Has a month already gone by?

Wow, has it been busy around here. Both Sam and I have returned from our respective business trips, but there really hasn't been any time for rest... it's been just work crazy for me lately, with lots of long after hours. Just got done with a really hectic week, and it'll still be a bit busy for this weekend to prepare for the upcoming week... but soon, many of the immediate goals will be done. Just a few more large future projects to go!

BTW, I did have a good time on my work trip. There was some play involved... it was at Walt Disney World, after all! But the parks were pretty crowded, so it wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be. Plus, I really did have to take quite a bit of time and actually work some events. But I did get to reconnect with an old acquaintance that I hadn't seen it nearly 10 years, and we got along well! So that was nice.

However, that trip was now over a week ago, and it's just been insane busy since then. Sadly, this has left us with very little frolic time at the moment. Fortunately, Sam is very tolerant of the situation... I just have no energy left to do anything but sleep!

Well, before it got totally busy, we did get one nice play session in. Here I am, all prepped for some bastindo from Sam. He's new at it (as am I, really), but I thought he did pretty well! And a few other pics (not of me, just netpics) to amuse you as well.

Valentine by proxy

Alas, Sam and I will be forcibly apart this Valentine's Day due to our work schedules. He will be returning from his work trip on the East Coast the same day I leave for Florida (all this is work related, not pleasure). While a bit bummed out, we knew this was coming, so it wasn't a surprise. Incidentally, this will be the longest we've been apart since we started dating (over 2 1/2 weeks)!

So I will have to satisfy my Valentine lust with this guy from the latest Macy's ad. Personally, I picture this being taken from a top view... he is lying on the bed, his wrists have been restrained over his head to the rack, and I'm preparing to pull down his ankles, lock them in place, and have my way with his feet, slathering them all over with... well, the possibilities are endless, and he isn't going anywhere for a while, so I can play with all kinds of things--all gooey. Can you blame me? This is what happens when Sam's not here. ;)

In all seriousness, Sam has left me a few small gift surprises that he had hidden in his closet, which he directed me to over the phone. Am I am leaving a few items for him to find when he gets back. We may be apart, but we still try to think of each other. Considering we aren't physically together, it's been a pretty nice Valentine's!

A fuckin philosophical post

I generally don't cuss in my personal life, and definitely not at work. I'm not a prude or anything... I certainly respect free speech, and if others want to cuss, then I say go for it. And even I cuss under certain circumstances.

That said, I sort of feel that if you are going to cuss, have a good reason. Be mad, upset, or angry. Maybe you just smashed your finger in a door. Or some obnoxious driver cut you off. Of you just dropped a casserole on the floor. Know what I mean?

What I am getting increasingly put off by is the F-word replacing "so" and "very" in today's vocabulary. Like, "That's so fucking cool", or "It's fucking cold outside," or "My room is fucking dirty", etc. It's become a very casual adjective, used in about every third sentence. And it's getting fucking overused, don't you think?

It used to be that saying "Fuck you" was a powerful statement, reserved for intense situations. Now, it's a response to any small joke or insult said between friends. Does it really mean anything anymore if it's being used so casually, and with so little regard? Won't saying it so much dilute the power of the word?

Movies now take the easy way out. One of my favorite movies is "9 to 5". There's a short line where one character angrily says to another, "You don't understand zilch." Any guesses what that last word would be if that same movie were written today? Maybe not fuck, but it's fucking close to it.

I can only think of two solutions to this. One is the rather unrealistic option of asking people to stop saying "fuck" so much. Like that's going to fucking happen. I fear that it's so ingrained into the common culture, that there's really no fucking stopping it.

The second solution I think is more interesting. There's still one word from Mr. Carlin's list that still seems pretty forbidden: CUNT. Next time you're angry or upset, don't say fuck. Nobody will notice or care. But yell

CUNT!

CUNT YOU FUCKING CUNT!

MOTHERCUNTING CUNT.

and I think we'll have a cuss word that will still make an impact. Until that word gets overused, at least. And then we'll be CUNTed.

The Way I Like My Seals

Saw this in the paper this morning, and couldn't resist. Those Seals don't have to be undergoing swim training to be bound hand and foot with me! Personally, I think they'd look a lot better in my bedroom! But any excuse to tie a few of them up... especially barefoot...

One stressfull weekend down, many to go

This last weekend was a lot of work, as we had two separate events to coordinate. Fortunately they are now all done (and went very well overall), leaving me to relax for a bit now.

Sam had been out of town for about a week, and is now back. But he'll be leaving again soon, and when he returns, I'll be leaving for about four days. All this is business stuff of some sort or another. Talk about bad timing! It does mean we haven't had much time for bondage. Ugh!

I can't believe it's already February. A new semester begins as school, and a lot of busy times ahead, when Sam and I gone a lot. It may be time for a web pic update in the near future, because Sam and I won't be together much! Oh well--it's the nature of our work.