Ma, someone poemed in the corner!

I’ve got a co-blogger named Grl,
Who puts my poor heart in a whrl.
She talks really rough
‘Bout mangoes and stough,
But really, she’s a gem of a prl.
–Guy Sez

Girl With a One-Track Mind

Beginning in January 2004, Abby (as Zoe then called herself for the sake of anonymity) posted on a daily basis about how she thought of nothing else but sexual fantasies. And how (several times a day) she acted on those fantasies:

I am playing three times a day (and I am not pre-menstrual). And shortly after I’ve had a fiddle, I am thinking about the next one. My underwear seems to be in a semi-permanent state of dampness right now…

And no, she’s not talking about a musical instrument here. She’s got a one-track mind, right enough!

The whole point of the blog is that this is normal. She notes:

I think about sex constantly. The thing about guys and it being on their minds every 8 seconds – I have one question: what about the other 7?! I certainly know what I am thinking about during those…

Why Sister Hazel rocks!

Everyone knows I’m a huge Hazelnut (well everyone who’s read my Hot Seat!), but I’m quite serious when say they are one of the greatest bands around. And why, you might ask, dear reader. Because they have a song for almost any occasion (well for love anyway, which let’s be honest, is what life is about!). Every time something’s happened in my love life (so not very often :p), I’ve found a Sister Hazel song that speaks to me about where I am.

The last grasp

The internet is the wet dream of the schoolyard show-offs. You know, the kids who just wanted to make a noise, disrupt the classroom, screw around. And now, here they are with a fabulous toy and a global audience. Anybody, anywhere, can make a noise, say whatever they want, do it anonymously and be forever unpunished. They don’t even have to finish school first.

Pussy

A quick bit of fun. A game all about pussy here. As you’d expect, it’s addictive and it grows ever harder.

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