Here We Go Again

 So..... nobody I know will see this. I haven't blogged in fucking forever. The one I just posted is probably a decade old it was just showing unposted.

Recently I went to a Leather Bear Event (2022).......I rarely get to hang out with my people. I had been single for 3 months after being engaged for 5 years and I fully planned to be a big ol' nasty whore. I hung out with my garden tool (hoe) friends for quite a while and then broke off from the herd. How was I going to get laid off I was surrounded by guys hotter than me?

This proved to be a good decision. I immediately drew attention from some fellas. No one I really wanted to experience but it's always nice to be desired.

I was also approached by a REALLY hot guy. Totally out of my league but some folks like the chubby boys and who am I to correct them. AAM, the hot guy, was nice.... interesting, and said he was interested in a hug.

We had some conversation and talked about getting together the following day.

We did in fact get together the next day.... as well as 2 more times in the next week and a half..... and that's presenting its own problem......

I was with the devil for 5 years. I saw how fucked up it was and was single for a decade. After that I decided I was ready for love and chose a good guy. This was of course a nice change.

But as much of a good guy he was....... he just wasn't the one. We were fiances and I will always hold him dearly in my heart.... but he just wasn't the one.

Suddenly I met this guy who is TOTALLY my type...... big, sturdy, masculine man.... and he likes chubby boys like me.

My issue is that after laying together a few times I find myself wanting to use the wrong language tooooooo soon.

So......AAM..... if you hear me use a term before the 4 week mark......PLEASE roll me over, punch me in the back of the head,  and just fuck me me until I can't speak....it's too soon.......you just got me sprung.

Tag Team Back Again

It's been a bit.....................but here I is. Can we tawk?? I just had my birthday celebration.......37 y/o already. It started with dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Two Amigos. A couple b!tches cancelled and a couple no-showed........but the ones who were there were the cream of the crop......or rather the dregs of the barrel........which is always better in my opinion. We had (probably too loudly) inappropriate conversation. Apparantly rim jobs are not a conversation for restaurant dining...............I guess. 128 ounces of Margaritas later I headed to the bar next door with a smaller more concentrated group of wh*res. That pit stop was enjoyable to say the least. Apparantly there was forced fisting.........in which it seems I was the agressor. Two of my friends held our virgin friend in place while I took advantage of him. Later I got a lap dance from a really hot guy. From a distance (through a tequila haze) he looked like my ex. Up close I realized that he was younger and hotter than my ex.

testes......1,2,3.......is this thing on?

Are my roots blonde?

I wrote this 11-21-2006 and saved the draft rather than posting it.


What a difference a day makes........or rather 2 months, 2 weeks, and 2 days. Candi and Evelyn split and Candi came back to the homestead after being gone 10 years. I'm sorry for the cause, but I ecstatic with the result. The crib has needed a woman's touch for quite a while now....and now we've got that...ten fold!!!! Candi Cayne is a whirling dervish with a scrub brush in one hand and a paint brush in the other. Me and the other wh*res in the house are sooooo happy that we that heiffa to move in. Can I just say El-gone-kwinn's loss is certainly our gain?!?!?!?!.......well it really is.

Course, it's not all a bed of roses. Turns out Cyndi and that b!tch June think they are on Survivor and have formed themselves an alliance. They even have the idea to pit themselves against me. That's ok, you see I've got Monster Duck on my side and he'll do whatever I tell him to. Even if he went to the dark side.........I could handle all 3 of 'em at once anyway!!! Of course it helps that I know all of their weaknesses. For Melon it's big dix, for Baldy it's Minolos, and for the Duck it's twinks.......not to mention that they all have a taste for alcohol.

Scandal, revenge, prosperity and friendship....

Since Candi (http://cyndistiaratalk.blogspot.com/) and Edith (http://liamsmusings.blogspot.com/) are both on a high-anus, and not blogging at the moment, the world of blog once again falls on my shoulders. It's ok though, they are quite broad.........and speaking of broads...........this skank hoe (http://ohtobealady.blogspot.com/) sometimes has things to say about her life spent lying in gutters and licking on those who dwell there. I keep telling her to leave those greasy winos alone, but she keeps insisting on ruttin' around with them and then stealing the change from their pockets.

I recently had some changes in my life. My rental unit that sat empty for 5 1/2 months finally got rented out. Hip, hip, fargin hooray!!!!!!!!!!!!

One of my room-mates (Queenie) joined the Coast Guard Reserves. I just hope she can keep from suckin dix long enough to get through boot camp. You know they don't much cotton to mincing queens.

Another room-mate (Martha) moved out to get a place with his boyfriend in Cleveland. I am really worried about this one. The boyfriend is a true piece of work..........some of the things he tells Martha sound strikingly familiar. It sounds as though he is screwing around on her. It seems he might have even banged one of her sisters. I tried calling Martha 3 times but she's not returning my calls. Of course that may have something to do with the fact that she moved out with only 2 weeks notice and didn't pay her rent. So as you can imagine I am torn. On the one hand I want to shake the heiffa and make her see that her man is a snake, snake, snake!!!!!!..............of course the petty side of me wants to say "That heartbreak that you are gonna get is what-cha git for phukkin me over!!! You stank-@ss hoe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hopefully, when she finally sees what's happening, I can be a better person that I feel like right now....hopefully I will give her a hug and tell her things will get better.

I had a third roommate (Antichrist) that screwed over one of my oldest (and baby I do mean old....old...elderly) friend (June) back in March. I've been so strapped for cash that I couldn't put her back stabbin slit out on the curb right then......cause no matter what I gotta make that house payment. Anyway June recently seperated from Jasmine, and is moved back in with me. Yippee skippy!!!!! Cause' I gave the Antichrist a 30 days notice and kicked that kunt-face right the phuk outta my house!!!!!! Buh-bye!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've written that my day job really sucked my @ss and not in a good rimmin' kinda way. Well I got hired in at a new prison and turned in my notice at the day gig. Babies, don'tcha know that they gave me a big fat raise to stay!!!!

Things really seem to be turnin' around for me. It's been a rough year but Honey pulled her sweet @ss on through. Yay, for me...........and of course a hearty shout out to the Big J for carrying me through when I doubted that I would make it.

And............something struck me yesterday......no girl, it wasn't a BFP!!! I was talking to a friend and when I said goodbye and hung up the phone I wanted to say "I love you." Now every once in a while I do say this to some of my friends. They know it already, but sometimes it's nice to tell folks. Thing is, she might take it the wrong way. The heiffa knows that I like her anyway. She got the looks and the smarts too. But this isn't the infatuation thing...and it's not the lemme bear you children and live with you happily ever after........it's really more of just a "Hey b!tch, it makes me happy to talk to you. Your a classy-trashy dame with a good heart, a great understanding of people, and I admire your trampy @ss......(Allen)"..........................

That's my life for now..............and it's a good one too.

Tick...tock...tick...tock

I have some things that I want to put on this blog, but there is an issue of time....meaning, I have to wait a short while before I can post about them. One is a work related tirade that will be postable on Monday (I think). The other is a homelife issue that can't be posted on until September 4................dayumm, is really irritatin my craw!!!!

I quit this B!tch!!

How many time shave you wanted to quit your job and let the world know about it? This DJ in Alabama did this sh!t right!!!! She went on the air and quit in a big way. Here's what she said:


The big station 93BLX It is the Gulf Coast number 1 for hip hop and R&B and now with Ray Ray and Myronda the home team in the morning. "Do It To It" -- what better song to do it to it.

It's Inetta the Mood Setta and I told you I had a very important announcement and here it is: I refuse, I refuse, to walk around and watch people on my job lookin' over my shoulder. People lyin' to me. People talkin' about me. It's ridiculous. It is sad. I can't take it. I'mm not going to take it. I don't have to take it.

I'm not a dummy. I know how to find another job but I refuse to walk around -- people, you can say what you want to say about me and if you see me on the street I will let you know whatever you want to know -- but I refuse.

For the last six years, I made six dollars an hour. That ain't nothin'. I just got a raise after six years. I know I'm qualified and after saying this I dont care if I ever get another job in radio, period.

It does not matter to me but Inetta will not be settin' the mood at 'BLX no more.
I refuse to walk around with people that'll speak to you, "Hey, Inetta, how you doin'," but then soon as you walk by, "That b!tch."
I will not do it to myself any more. If you confused about what I'm saying, listen very carefully: I quit this b!tch.

I love you Inetta!!!

Costume pending............

Last year for Halloween I dressed up as a glory hole. Do you have any ideas for me this year? When was the last time you dressed for Halloween? What did you go as?