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Sometimes, my life just pisses me off. The toilet is broken. I couldn't even shower long enough to wash my hair this morning. (It's actually the pipes backing up, not that the toilet is broken exactly. ) This is a bad and sh*tty predicament. I didn't get enough sleep. I couldn't use the internet last night. I couldn't find a book to read while being an insomniac. I couldn't find a comfy chair to sit in to even stare at the wall whilst being an insomniac. Lee's (or Stephen's) tried to handball a panel to Chesh which we were planning on doing next year. Four weeks is NOT enough time to get this panel off the ground. A different panel is dying from lack of interest (the originator is not on the panel, so no one has a clue and no one really cares, and we got the generous offer of missing the wedding to run the panel for TWO hours instead of ONE. I was already planning on wearing my tiara for the damned thing because it was back to back with the wedding, now I'm just thinking that maybe pulling out might be a better idea altogether.) We have one car. Chesh has filming for R31 tomorrow. I have committee meeting for XXX tomorrow. Chesh has more video filming for R31 on Sunday. I have a lingerie party on Sunday. We got his car back after over $2,000 of repairs only to have to take it back IMMEDIATELY and be told we need to spend another $200 on the damned thing. Kris has not yet moved out. The house is filled with stuff from the wrong rooms. You can't get into the loungeroom, either spare room, the kitchen is full of stuff from the bookshelves, and Kris' room is still full of his stuff when I have a large cot, two or three boxes of baby clothes, a portable baby bath, bouncey baby thing and other shit stashed into the wrong rooms because he HASN'T MOVED OUT YET. I'm lonely for female company. I have many wonderful men helping me, but I need someone to talk to and I don't know who because I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT. The phone has gone weird on us. All voicemail messages are through so much static I'm randomly guessing as to who has rung. Sometimes I feel like Chesh has stopped listening to me. And this is just since 9:00 this morning.
I'm amused at how every one is doing this "ten things I have done you probably haven't done" meme. I dunno, either my life is boring or else I just don't think I've done stuff that you guys haven't. I have a tendancy to take along all my friends for the ride. Here's an attempt.
- Flogged some handsome young men. (However I know lots of my friends HAVE also done this)
- Picked up multiple people at the same time. (I guess. Um. Sort of? Help?)
- Completed two novels before the age of 18 (Not that I admit to it. One is seriously shocking. Unfortunately, the one I liked was lost.)
- Pierced someone.
- Gladwrapped someone.
- Tied someone so they were fully suspended.
(You know, that Mistressing course I did really does seem to cover a lot of this.)
- Worked in a bondage club as a mistress (Ok, so maybe I'm flogging a dead horse here.... LOL... geddit? Flogging.... *sigh* )
- Drunk salad dressing and meat marinade straight from the bottle while Mum wasn't looking
- accidentally drank vinegar after a hot day at school. (It looked like barley cordial or whatever it was, same sort of browney colour, and was so thirsty I had taken a huge mouthful and swallowed before I realised...)
- Got peirced below the belt. Several times.
See? Not really a lot of stuff here. If you all want, I can screen comments and people can mention things that they know I have done that most other people haven't. I tend to forget some things. :-) I spose I could also do an entirely convention related 10 things...
- Ooo, Hot Grant and Simon Sandwich. I aint saying nothing more, except that fangirls for generations will be jealous of me. *grin*
- Spent an entire con calling a strange nice young man "The Meat" only to become very very good friends with him afterwards.
- Hair flogged a lass with an impressive bust
- Er. Girly stuff. With a girl. Ah. OK, maybe not really *girly* stuff. And maybe there were some boys. *blush* :-)
- Drank straight ouzo out of a PUMP bottle because it looks like water.
- Lead a girl in a very short rubber maids outfit and a collar and a leash around a con once
- Encouraged debauchery. (Only a little bit, I swear!)
- Yum Cha at 3am with GOH's daughter
- Totally forgot we even had a GOH and never recognised them during the entire con until the closing ceremony. This happened a fair bit. *guilty grin*
- I saw the Butter Gnome.
- Won a prize at my first con for "coming out of my shell and being constantly underfoot." (*hugs the Dalek man*) And had the ENTIRE closing ceremony crowd correcting the speaker with my REAL name. (How did they all know????)
Oh, and I am sure the skinny dipping thing was the OTHER Sarah. Reasonably sure at least. Kind of sure? Equal blame? Whatever. :-)
Although, that does remind me of a highlight...
Watching the sun rise as I skinny dipped in a heated pool at the top of the hotel by myself. It was awesome, surreal, magnificent, and about 7 o clock when I had to wake Chesh up to let me in because I had lost my key. Again. :-)
I feel more balanced now. I went to an Intimo thing yesterday, they had two chickies from over east come over. Tracey comes over all the time, and the other chickie was their director of the year. Awesome. :-) We had a three hour workshop on recruiting, which I got ONE page of notes, and a few hand outs from. Tracey did this. She talked for the whole time. We all listened. Then we had the team meeting, and Roberta (the other chickie) spoke for 45 minutes. I got THREE pages of notes out of her. I am a bit disappointed because I was hoping the workshop would be genuinely a workshop - where we get into groups and get given an "objection/condition" and need to work on responses to them, so we could see other people's responses and work on our own responses. Instead we got 3 hours of Tracey talking. If they'd just switched, and let Roberta talk about whatever the f*ck she wanted to for three hours, I feel my time would have been better spent. I still think it was a worthwhile investment of my time to go, but I really do think an opportunity was missed there. Roberta must be rolling in it something chronic, I tell you. Personal sales of $11,000 a month average, so she gets 25% of that cash, plus bonus vouchers left right and centre, plus more bonuses for recruiting and then 5% for her 1st level recruits, and 4% for the next two level of recuits also, and she has 71 active ladies!!! My god, the dough must be amazing! She was awesome. I was also struck by the realisation - with powerful women, if they are with you, it's because they want to be. If they are monogomous, it's because they want to be. If the pain you're giving outweighs the pleasure, you're probably gone. It's a business decision; can I afford to let this person cost me so much personally? She was amazing. She also seemed to be amazingly happy, vibrant, bright, chirpy, everything. Wow.
The most annoying thing is that I get alle xcited about it again, and want to run around doing a million parties and having a great time..... and I can't. I don't want to be unreliable to my clients, but I also need to allow my life to sort itself out right now. I hate laying back and waiting. It pisses me off. I should be DOING SOMETHING. I am doing stuff I guess, with both XXX and R31, and we have DWCDL coming up rapidly. *sigh* Frustrated again now. :-) Ok, maybe I should go and put away the food I bought from coles before this rant started. I'm kind of weirded out and thankful and wary all at the same time of the support from strangers about the Sproglet thing. Weirded. Went and had a video this morning. Dr Anna is lovely. And funny. In an awkward kind of way. :-) So apparently I got to see his face (blobby) and tummy (blobby) and heart (moving blobbies) and hands (blobby with small fingers) and feets (blobby). But we got a video, so I expect when John has transferred it to digital format, we can stash it somewhere and you can all peek if you like, rather than tieing you all into chairs when you next visit, propping your eyelids open with matches, and then making you watch it. Would I do that?? :-)
Baby is apparently 266 grams. ish. Which is normal. Not huge, and not small, and slightly above the 250gs of cheese I just bought.
:-)
Sometimes, my life just pisses me off. The toilet is broken. I couldn't even shower long enough to wash my hair this morning. (It's actually the pipes backing up, not that the toilet is broken exactly. ) This is a bad and sh*tty predicament. I didn't get enough sleep. I couldn't use the internet last night. I couldn't find a book to read while being an insomniac. I couldn't find a comfy chair to sit in to even stare at the wall whilst being an insomniac. Lee's (or Stephen's) tried to handball a panel to Chesh which we were planning on doing next year. Four weeks is NOT enough time to get this panel off the ground. A different panel is dying from lack of interest (the originator is not on the panel, so no one has a clue and no one really cares, and we got the generous offer of missing the wedding to run the panel for TWO hours instead of ONE. I was already planning on wearing my tiara for the damned thing because it was back to back with the wedding, now I'm just thinking that maybe pulling out might be a better idea altogether.) We have one car. Chesh has filming for R31 tomorrow. I have committee meeting for XXX tomorrow. Chesh has more video filming for R31 on Sunday. I have a lingerie party on Sunday. We got his car back after over $2,000 of repairs only to have to take it back IMMEDIATELY and be told we need to spend another $200 on the damned thing. Kris has not yet moved out. The house is filled with stuff from the wrong rooms. You can't get into the loungeroom, either spare room, the kitchen is full of stuff from the bookshelves, and Kris' room is still full of his stuff when I have a large cot, two or three boxes of baby clothes, a portable baby bath, bouncey baby thing and other shit stashed into the wrong rooms because he HASN'T MOVED OUT YET. I'm lonely for female company. I have many wonderful men helping me, but I need someone to talk to and I don't know who because I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT. The phone has gone weird on us. All voicemail messages are through so much static I'm randomly guessing as to who has rung. Sometimes I feel like Chesh has stopped listening to me. And this is just since 9:00 this morning.
I'm amused at how every one is doing this "ten things I have done you probably haven't done" meme. I dunno, either my life is boring or else I just don't think I've done stuff that you guys haven't. I have a tendancy to take along all my friends for the ride. Here's an attempt.
- Flogged some handsome young men. (However I know lots of my friends HAVE also done this)
- Picked up multiple people at the same time. (I guess. Um. Sort of? Help?)
- Completed two novels before the age of 18 (Not that I admit to it. One is seriously shocking. Unfortunately, the one I liked was lost.)
- Pierced someone.
- Gladwrapped someone.
- Tied someone so they were fully suspended.
(You know, that Mistressing course I did really does seem to cover a lot of this.)
- Worked in a bondage club as a mistress (Ok, so maybe I'm flogging a dead horse here.... LOL... geddit? Flogging.... *sigh* )
- Drunk salad dressing and meat marinade straight from the bottle while Mum wasn't looking
- accidentally drank vinegar after a hot day at school. (It looked like barley cordial or whatever it was, same sort of browney colour, and was so thirsty I had taken a huge mouthful and swallowed before I realised...)
- Got peirced below the belt. Several times.
See? Not really a lot of stuff here. If you all want, I can screen comments and people can mention things that they know I have done that most other people haven't. I tend to forget some things. :-) I spose I could also do an entirely convention related 10 things...
- Ooo, Hot Grant and Simon Sandwich. I aint saying nothing more, except that fangirls for generations will be jealous of me. *grin*
- Spent an entire con calling a strange nice young man "The Meat" only to become very very good friends with him afterwards.
- Hair flogged a lass with an impressive bust
- Er. Girly stuff. With a girl. Ah. OK, maybe not really *girly* stuff. And maybe there were some boys. *blush* :-)
- Drank straight ouzo out of a PUMP bottle because it looks like water.
- Lead a girl in a very short rubber maids outfit and a collar and a leash around a con once
- Encouraged debauchery. (Only a little bit, I swear!)
- Yum Cha at 3am with GOH's daughter
- Totally forgot we even had a GOH and never recognised them during the entire con until the closing ceremony. This happened a fair bit. *guilty grin*
- I saw the Butter Gnome.
- Won a prize at my first con for "coming out of my shell and being constantly underfoot." (*hugs the Dalek man*) And had the ENTIRE closing ceremony crowd correcting the speaker with my REAL name. (How did they all know????)
Oh, and I am sure the skinny dipping thing was the OTHER Sarah. Reasonably sure at least. Kind of sure? Equal blame? Whatever. :-)
Although, that does remind me of a highlight...
Watching the sun rise as I skinny dipped in a heated pool at the top of the hotel by myself. It was awesome, surreal, magnificent, and about 7 o clock when I had to wake Chesh up to let me in because I had lost my key. Again. :-)
I feel more balanced now. I went to an Intimo thing yesterday, they had two chickies from over east come over. Tracey comes over all the time, and the other chickie was their director of the year. Awesome. :-) We had a three hour workshop on recruiting, which I got ONE page of notes, and a few hand outs from. Tracey did this. She talked for the whole time. We all listened. Then we had the team meeting, and Roberta (the other chickie) spoke for 45 minutes. I got THREE pages of notes out of her. I am a bit disappointed because I was hoping the workshop would be genuinely a workshop - where we get into groups and get given an "objection/condition" and need to work on responses to them, so we could see other people's responses and work on our own responses. Instead we got 3 hours of Tracey talking. If they'd just switched, and let Roberta talk about whatever the f*ck she wanted to for three hours, I feel my time would have been better spent. I still think it was a worthwhile investment of my time to go, but I really do think an opportunity was missed there. Roberta must be rolling in it something chronic, I tell you. Personal sales of $11,000 a month average, so she gets 25% of that cash, plus bonus vouchers left right and centre, plus more bonuses for recruiting and then 5% for her 1st level recruits, and 4% for the next two level of recuits also, and she has 71 active ladies!!! My god, the dough must be amazing! She was awesome. I was also struck by the realisation - with powerful women, if they are with you, it's because they want to be. If they are monogomous, it's because they want to be. If the pain you're giving outweighs the pleasure, you're probably gone. It's a business decision; can I afford to let this person cost me so much personally? She was amazing. She also seemed to be amazingly happy, vibrant, bright, chirpy, everything. Wow.
The most annoying thing is that I get alle xcited about it again, and want to run around doing a million parties and having a great time..... and I can't. I don't want to be unreliable to my clients, but I also need to allow my life to sort itself out right now. I hate laying back and waiting. It pisses me off. I should be DOING SOMETHING. I am doing stuff I guess, with both XXX and R31, and we have DWCDL coming up rapidly. *sigh* Frustrated again now. :-) Ok, maybe I should go and put away the food I bought from coles before this rant started. I'm kind of weirded out and thankful and wary all at the same time of the support from strangers about the Sproglet thing. Weirded. Went and had a video this morning. Dr Anna is lovely. And funny. In an awkward kind of way. :-) So apparently I got to see his face (blobby) and tummy (blobby) and heart (moving blobbies) and hands (blobby with small fingers) and feets (blobby). But we got a video, so I expect when John has transferred it to digital format, we can stash it somewhere and you can all peek if you like, rather than tieing you all into chairs when you next visit, propping your eyelids open with matches, and then making you watch it. Would I do that?? :-)
Baby is apparently 266 grams. ish. Which is normal. Not huge, and not small, and slightly above the 250gs of cheese I just bought.
:-)
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Date: 2005-02-25 07:51 am (UTC)From:not to mention...
Date: 2005-02-25 08:09 am (UTC)From:Take care
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Date: 2005-02-25 08:19 am (UTC)From:*promises a spate of girly movies... when you decide you wanna be up for it - wanna come over sat night??*
i'm sorry i've been so silent lately... unwilling to share my blahs, however... feeling better in general, lack of pain and new boots will do that :) will show you sat if you come over ^_^
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Date: 2005-02-25 09:15 am (UTC)From::-)
If I have the time, I will roast a chicken or something.
:-)
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Date: 2005-02-25 10:23 am (UTC)From:There's some things in your list that I would like to do as welll .....
*grin*
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Date: 2005-02-26 09:49 am (UTC)From:*hugs*
Was sorry to miss you last night - we left apparently about 1/2 an hour before you were due to arrive, but I was having trouble staying awake - eyelids kept doing that closing thing ;)
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Date: 2005-02-26 10:37 am (UTC)From:I was touched by the thought
:-)
Feeling better now. Toilet is fixed. One issue out of.... ooo, too many, but yay.
:-)
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Date: 2005-02-27 11:28 am (UTC)From:But I found a nice plumber man to fix all my problems for $100. All my drain blockage problems anyway!
From Lee
Date: 2005-02-26 12:35 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)Don't miss the wedding. Just bloody don't, is all.
Re: From Lee (and Lyn too)
Date: 2005-02-26 12:59 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)