Friday, Jun. 26th, 2009 - 04:13pm - Michael Jackson's death meet my soap box. [healing, music]
I truly believe that in his lifetime Michael Jackson made inappropriate sexual advances towards prepubescent children. Whether he raped a child, I don't know. But I have no doubt that a grown man thinks it's normal and loving to sleep in a bed with young boys - smacks to much to this educated woman of things she's read/heard other pedophiles and child rapists say about their victims. However, in my own education experience I believe there are two types of pedophiles, those pathetic child like pedophiles ala MJ and those sadistic child rapists that enjoy terrorizing and controlling their young victims. That is not to say that one is "preferred" over the other. I have no doubt that both types of abusers damage their victims extensively, sometimes irreparably.
I am firm on my position with child rapists. I will never give Roman Polanski a dime and I am so freakin' RELIEVED that Michael Jackson is dead.
Having said that...
I really love his music up to the Bad album. That man is a damn genius and his beats still make me smile. AND I FIND THAT REALLY CONFLICTING and have been snipping at the boyfriend every time he makes some joke about something and OHMYGOD I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CALLED ME AT WORK TO TALK ABOUT THE DEAD PEODOPHILE MICHAEL JACKSON.
So for the most part I'm all "Yay he's dead! Now I can enjoy his music (that I may have appropriated from the interwebs) guilt free!"
And then I start thinking about his kids and it's OH GOD GUILT allover again. ::bashes head against wall... in beat with smooth criminal::
[EDIT]
I just read the following from here: "What emerged at the trial wasn't the picture of a man playing with children in order to seduce them. It was the picture of a man playing with children because he sees himself as one of them."
I have a but...
We've all played Doctor, right? I don't think it's okay for a developmentally arrested adult to play an "innocent" game of doctor with any child. Ever. Two of my six (blood, step & adopted) siblings were molested, one by a family friend who told my sibling they were going to "play tickle". Then my sibling took showers in a swimsuit for SIX MOTHERFUCKING MONTHS at the age of 7. That shit is never going to be cool.
I remember these things. I remember every story anybody has ever told me about somebody doing A Bad Thing to them. I keep track of which of my friends can tolerate certain sense memories. e.g. a certain brand of toothpaste is banned from my presence when a particular friend is nearby.
As brilliant and engaging of a performer he was I am incapable of forgetting that Michael Jackson harmed children. PeriodDot.
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Moody Much?:bewildered
Grooving To:The Stephanie Miller show ft. Hal Sparks
Sunday, Mar. 22nd, 2009 - 03:48pm - BSG! Post Orgasm Show Come down [bsg, dating, dating_boyz]
Was it good for you?
So I took my post BSG finale self into the bedroom to bounce on the bed off and share my glee with the boyfriend. Where I jokingly said: Now all I need is to get fucked. Shortly thereafter my pants were being yanked off...
I really like my boyfriend.
Other spoilery comments to come later.
::glances at flist::
Huh. Apparently I've missed some stuff in the last 8-ish months I haven't been reading my flist. Whoops! I still think it's the best show ever. But y'know... I have my cult mentality love of Ron D. Moore. Though the whole GAYS ARE EVOL AND MUST DIE had me quite concerned there for a bit.
Friday, Mar. 20th, 2009 - 04:00pm - So I had this awesome job, right? ::LOUD BUZZER SOUND:: [[update], h8, work]
In other news George and Fred are doing AMAZING. George (the younger) got a really awesome therapist and is even taking college classes now! Fred is talking to GIRLS and feeling confident in himself.
My step-brother is getting married on May 17th. Damon* and I will be in the Bay Area for the event.
Apparently I am not so much with the awesome job having anymore. I lost my job last week. ::SUCK:: Let me essplain to you exactly how this girl "lost" (WHERE ARE MY KEYS!!) her job...
My boyfriend, Damon*, had cranial decompression (brain) surgery on March 2nd. I took that week and the following Monday off of work to help him out. When I went back to work on Tuesday the 10th, I was Terminated and escorted from the office by 11:00.
So like... a whole month in advance I submitted some vacation days and they were approved. Upon returning from said vacation days I was axed. FOR NO GOOD REASON. There were no company cut backs. No tightening of the belts We Can't Afford IT Anymore. Nope. The NY office has just been systematically removing things from the CA office that were too antithetical to a NY Attitude. And apparently *I* am antithetical to a NY 'Tude.
Which is totally true. I'm bright, friendly, speak slowly and clearly so that the listener can understand me, oh and I genuinely LIKE and am exceedingly FRIENDLY with ALL of my co-workers/users. Not that NY peeps are all assholes, but I sometimes even nauseate my fellow Californians with my bright, sunny and perky disposition. Shame on ME!
\/\/ (whatever hands)
So I went back to Damon's house promptly picked up where I'd left off the night before, taking care of Damon while he recovers from BRAIN SURGERY. Damon was treated for his Chiari Malformation, learn here. He's doing AMAZING. In part because I'm an awesome care giver. No, really. I skeered a nurse. And am officially in charge of a six foot 220lbs Grown Ass Man until April 1st, when we will evaluate his ability to self-care and NOT over-flipping-do-it.
These days there's nothing shinier than: putting your tiny 5'3 self in front of a 6'0 tall man, slapping your hand onto his chest and calmly telling him to Stop and put the pliers down and he does. He actually goes limp and relaxed and sits on the couch like a schooled little boy. And if he's been very good and relaxing a lot he gets blow jobs and sex. Because we believe in positive reinforcement and we totally loves our Damon.
Moody Much?:aggravated
Grooving To:Fila Brazillia - The Bugs Will Bite (Groove Salad: a nicely chilled plate of ambient beats and groov
Oh and I have a boyfriend now, who is a political fanboy. I brought him a cake, which he ate and then cried while Obama showed us (again) just how awesome he is.
Highlights: 1. Still allergic to Southern California. 2. Moving to the Santa Monica area into a Bachelor - room w/hotplate & Microwave. no kitchen. 3. Work Office moving to Glendale early November. OH GOD I MIGHT DIE FROM THE PRESSURE. 4. gelasius and I are On Hold. 5. We are PALS. 6. NO BASCON FOR ME. As my office is moving that VERY WEEKEND. 7. AND my boss is in town for TWO WEEKS. 8. I might DIE. 9. The new phone means you should be hearing from me more.
Sadly that last one turned out to be a dirty dirty LIE!
“I'm, I'm, I'm not going to Bascom(?), oh my God I'm gonna cry, my, my, my company is we're moving offices from one city to another. We were supposed to move the first weekend of November and, and now we're moving this there were delays for, and now we're moving the second weekend of November which is Bascom and I can't go. I would lose my job, like no one trusts me it's just I can't go unless everything is well cos ___ we got all the computers so maybe, maybe I'll just go, maybe, maybe we can go do all the moving on Friday and I'll going to Bascom on Saturday and then come back on Sunday and, and do all the set up, maybe I have to do that. I'll talk to my boss about that I just wouldn't all that weekend which I'm totally fine with, it's Bascom. It's my family gone, it's my family there, I, I can't go because I depressing, I will, will update you all as soon as I know things.”
Saturday, Aug. 16th, 2008 - 06:59pm - Sanity. I have found it. Boss phallic obsession *POOF* GONE! [[update], healing, sexed]
I no longer want to have sex with my boss. This is a great wonderful bone inflating relief. Jack was is in town this weekend to help move servers from our other L.A. office that is closing to my L.A. office. So Jack and Kyle (the IT monkey/me in the NY office) were both out here this week.
I was a little lost in the thrall of my own obsession. And I can call it that now. I can look at it with hindsight, one regret - that is an actual regret now - and a beautiful fresh breeze of clarity and call that obsession. I want to thank each and every one of you who looked at me like I was a crazy damn fool, told me I was a crazy person, and just generally kept calling attention to the fact that my behavior was whack.
Please never stop telling me when I'm out of my damn mind. Even when it looks like I'm not listening, and I'm rationalizing and justifying my crazy behavior to your face I'm still listening. And I love you.
I think my obsession with Jack's penis was preventing me from coming here and talking with you about all the wonderful, not so wonderful but always educational sexcapades I've been having. I was always comparing the boys to this hot one time encounter where I seduced a man totally by surprise. and the success of that seduction was an amazing rush and thrill. The experiences I've had since then have subdued my thrill seeking desire. I have one steady lover, Damon*, who was just supposed to be Experienced Older Guy (he's 42), but who is one of the kinkiest people I would ever like to meet. He's also very sweet, giving and fast to becoming a friend that I plan to keep.
This isn't the intro I wanted for Damon. I wanted some grand sweeping introduction but... whatever. Damon's awesome and he lives in Venice. ON THE BEACH. Okay like three blocks off the beach, but I get out of the car and INHALE THE OCEAN. And Venice is close enough to the right freeways I can stay there during the week and still get to work without suffering through too much L.A. traffic.
So expect to be hearing more about what I've Learned, why Fat Dicks on stupid people are harrowing, 20yros can be the hottest thing ever and (San Francisco) Bay Area people are the sexiest people ever - no matter where they are.
ETA: This does not mean that I now consider my boss an ordinary human being. I still think Jack is the shit and can walk on water, hang the moon and PWN technology so hard I want to eat him up or put him in my pocket to eat later. We're IT. We're fucken Rock Stars.
Sunday, Jul. 27th, 2008 - 02:48pm - Public Service Announcement! Lost Boys 2: The Tribe [coreys, movies]
DO NOT SEE THIS HETERO PIECE OF GARBAGE.
This is the lamest piece of crap I have ever seen. And I have some authority to stand on people. I have seen BloodRayne. At least *that* has Kristanna Loken and Michelle Rodriguez. This? Well okay it has Taylor from The OC, but she's not very Taylor here. She's just...some 17yro lame girl.
There is no gay in this movie. And nobody is pretty, well except for Taylor of course. But the sex she has in this? Is filmed like a PG-13 movie and the editing is for shit. I've just finished watching the original to cleanse my brain. Ahhhh.
“Go watch the trailer Teeth. If you know what's good for you... You're on my flist and you know what's good for you will go watch this trailer. If you're not on my flist but you got here by accident today and your lucky day! Go watch the trailer for Teeth. There'll be a link for it in this post.”
“I kinda wanted to find myself a little bit. I'm in my car driving to meet man and I'm listening to my for music which is Justin Timberlake and I'm listening to track 1, which is Future Sex Love Sounds. And just before performing it to you, I love the 156 exactly but start listening at 150. He says the word tongue and he talks about putting his tongue on a girl and he makes the girl go out of control and then it will be skin to skin and then it will be so natural. I'm just like I did not know this is how you time and I'm the one that sent this album to you. LiveJournal and I I sent 2 of you against your will. You know who you are and you still curse me to this day, which I love you for and I did not realize that Timberlake was sitting there singing to me through my speakers at a desired time about going down on me because of course. Who, what else hotel am I gonna be in still, while listening to this music duh. And and I did not know this and us, dammit I never actually looked at the lyrics for his music because he pronounciates(?) so clearly and so perfectly. Why would I ever need to like read the lyrics, I know what he is saying. Sadly I do not, there's more porn going on here than I even suspected and so so that is all that I wanted to share. I I could back forward it to the next you know 4 and a 1/2 or 3 and a 1/2 minutes about my horrible horrible week that was kind of horrible but I don't want to right now. I'm in the happy form today, I'll speak to you about it later, nothing horrible happened exactly, we just had a very stressful”
Tuesday, May. 13th, 2008 - 10:04pm - Girlfriend cometh! End of May [fen_travels, gf]
Who'd like to meet gelasius? She's going to be in San Francisco for her dear sister's wedding from May 25th-June 1st. I'll be joining her from Thursday May 29th-June 1st. The wedding is Saturday afternoon so... and there are things Friday night? And there's probably a Sunday brunch.
Okay so meeting up with people is going to be ridiculously complicated. That's fine. Maybe she and I just won't be having as much hot awesome sex as I was planning... y'know now that I'm totally off the paxil and have found my orgasm place again. Which was only marginally functioning when I saw her at Christmas. OH MY GOD I HAVE NOT SEEN MY GIRLFRIEND FOR FIVE MONTHS. WHY DIDN'T ANYBODY TELL ME!!!
...
Right then. Sex, wedding stuff, sex, fen, sex, wedding stuff, and more sex. =D
So I haven't really modified my friends list in ohhh lemme think... Something like A YEAR.
My life kind of went on pause a year ago? Something? So I'm going through and friending people that I didn't from Wincon, Bascon, and Escapade and generally checking out those of who have friended me that I don't know.
Hello new people!!
It'd be nice if you came and said hello. C'mon!! Come feed the attention h0r!! C'mooooon!!! I'll say pretty things to you!!
Jack Bauer is The Man. If I shut my eyes and pretend S1 never happened. Or like... maybe if just pretend S1 was a reeeeeally long pilot. All establishing character cakes. Except what it *didn't* establish was WHAT A FUCKING BAD ASS JACK BAUER IS. THAT shit didn't go down until 2x01. And not when he shot the dude. Nooooo. Not until he turn't around and asked for a HACKSAW. I... DAAAAAYUMN.
JACK BAUER IS THE MAN
I'M ONLY ON 3X09. Don't come in my journal and spoil me bitches! I'll CUT YOU... oh wait. No. No I won't. I don't actually care. Come! Come one! Come all! Spoil away! =D
IT MAKES SWEET SWEET LOVE TO ME. PUNCHES FANDOM IN THE FACE RUBS ME *RIGHT THERE* AND DOESN'T SO MUCH "BRING" ME TO ORGASM AS WRING IT OUT OF ME UNTIL I CAN'T MOVE.
“Good evening LiveJournal. Yes I have to start all over again. This is the 3rd time I'm trying this task I keep fucking it up. Ok were talking about street kings. There aren't really any spoilers here cause I'm just kinda going off in that wacky way that I do where I where I wreck things and make my own story out of them ok? So we have Keanu Reeves who's a hard ass cop. We have Forest Whitaker he's temp I mean boss and we also have Hugh Lory. Knight in shinning armor or is he and the flame on boy from Fantastic 4 who's name I do not know. I don't even know his characters name in Fantastic 4. In this 1 though he's called disco rather Keanu names him Disco because his name is Discon(?). But it's his cute little boy toy boyfriend so he calls him Disco because you know that's what they do and they said this movie had you. You're sitting in a table and there's a nice spread and they just hand me the slash in the platter. It's like here would you like some slash and then they go away and they come back and like hey would you like some more slash. We have meats and cheeses and fruits and many many nuts. Many many many nuts, horrible punt that euphimism many and and violence and oh the music also. Gwynard(?) did this great in the Fast and the furious and the band is called Head noise or Heater noise or something it's spelled all weird. I'll put text in the post and make sure if I can find it. I don't remember the name of this band but you've watched it and look at me I watched this at what was it Descon? Something ___? What are those? Descon coz the sound was good. Coz yeah, coz the sound was superior it was Descon. And I was sitting on my chair and the entire room disappeared as I was watching that aren't good because I was very busy having my own very private quiet orgasm at scream. Because the music and the visual were just. Cars and it was awesome. Ok this movie does that with just the driving around darn the 80's. There might be some chases I don't actually remember what was all these slash was being handed to me. I was very distracted. But all of ___ the music and the beat just just just pulled you along absolutely. Just kinda pulled you through each scene and just the cars they're so hot and it was really delicious. Highly recommended it's a wonderful wonderful violence wonderfully violent but not too gory. Still movies, film? I don't care. Flick. There we go. Action flick. That's what I like to call 'em. Just I kinda can't say Keanu and ___. Kinda you know like I love him but I can't I can't really do that. I just doesn't feel right. Yes but I highly recommend this. To everyone who likes beautiful violence things that are slashy.”
Saturday, Apr. 5th, 2008 - 12:44am - BSG FTW!!! Watch me gloat. No Srsly. I am gloating right here. [bsg, ron_moore]
I've been holding this gloat in since last season. lierdumoa has finally caught up! And it's premiere night. AND I've had whiskey. So... LET THE GLOATING COMMENCE.
Tigh? Totally a cylon. Called it in the miniseries. I mean SRSLY. DUH. THIS SHIT IS OBVIOUS TO ME.
I'm sorry if it hurt you, but Cheif? BEST CYLON REVEAL EVER!!! Somewhere in late S1 or early S2. Around the time Boomer started wearing a collar. Or around the time Cheif and Helo bonded and SAVED HER FROM THE RAPING. Oh god I just started wanting and WANTING IT. AND THEN RON MOORE GAVE IT TO ME.
And yes yes. I *realize* all these photos cover most of his face. Turns out it's the shape of his mostly naked head. I do love the rounded head from the beanie. But I wish he would take off the sunglasses. And he *does* when he callsscruffy Charlie. SOPRETTEH!!!
Yeah so this post is basically my admission that the boy-farr has turned a fugly guy? Into a HOT guy. Oh thank god. In episode 4x02 they give him better hair.
I have a hair *thing*. I'M VERY PICKY. SHUSH!! I like at least enough hair to grab a hold of. Colby? Has better hair. OH GOD HE'S SO *EARNEST* NOW!! All Hopeful and PWEASE WUV ME! I'Z GOOD NOW!!! OH GOD HE'S JUST WAITING IN CHARLIES' OFFICE. All help me? Prettyplease? And of course Charlie does.
And now I just can't stop watching Colby Granger jump off of rooftops, balconies, and sometimes he jumps into the bed of a moving truck!!! OH GOD. Now I need to know his name.... Dylan Bruno! Bruno? SRSLY!?? I.... yeah. Bruno it is then. ::headsmash::