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A half month passing and no updates. I know. Somehow it's just one more thing that I find I don't have time for. Of course in the last two weeks a lot of things have happened both good and bad. But nothing I really want to get into. I have other things to do I guess and to sit down and write it all out is either going to take time I don't have or just depress me.
I'll get back into the swing of things in a little while I think. In particular during the holiday break when I'll have nothing to do and no one is going to be around. Then I'll have loads of time to kill. At the moment however, it's all systems go and there isn't much time for reflection.
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I wrote something here last night. But this morning it seems to have resolved itself. My error. Well, not really an error. I felt how I felt, but it appears cleared up now. So that's all good. No more hackles.
Monday - Not much to mention.
Tuesday - Was supposed to have plans with Mr.Aloof. No big surprise, plans were changed.
Wednesday - Dinner with S and M at Carluccio's. Two bottles of wine, good conversation, lots of laughter. Hopefully turned the day around a bit for S who had a bad one. Can't hurt when you're met at the station, picked up bodily, swung around, and then spanked on the ass. Woo hoo!
Thursday - Woke up with a possible hangover, or was ill- couldn't decide. Felt like shit all day at work. Left early to sleep for two hours. Got up to go down to Brighton and see Mr.Aloof and toy. Hadn't been to Brighton before, can't say I saw much of it. Spent time in my green leather on a cushion on the floor. Got blindfolded. Got touched. Got beaten. Drank from a bowl on the floor. Spent some challenging time as a coffee table. Got touched some more. Got beaten some more. Got well used and abused. Pleasured him. Pleasured her. Got pleasured in return. Didn't get enough sleep. Got a fresh selection of welts and bruises to admire over the next few days.
Friday - Traveled from Brighton to work. Did some work. Had an intimidating meeting with five important men in suits but think I weathered it well. D and V came over for dinner which was really nice. We had tacos. I managed to burn the shells. Thankfully we also had corn chips so instead made impromptu taco salads/nachos. It's easy to forget how wonderful tacos are. I think I'm in the middle of having a mild taco obsession.
So there's the highlights. Also, check out the new article:
The Expressive Art of Natasha Gudermane at The Art of Love
Alright, I know I'm not keeping up my end of the bargain here. Time is really just a commodity I seem to be short of at every turn. And just when my readership seems to be increasing. Of course, the main reason I'm attracting new readers is because of my comments about how my recent hospital experiences would excite someone with a medical fetish. I never considered how many people would be searching for that- or ultrasounds specifically. Still, I'm hoping I don't have anything much new to add in that direction any time soon. So sorry folks. Though I think I'm going to have to get that invasive ultrasound exam for the rest of my life every six months or something. Bet you're jealous.
Moving on. I'm writing from home because I went to this Eurostar testing thing at the new St. Pancreas station today. For my time I got refreshments, lunch, and a free round trip Eurostar voucher. Plus I got to check out the new station. It was fun. I wish I'd had some friends along, but I just brought some books and crosswords. And so it ended and now I'm home. I guess I could have gone shopping or something but I had my rucksack with me since they asked you to bring luggage. So I just went home and now I'm finally having some time to just chill, which I've been somewhat short of it seems recently.
Which isn't to say there isn't loads to do around here. I'm finishing up my next article and I've got another in the pipeline. Plus I've also agreed to review a sex gaming site, which is going to take some time to explore. Oh, shame that. I also need to do some laundry which includes changing up my sheets and duvet. It's time for the winter weight one, though the weather is surprisingly mild today.
I should be generally content with things at the moment, except I'm not. It's been a rough couple of weeks as I've found myself slipping into a depression. That hasn't been so great. I recognize it for what it is, but I can't see to shake it. And no, it's not hormones. It's the same old shit really, but I've mostly managed to move past my heavily depressive phases. So I guess it's taken me a bit off-guard just how hard this one has hit me. I haven't had such aggressive self-negative thoughts in a really long time. I'm sure it'll pass, it always does. But in the meantime, it's not particularly fun.
I've got a week of vacation left to take before the end of the year and I've been seriously thinking about going to a meditation and/or yoga retreat. I really just feel like I need to get away from everything and find some sort of peace, even if just for a short while. Still, the one I'm considering is in Scotland somewhere in December. Does this sound like a good idea? I haven't decided yet.
