning sites that I run myself, but I also contract for another.

Awhile ago, without warning anyone, they “upgraded”.  The new CMS is absolutely horrible, loads as slowly as molasses in February, and has a ton of unnecessary “features” that are useless since there are no instructions to use them, or they’re just not needed.

Because of these “upgrades”, what used to take an hour of work takes two.  I’m grading assignments from the gradebook area and email instead of  the individual assignment grading forms.

I wrote to the site about it, but they don’t seem to care.  They’re making more from ad revenue than promoting the instructors anymore I guess.  So as long as they’re getting clicks, the fact that they’re getting them because people are frustrated and will take any outlink that works, doesn’t matter.

I’m at the end of my patience with them.

Porn Industry Needs a Handjob-er-handout

Well, this bit of news caught my eye this morning.  Larry Flynt and Joe Francis are going to ask the government for a $5 billie bailout.

I don’t know how successful it’ll be, but well, if they’re going to bail out the other unscrupulous social engineers of the American nightmare, then they might as well break some off for porn too.  To give to fossil fuel dependent automobiles and not to porn would be hypocritical.

Besides, without the proliferation of statistically correct mainstream porn, American society might actually develop into one in which a wider variety of beauty is considered acceptable.  Applicants might actually start being chosen for their real hotness again.  They can’t let that happen again, right?  To keep guys wanking to cyborgs costs money for parts and servicing.  Can you imagine what will happen to American industry if people realize that less than graphically perfect women are capable of enjoying sex and being good at it?  Men might actually start approaching women, getting laid, and being satisfied with someone who actually cares about them.  People might start watching home made videos of real couples, and requiring exotic dancers actually know how to dance.

Or maybe I’m being too optimistic.  I don’t oppose the porn industry.  What I oppose is industrialized porn.  None of the bailout money will make it into the hands of the alternative scene.  At best, it’ll trickle down somewhat into fetish and niche departments of the mainstreamed companies.  The underground flavored club owner or Mistress with a stable of exhibitionist slaves making independent dvd’s won’t see any of that money.

First Post

Hi everyone!

Well, this is my first post as a WordPress.com community member.  I have a few WordPress blogs on my own websites, and thought I’d give the main site a whirl.  So far, so good.  There aren’t as many themes as I’d like, but it’s a fair tradeoff for the ease of use.

A little about me: I’m a 38 year old Black American woman living in Haifa, Israel.  I moved here with my second and last husband about 11 years ago.  Even though the marriage didn’t last, due to bad luck, not lack of love, the place kind of grew on me.

Yes, it’s kind of scary to live here, but not more scary than say, the D.C. area, where I lived before here.

I describe myself as non conventionally hot because I know I’m not the mainstream cup of tea, but I like what I see when I look in the mirror.  Even better, I like who I am, and sleep well at night when I’m not embroiled in work or a good book.  What other people think, I don’t know so I can’t say.  I’m not a mind reader.  Some people would probably say I was beautiful so as to not hurt my feelings, while others might say I’m hideous just to hurt my feelings.  What they legitimately believe or not, I can only gauge by their actions, but even then I could be wrong.  So though it’s flattering to receive compliments, it is what I see that matters to me most.

My only real visible defects as far as I can tell are my age and my weight, but even those are among the “scars of life” one gets from surviving certain things.  They give my look a kind of character.  Alas, I don’t look my age, and the weight is coming off as I recover from the condition that caused its gain.

I am starting to miss the fat though.  I looked much more feminine.  See?

35 kg. ago

10 kg. ago

Some would say I look better now.  A couple of my old bitches have said this, but since both of them thought they could do better, but still wanted in my pants, I don’t know what to think of their opinion.

I’m not losing weight for how I’ll look.  I’m a martial artist (TKD), and I belly dance, so I’m becoming lighter regardless.  My body’s just returning to the state it was when I was at a similar level of activity.

So if you like, bookmark my blog, and you can follow my progress.

Ciao!