A Fantastic Nightmare

Lady gamers who love their shoot-em’-ups *raises hand* may rejoice, as the release of a new web game gives players a chance to seek out some good ol’ fashioned sexist-style revenge. » Read the rest of this entry «

Too sick to concentrate on an essay right now. So, I’ll let Youtube do it for me.

I’ve literally had this conversation with my CL dates… and I’ve repeated verbatim the text message convo and the “You don’t seem interested…” bit. Eerily accurate this video youtube is.

It’s a rainy, gray Sunday. I’ve masturbated twice and I still don’t feel tired enough for a cat nap. In these situations, I either write or watch the boob tube. Writing, however, is a luxury – a vacation.

So boob tube it is! And boob tube is what I received… along with a blast from my past! » Read the rest of this entry «

Well, I didn’t expect it to happen this way. I twirled on a piece of my hair and rubbed his now flaccid cock with my thigh. His eyes wandered off to the corner of the ceiling, as they normally tended to do. Maybe he was projecting himself somewhere in which he could look down on us. Or maybe just drifting into the infinite, foreboding void. I don’t blame him. It’s a peaceful place to escape to. » Read the rest of this entry «

It’s best to contemplate this pseudo-holiday on another pseudo-holiday (Presidents’ Day). One is legitimate because banks and post offices are closed; the other because Hallmark makes a fortune. Because pink and red are no longer just colors but brands, labels. And so is the heart. Sorry Presidents, you’re just not that marketable. But you are useful for retail discounts at department stores. » Read the rest of this entry «

In my last piece, I compared erotic art of centuries passed to pornography now. I discuss the idea of learning sexuality instead of inheriting it. » Read the rest of this entry «

Someone had recommended this song as the perfect track for a rather perverted evening. But, once I saw the music video, I was completely smitten with the entire package. Combining the play on fantasy, violence, and age regression, “Pretty as You Cry” provides you with the classic makings of a psychopath’s wet dream…

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I feel sorry for Sanford. Really, really sorry. Imagine telling your soon-to-be spouse that you have desires unrelated to marriage and then having them blow it off as “a phase”.

Are you kidding? No wonder you people make marriage look like a joke.

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Hey guys! Sorry for the lack of posts…. and lack of video podcasts. Tis the season for inconsistency. So I’m retiring my WordPress until after Xmas, when I finally can reclaim my time and patience from the death grip of this holiday.

I don’t believe in religion so Xmas in that regards means nothing to me. But, I do love snow and the smell of pine that exudes from xmas trees and other elements that makes this time whimsical and Whoville-like. So, I have to submit to this fantastic fury of seasonal songs, unnecessary dramas over gift-giving, and excessive eating (my favorite part).

Til next Monday – Have a happy holidays. Enjoy the spiked nog!

Christina