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Larry the Cat and Bob the Dog :)

Larry the Cat and Bob the Dog :)

What do you do when something you want to blog about might hurt, offend or upset people you care about? Having a crisis here about whether or not to talk about a particular subject on my wordpress, because I know it may touch the nerves of people who follow that blog. It’s a conundrum.

Anonymous
asks:
What is your favourite memory?

It’s very hard to chose just one memory to be my favourite over any other. I’ve been so lucky with the people in my life that I’ve been provided with some amazing memories.

Summer nights so warm that sleep is impossible, walking miles to no end, talking about everything.

Skinny dipping in a stranger’s swimming pool while they’re away on holiday. I was feeding the cat for them.

A kiss lasting hours.

BBQs in the park with people as accepting of me that day as they were the last time I saw them.

Music festivals with the man I love - sun, rain, smiles, and sex in a tent to the distant strains of Iron Maiden playing on a stage that could hardly support the weight of their egos.

Just laying for hours in his arms, talking, not talking. Days passing in a whirl of skin and sweat, eating just enough to sustain ourselves.

Christmas dinner with my family (the bits before they all get drunk)

Dancing so hard that I can’t feel my feet, that when I get home I can feel the music pounding in my chest.

There are so many fantastic things that have happened to me that picking just one is impossible.

Anonymous
asks:
Quite seriously, what is best in life?

Quite seriously, eh? *puts away box of gags and tricks*

For me, the thing that is best in life is having people that I love to share it with. I live with two amazing people, I have a wonderful boyfriend, and my friends fill each day with colour and thought. Interacting directly with them isn’t even all that necessary due to modern technology. I can see what people are thinking and doing just by browsing facebook or twitter.

There is nothing better than knowing that you are surrounded by people who love you and who you love in return, who you can laugh and cry and have adventures with.

Anonymous
asks:
Does God exist?

Asking if God exists is kind of like asking if the sea is blue. Some people will say yes, some people will say no, and some people will say that it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

I think that if ‘God’ exists, it’s certainly not as the Christians (or any of the mainstream religions) see it. It’s probably more along the lines of a Force or a Power, kinda like Mother Nature, rather than some Ultimate Cosmic Being.

I certainly don’t think there’s a guy with a bushy white beard sat on a throne made of clouds and gold waiting to judge everyone as they pop their clogs.

There’s the possibility that some older religions had it right and there is a God for every aspect of the world. A God of fingernails, maybe, or a God of those little plastic discs that live in the lids of coke bottles. Who knows?

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I don’t believe in God in a traditional sense of the word, but there remains the possibility (actually, there are infinite possibilities - what the hell do we know?) that there are ‘Forces’ like the Wind, the Sun, the Tides etc. and they all exert some influence over what happens in everone’s lives in some small way. Maybe.

Questions from Facebook

So, trying to make use of the ‘ask’ feature, I linked my tumblr to my Facebook. A few people left me questions there rather than using the tumblr page, so I’m going to answer them here.

1. Out of LURPS (this is a local, real life role-playing community I am part of), which guys or girls do you wish you’d had (more) sexual encounters with and why?

This is a difficult question to be open about in public, but I said I’d answer anything so let’s see. I’m not going to name people, because one or two of my friends aren’t comfortable with their names being bandied around on the internet and I shall respect that.

I suppose the main person is someone I spent a few months really crushing on. He was the first guy I really wanted after the break up of a long term relationship. It turns out he was sleeping with someone else and couldn’t tell me ‘no’ outright, but preferred to have me trailing after him like a lovesick teenager (which of course, I was).

The second person is someone I lived with in the past, and lived next-door to before that. He is quite a traditionalist when it comes to male/female roles (or so it seems to me), which would be an interesting experience. I also once saw him buying wine, soft fruit, whipped cream and condoms on a Sunday morning, and that sounds like a pretty damned good Sunday to me.

The third is someone I wish there had been more encounters with. While not the ‘best’ sexual partner I ever had, he was one of the more experienced, and always smelled amazing. His body is fantastic and from time to time I fantasize over the first time anything happened between us. He was not afraid to take charge, and the time we had sex on his sofa was one of the more thrilling nights I’ve had - It makes it hard to watch ‘Part Troll’ by Bill Bailey and keep a straight face. Keep seeing him looking sleepy and rumpled and just so….fuckable.

There are people I’ve had passing thoughts over, but those are the ones that I really feel I missed out on.

2. Are there any parts of personality that you dislike or would like to change, whether you can control them or not?

I find it hard to keep motivated about something. I will often dive into something with fervor, to the exclusion of all else, only to back out after losing interest quickly. I would like to be able to train this single minded concentration to last a bit longer. I might actually complete projects then.

I’m too greedy. I can never just have one Jaffa Cake, or a piece of cake. I want the whole packet, or the most sweets, or a full plate of too much pasta, or every book in the series. Thankfully, I don’t think this equates to selfishness.

I’m materialistic. Anyone who knows me knows that I own far too much stuff, but I always want more. I have a working computer but want a better one. I have hundreds of books but want a Kindle. I want shiny saucepan sets and matching stationary and perfume and video games. This is a huge flaw and I really need to become more relaxed about it.

I have limited myself to these three. The depression in me wants to continue and list a lot of other things, but I think these are the ones that I’d certainly have agreed with before the onset of the depression.

Where did Tuesday go?

Currently, all I’m doing is trying. The most monumental thing I’ve actually achieved recently is finishing Paper Mario and the Thousand Year Door. I’m trying to learn to draw. I’m trying to complete the ECDL (European Computer Driving License). I’m trying to declutter and tidy up my bedroom. I’m trying to sort my finances out. I’m trying to regain my old figure. I’m trying to be a thoughtful, clean and considerate housemate, an excellent friend and a perfect girlfriend. I’m trying to maintain my mediocre writing skills, and even to improve them. I’m trying to keep up on current affairs. I’m trying to lose the black dog. I’m trying to remember everything else I’m trying to do in order to list them here.

That’s a lot of things to try and do every day.

Consequently, days like today happen. I had a very small number of things that were vital for me to do this morning - an appointment to attend being the cruicial one. However, after waking up, my brain got stuck in the wrong gear, and started to focus on the fact that today, I am unlikely to achieve anything on my very long list. I began thinking about how little energy I have and how much of that it takes to walk to town and take an ECDL exam, then to meet my boyfriend and make him smile.

The panic of whether or not I’ll ever achieve anything set in. My last real achievement was in 2008, passing my A-Levels and getting into Lancaster University. Since then, my life has been strewn with failures at every step.

So, instead of getting out of bed and making sure that my ECDL isn’t another one of those failures, I spent two and a half hours reading back on the twitter feed on my phone.

I’m trying to stop doing things like that. Looks like I need to try harder.

I’ve lost the thread of this post. I’m not sure where I was going with it anymore.

Uch, dusty.

It’s been a long time since I was here!

I’ve been very bad at blogging recently. Moving house got in the way, but since getting settled in I’ve got no excuse, really.

A friend of mine has sparked an idea within me of truly open blogging, of an un-compromisingly open and honest mind splurge. It’ll be hard but I’m going to try it.