life

Apologies lovelies but I have been up, down, and all around in the city. In fact, I have not really had too much of a chance to sit down to type up what I have been doing the past few weeks. I will say I have gone to the DeYoung Museum, seen Gavin DeGraw in concert, went to Good Vibrations to look at their new stock of sex toys, got into trouble with the roommate with loud singing in the street and pretending to be her lover on the bus.

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A few days ago, I received a call that my uncle’s health was deteriorating. The past week he has been in the hospital due to complications of his diabetes and alcoholism. Usually, the man pulls through his hospital stints but this time it was different. He was forgetting who his loved ones were and would talk randomly about things that made no sense at all.

At first, I assumed it was Alzheimer’s disease kicking in because of his age of 54. However, it did not make sense considering the memory loss cleared up once he was put on medication. He got better on Friday, was discharged but then turned for the worst on Saturday. I received a call later Saturday night to come home to see him because everyone assumed he would be dead.

My uncle died Monday at the age of 54 at 3:30pm.

Man, it has been almost a month since I last blogged about anything though I have a few things which kept me from wanting to blog.

-The nephew came down with the whooping cough and I had to drop everything including a movie date, a fuck buddy session and a dominatrix session to see him and be at the hospital with him. The little guy is fine but when it comes to familia, familia comes first before everything which I think is why a lot of lovelies cannot handle the fact they are not my number one priority. Someone has to be with moi for at least a year, maybe two, before I start to see them in the top boxes with the familia

Right now, I am a bit busy with life at the moment to write it all down. Every day it is a new experience. Every day, I wake up to something new to get up to by myself or with a friend. I have had to comfort friends, fight with them and hug them, sometimes all in the same hour. I have made new friends and created new enemies it seem but I am not about to let them bring me down. I keep looking at the calendar to see how many more days I have and notice it is getting closer and closer to Christmas. What I want on my wish list is a new pair of heels since I broke the old pair going down the stairs. The stairs were slippery due to the last rainfall and I almost smashed my forehead into a plant down on the first floor.

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Here is a much late update on what happened a few weeks back. Some of it not be given a lot of words to describe which means nothing worth telling happened or I rather want you to keep itching to ask for more.

Saturday 9/18: Nada or maybe I did do something but I was busy with someone. Hint.
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Sunday 9/19: The two dates I went on with the idiot in the morning and Awkward Guy in the afternoon. I gave you somewhat of the details from the last blog post. I will say I arrived home in time to shower, study and get my ass to bed to meet up with the supervisor the next morning. Though I almost went home with Awkward Guy but decided to go home because the wrath of the supervisor was more than a fuck session would be worth.
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Monday 9/20: I went to see the supervisor to catch up on what was going to happen for the rest of the week and any information on what I should expect.

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Tuesday 9/21: Nothing other than school.

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Damn, this whole weekend has been god damn interesting. You want to know why? Well, let me tell you lovelies.

This weekend Oct 1 through Oct 3, I drove up or over the bridge ninety minutes from San Francisco to visit the familia for the weekend. Many of you remember the tales of the familia and you can always read up on them from the rest of the blog. You better get to know my lovely familia members because they will most likely end up starring in a few posts every now and then if I visit them. Considering the lot of the familia and I are 'eccentric' and 'eclectic', we all usually end up in troubles of our own making and by the end of the night need a few members or even the cops to break it up. The cops story will be for another night ladies and gentleman. For now, let me focus on the weekend.

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Right now, I am in the middle of classes since I started my Fall classes last week which seem easy but are starting to take my mellow vibe for granted. I hope to get something out this week or even if it is a short one, to let the readers know I am alive and not ignoring my Whip and Apple. I enjoy the comments everyone has given and even the spam seems to bring a smile to my lips. I will give some quick updates to keep you coming for more:

I will say I am in a somewhat poly relationship though it is fresh and new so I am not going to talk too much on it. What can I say, I do not want to jinx the beginning of something brand new. Though I do know these individuals long before the romantic feelings started to come in; what? I can be a god damn romantic person even if I do what I do and I love it.

Study, study and session. Those two things I have been up to in the past two weeks. I have done two sessions in the past two weeks and which I hope to type down and get up to the Whip and Apple readers. Right now, I have been trying to get by in the last two days of writing and revising papers. I am about finish with summer courses but I only have one week left. A week where I need to turn in a portfolio filled with two revised essays and two cover letters to explain each essay. On top of those two essays, I am to write an essay critiquing Rubin's Love Scale theory and explain what needs to be fixed or even scrapped all together. Once I am done with those two major things, I have to study for my last and final exam in Sexual Behaviors. I need to recall various terms about pornography, marriage, divorce, atypical sexual behavior and anything dealing with sexually transmitted illnesses.

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I was pleasantly surprised by Vanilla Guy because he is not so vanilla after all. Of course, he was the most awkward and blushing male I have met which I adored but the male impressed me beyond my expectations. Let me give you a run down of what happened with as much detail as I could remember but considering I like to keep notes on people, it should not be too hard to retype up the experience.

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Back in San Francisco and it feels good to take in the semi-cold air and not have to sweat my imaginary balls off. What? You never thought you had imaginary balls? I know I do especially when I need them to confront someone or show another to back off of my crotch. I have even said the old, 'Get off of my nuts', which gets a few questionable looks from me especially if I say it in San Francisco. I know I could never pull off dressing in drag and the last time I tried it, my breasts gave me away as a woman. What can I say, my two gals like to show themselves off and hate to be bundled up or even duct taped flat. Hell, I would need a whole roll of duct tape to try and get them as flat as a board to pull off being a man for a few hours. However, I rather not go through the trouble of ripping off my flesh or even my nipples once I try to get the duct tape off of me. Still, just another adventure I have taken in San Francisco.

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August 18th, Day 2 - Talk Dirty British To Me...

The alarm from the roommate woke me up. It did not matter because even with the five hours of sleep I somehow found myself wide awake. Insomnia is a killer to have and I blame it on the change. Change is good and with San Francisco, the BDSM community is bigger and more open to accept this lifestyle Domme. Even now, there are munches (social gatherings) coming around the area for me to visit. For now, I want to explore what is outside my door or in the neighborhood.

Sexual dreams. Do I have them? Yes? Do I remember them? Not exactly. Instead, I remember a feeling or even a smell about the dream. Yes, a smell or a look. Maybe even a glance. Oh yes, glances from strangers or even glancing at an object can bring back the rush of the dream. Almost like a deja-vu except I call it a sexual-vu.

April 1st to 28th [228-248] - Death Is Only The Beginning...

I keep forgetting to figure out the days. All I know is that the past four weeks have been up, down, all around and side to side. Good and not-so good things have happened but all of it a great experience. Here it is starting from the beginning of April but no viable dates are remembered since my mind was all over the place the past few weeks. Only last two weeks have I been putting my mind back together. This is going to be broken up into two to three more threads since there is a lot of writing to be given. For now, I want to speak about...

Death is only the beginning.

I have heard this quote from The Mummy and if anyone has not seen it, you should because you might even like it. Nonetheless, death is something writers, poets, artists and many more individuals bring up in their subjects.

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