Jason Rimbaud

That was hyperbolic, I'm talking about how "physical" physical therapy was actually going to be. I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't what I got. He also didn't choke me either. .

A question? You aren't sure if it was more fun or not.

Like me, I'm weird

So yesterday I had my first Parent Teacher Association appointment with a Penis Twister I'll call Mario. (full disclosure his name is Mario) He's like 5 foot 5 inches, and has the strongest hands I've ever had wrapped around my throat. He arrived at my house at ten am. he went over what his goals were going to be, and what I could expect from our weekly sessions. I never had a Penis Inspector come to my house before, so I was kind of thinking he was going to rotate my foot, maybe move my legs in a bicycle fashion due to my lack of activity. What proceeded was 55 minutes of total hell. By the time I was done, I was sweating, my foot throbbed, and I felt as if I ran a marathon. Then he did some kind of medieval massage where his hands moved up a bit too close to my back there place. My lack of sex drive came roaring back. When Mario left, I felt like I needed a cigarette. And I don't even smoke anymore. I think it might take me an entire week to recover from what Mario did to my poor foot. That being said, he did say I should get back 90% of my mobility. He also said my "good" ankle, had some issues that he was going to fix for "Free". Whatever that means. Holy shit I am sore today. But the funny thing is, my foot does feel a bit better. And they said Monday I should be able to get my walking cast. So I have seven more weeks of Mario showing up to my house re-breaking my ankle each week. Wish me luck! And Cassie, why didn't you warn me what I was in for, .

If that is indeed your luggage, I don't see any undies, so you are already behind the eightball! Truthfully, I don't think body counts matter. How many or how few? Nor do I think its healthy to worry that you have been missing out due to your lack of partners. However....I have two friends who are in an open relationship, let's call them M and F. It wasn't M's idea, but they have been open for almost two years. F had a very traumatic incident when he was younger that all but killed his sex drive. And the older he got, the more it manifested itself into a complete lack of interest. M has a high sex and F began to feel his lack of interest was causing problems in their marriage. So he suggested opening it up so M could experience sex. They worked out a series of rules and then redefined them as issues came up. Until they settled on five rules that worked. According to both of them, they are better now, that F no longer feels pressure to satisfy M. M is getting that biological need fulfilled, and they are actually going out on dates again. For them, it did wonders. I think people put too much importance on sex and monogamy. I've had sex with lots of people but never found the intimacy I've found with my husband just sitting next to one another. So if you are wanting to open it up, and your partner seems in agreement, I'd suggest rules, and then be safe but have some fun.

You'd like it for a different reason!

I actually never use fake meat. To much presertives, too much sodium, too much oil, too much fat. It is very unhealthy for you. I do have vegan options but I actually use veggies as my option. so you would have lots of things to choose from. YES I SAW THE MIS SPELLED WORD AND NO I'M NOT GOING TO CORRECT IT

I am recovering from ankle surgery, had a nasty fall a few weeks ago and have three screws on my foot. sorry for the delay.

I am recovering from ankle surgery, had a nasty fall a few weeks ago and have three screws on my foot. sorry for the delay.

I don't know, twisting is always fun!

Could you though? Could you? 😎

It means Parent Teacher Association.

Wow...speechless.

hahahaah, I'll print this comment out and tape it to my foot! .

Thanks for your cinders, .

No one....no one wants to join. So I'm in a Sacred Order all by myself. .

All right, enough of this pity party bullshit. (mostly on my side) I shall resume my usual pointless posts later. I think now I shall take a nap and mess with the cats whilst they are sleeping. I'll find a way to get back to my annoying self soon I'm sure. Thanks to everyone for the comments...much appreciated.

That's a hard drug that has taken many people way too soon. I'm just lucky that for 15 years, I hadn't need any of those hard drugs.

I told him to find a dick and that started a big fight. Then he said the cutest thing and the fight stopped. "Just go have a one night stand." "I don't want another dick, your tiny one is perfect for me." . I really love that man. No offense, but your nurse in Encrypted crossed the line many times and harassed that poor boy. I really liked Encrypted but everytime that nurse was on the page, I cringed. Just remember, I loved that story, I even wrote a review, which I've only done a handful of times. . But no more Nurse Pedo please. That was actually really scary. Having that lay dormant for so many years without any thoughts of going back. Six days on them and I was ready to buy an eightball. Thankfully I don't know any drug dealers anymore, and couldn't leave to go find some. Messed my head up to be honest. People always told me you are always an addict. And since I didn't have cravings and hadn't taken anything stronger than over the counter painkillers for fifteen years, I didn't really think that was true. Boy, it didn't take me long to get right back to that headspace. Without that pain in the ass husband, not sure what would have happened. Thankfully I was able to laugh again and now I'm back to only seven days sober...I guess 15 years was a good first run. .

Don't try to get on his good side. . Out of the two of us, compared to mine, his sex drive is non-existent. (you know its true). I think he just misses me sniffing around begging. Full Disclosure: he's been amazing during this time. Attentive, caring, and helping me do disgusting things I can't. And without going into too many personal details, he's been very understanding about the whole pill situations. He never knew me when I was in the throes of pills and powders, nor has he ever had that problem, so though he didn't understand the urges, he helped talk me through them and he's been amazing. Now if I could only get him to stop climbing on like I'm his favorite ride at Disney Land. .

I am a bit worried, my first PTA, thirty years ago almost, was not a good experience. I hope in the years since, techniques and medicine has grown. We'll see, the guy I have comes highly recommended, we'll see when he shows up on Wednesday. As for the no sex thing, I told him to utilize the toys we've bought over the years. Or go to Powerhouse and find something. He declined and didn't speak to me for a few hours. I wish he was this frisky when I'm not laid up in bed. Every other time I have to get him drunk, now its like every other minute he's trying to pounce. I think he's trying to score brownie points. In showing that he wants it now, when he knows I don't, once I'm healed up, he will find a way to use this against me, I know it.

I am rarely at a loss for words. But this is the best comment I've ever gotten. I really don't know how to respond...but you win best comment!!! PS: it was however a drive-by for no reason. Not saying I don't deserve everything I get, especially from you and that Queen person, but in this instance, I had been behaving. PSS: Thank you!

Twelve day Update: My foot hurts, less than before. I still can't put pressure on it (read I am advised against putting pressure on it) In two days I am having my first PTA session. Depending on how everything goes, I might be able to get into a walking cast. (crosses fingers) My goal is to poop alone! On the good news front, no signs of infection, and I am no longer taking any pain pills at all. Though my whiskey budget has been blown out of the water. The doctor thinks I'm going to get blasted and go on a run or something, he strongly advises me not to drink. I told him it was better than risking a relapse by taking pills. My head is mostly clear, but propping up in bed is near impossible for me to use my laptop without my leg really throbbing. On the pain front, my husband has tried to kill me multiple times while attempting to bath me. He doesn't understand the word gentle and has gotten too friendly with my back there place while *pretending* to clean me. And seeing as for the first time in my life, I really don't feel interested in sex, anyone want to come over and take care of his itch? On the depression side of life, I am feeling much better and seem to be in a better frame of mind. Don't tell her, but Krista wrote something in some comment somewhere that got me laughing so hard and pulled me out of some dark thoughts patterns. I really wish I could remember where I read it, or even if I did. I've been having the best lucid dreams lately. Either way, thanks to the FO or not. Back to watching season 3 of the boys.

Okies!

Running the risk of taking this off topic...AI can be used for good as well as bad. . This sentence proves that everyone is scared of the Fabulous One for no reason. She's tender hearted amazing woman, nothing to fear. Long Live the Sacred Knights of Trolling Krista.