I got a juicer today.
The first juice I made was comprised of carrot, beets, ginger and lemon.
It was intense.

It made me pretty sleepy, so I took a nap around 4:30. A big no no generally for someone who has a nine of ten o' clock bed time.

So I am on this dating site. You'd swear I get paid for doing in considering how much time I spend on it. It is such an odd concept. I surf and surf, through hundreds of pages of people. All males between the ages of 30 and 36. Cute ones, bearded ones, bespectacled, freckles, white ones mostly (sometimes an ethnic person gets in there because they have a decieving thumbnail or are particularly alluring). I just messaged this Dominant fellow. He is married and is looking ladies to smack the shit out of.
I'm intrigued.
I have kind of changed my whole take on the business for now. Taking it much more casually. It is so odd, coming from being in a relationship (broke up with Graham in November, so now it is March, that is about 4 months ago) and just sort of expected the next person who I dated would be my boyfriend. It is totally weird when you go into it with that expectation. You can't really, because you don't know who this person is, you don't know their baggage and what they are bringing to the table. Furthermore, one of the few things that I do know is that I am in no position to start a relationship right now. I go berserk! I have to figure out "where we are" after a few days, I need constant attention, great sex off the bat, mutual respect in a few days, in other words: things that aren't possible!! And I think that the only reason why I crave these things is because that is probably the stage I expected to be in with a relationship at this point in my life.
The transition from Johnny to Graham was pretty easy, he fell for me pretty hard relatively quickly and simply adored me. It was such a wonderful high (metaphorically and literally, hardy har) and when it was gone it was a hard crash back into being just a person. By them selves, with no adoration coming from anywhere. Except mommy, who I do hit up for it much more often than I did. I miss her a lot more now that I talk to her more regularly. She will be gone some day.

The kinkster replied.. We've been having this long convo an he asked me to come over for a spanking. I told him I would consider it but I was in my PJs all ready.

I am sleepy.

I have a date tomorrow at a cemetery. My idea. :D

Then a date on Friday with the kinkster...

Oi. Busy lady. I hope I remember the fact that I am a Grad student somewhere in there.

:/
G'night interwebs.