<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:27:14.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts and Rants</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-8501251015193630918</id><published>2008-02-06T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:54:38.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>I am moving to VA to be with my Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer going to write in this blog (not that I do much anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting a new blog to keep away the crazies. &lt;br /&gt;I'll send out a mass email soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-8501251015193630918?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/8501251015193630918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=8501251015193630918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/8501251015193630918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/8501251015193630918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to say goodbye'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-2668457487712150486</id><published>2007-09-05T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:52:55.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome interview today.  They pretty much offered me the job!  They just need to check out my refferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with the Disaster Action Team have been busy.  We have had 6 fires so far this week...  hard ones too.  Arson, young kids, and even a fatality.  Being on call with the DAT is amazing, but there are times when it is really hard too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master is out of town this week, so that means I am watching Ogre... I love Ogre... he is the sweetest puppy ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-2668457487712150486?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/2668457487712150486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=2668457487712150486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/2668457487712150486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/2668457487712150486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-8818101034248526891</id><published>2007-08-29T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:17:54.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to go out with Master and his friend Zip on Wednesday night.  We went to an awesome goth club and had a bunch of fun just hanging out and drinking.  I left for TN the following morning at th ass-crack of dawn and just slept on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was a really fun one.  I got to see the kids and spend some time with my sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master picked me up from  the airport yesterday.  Zip is such a sweety he gave Master and I some privacy in the apartment so we could have loud sex.  After Zip came back we all played video games into the wee hours of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-8818101034248526891?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/8818101034248526891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=8818101034248526891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/8818101034248526891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/8818101034248526891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-7739807736837919848</id><published>2007-08-21T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:45:35.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips</title><content type='html'>Last night was an emotional night.  I got to spend the night with Master, I was looking forward to it and really wanted it to be a nice night for us.  Then my hormones decided to make themselves known and I ended up a blubbering mess.  Maybe it was the PMS maybe I was just emotional because of stress but whatever the case I ended up crying in his arms most of the night.  Master really is the best master a girl could wish for, he was very understanding and held be close all night long.  I can't help but feel like in a way I ruined our night together. Which as it turns out may very well be our last night together for the next three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I decided a trip to visit my sister might be in order so I bought a ticket and I leave Thursday for TN.   I will return on Tuesday.  I am looking forward to seeing my sister and the kids.  My sister and I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tentative&lt;/span&gt; plans to go rock climbing on Saturday so that should be fun.  It's been a while since I went climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this evening I found out Master is going to Nevada for work.  He leaves on Monday, the day before I come home, and will be gone for two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master's friend is moving back here and will be staying with Master for a few weeks or so.  He is supposed to get here tonight.  I am really looking forward to meeting him but Master hasn't yet decided if it will work out for me to come over before I leave or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-7739807736837919848?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/7739807736837919848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=7739807736837919848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/7739807736837919848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/7739807736837919848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2007/08/trips.html' title='Trips'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-7016188858684710130</id><published>2007-08-19T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:54:04.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back</title><content type='html'>I have decided to start posting again. Its been almost a year since I regularly posted. A lot has happened, good and bad. I've been thinking about posting for a long time now and last night I received some news that pushed me to get up off my ass and actually start posting. My master is moving to VA. At the end of October. This blog will let him keep up with  whats going on in my life. I am going to miss him more than anything but I love him and we will make this work. &lt;br /&gt;On second thought maybe I won't start blogging again, my life is decidedly boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-7016188858684710130?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/7016188858684710130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=7016188858684710130&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/7016188858684710130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/7016188858684710130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back.html' title='Im Back'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-116672402602625344</id><published>2006-12-21T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:00:26.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just to keep Blogger from deleting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going swimmingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Holiday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-116672402602625344?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116672402602625344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=116672402602625344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/116672402602625344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/116672402602625344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-just-to-keep-blogger-from.html' title=''/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115868925665603204</id><published>2006-09-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T11:07:36.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2006/09/18/video-kids-at-jesus-camp_n_29703.html"&gt;This video gives me nightmares.  View at your own risk.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115868925665603204?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115868925665603204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115868925665603204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115868925665603204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115868925665603204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/09/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115803673006912510</id><published>2006-09-11T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:52:10.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend.</title><content type='html'>I had the best weekend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Scout took me to the local gaming store and taught me how to play Illuminati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to a play party.  We had alot of pplay time wich was nice.  Everything from the vamprie mitt to being spanked on the bench to being flogged on the cross.  We even had some time for rope work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we did some shopping and then spent the rest of the day just enjoying eachothers company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an interview, it went well.  I have a second interview on Wednesday.  I have another interview at a differnt place on Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115803673006912510?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115803673006912510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115803673006912510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115803673006912510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115803673006912510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend.'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115766196507478538</id><published>2006-09-07T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:46:05.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pez Porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="365" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2754550"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115766196507478538?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115766196507478538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115766196507478538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115766196507478538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115766196507478538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/09/pez-porn.html' title='Pez Porn'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115692097786823106</id><published>2006-08-29T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:56:17.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frazzled</title><content type='html'>I leave for Austin Thursday morning.  I am packed and ready to go.  I have a killer outfit for the clubs.  I am already packed and ready to go, but I keep thinking I am forgetting something.  I have pleanty of clothes and my teddy bear and my toys.  I have my flight info and my travelers checks... maybe it'll come to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and some good news... I have an interview lined up for a job. It'll be after I get home from Austin.  I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout and I have a play-date set up for tomorrow night.  Then I need to be at the shuttle by 6:40 am.  That means leaving Scouts place by 5:30am so that I can get home and get my bags and then head to catch my shuttle to the airport.  I will nap on the plane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115692097786823106?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115692097786823106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115692097786823106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115692097786823106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115692097786823106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/frazzled.html' title='frazzled'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115657922962777110</id><published>2006-08-26T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T01:00:29.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole damn day in bed today.  I got home from Scouts around 730 am and went back to bed right away.  I could feel a migraine coming on and hoped I could sleep it off.  It was one of those killer migraines complete with the nausea and the sensitivity to light and sound and all that jazz. I ended up not getting out of bed until about 5pm.  I feel better now, a little run down but much better.  I even went out to a 9pm movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to Austin, I even have a date in the dungeon with Aleni... I get to be tied up... what girl could resist that?  Oh and I also have a rope date set up with a sweet soldier on leave from Iraq.  Gotta give a guy something to think about when he goes back right?&lt;br /&gt;Aleni, Mark, Lani, the Photographer and I might go out clubbing in Austin.  There is the Goth club I want to check out.  I am thinking I will wear my black catsuit with some of Monk's rope the glows in black light to accent it.  I think It will look killer in the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout and I had a good talk last night.  We aren't exclusive, we aren't serious, we aren't anything really.  Well that's not entirely true, we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; good friends who very much enjoy each others company and who enjoy a lot of the same things when it comes to SM.  But at this point a relationship just isn't in the cards, neither one of us is ready for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115657922962777110?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115657922962777110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115657922962777110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115657922962777110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115657922962777110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115636174629434488</id><published>2006-08-23T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:35:46.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin</title><content type='html'>Things are starting to come together for the Austin trip.  The Photographer and I are meeting at the airport on Thursday and from there we will head to the hotel.  After getting settled in we have the rest of Thursday and all of Friday to hang out until the event starts.  If we get bored I can always go buy a gun and shoot something, afterall it is Texas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably be demoing for a thin rope intricate bondage class and then maybe even being a practice bottom for a few others.  All in all I am looking forward to the event.  It'd be nice if Scout were able to make it but I am still going to have all kinds of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115636174629434488?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115636174629434488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115636174629434488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115636174629434488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115636174629434488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/austin.html' title='Austin'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115635925203272256</id><published>2006-08-23T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T11:54:12.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never"src="http://www.kontrabandcontent.co.uk/1/graphics/pics/BigRedButton.swf" height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loseralliance.com"&gt;Get This Button On LoserAlliance.Com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115635925203272256?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115635925203272256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115635925203272256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115635925203272256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115635925203272256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/red-dot.html' title='The Red Dot'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115622932809904834</id><published>2006-08-21T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:54:46.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step out of the Vehicle</title><content type='html'>So much has been going on, I have a lot to mull over.&lt;br /&gt;It seems Maia and the boyfriend have worked things out.  I am beginning to really worry about her and fear that sooner or later he is going to tell her he doesn't want me around her.  After all if he separates her from her friends he can have more control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other night I got pulled over by the police.  The cop comes up to the car and tells me he pulled me over because I have a taillight that is out.  He said he was going to check my record and then if all came back okay he was just going to write me a compliance order, I just need to get the light fixed and bring it to the cop shop to have them sign off on it.  I give him my license and he goes back to the car to check on it.  He is there forever, another cop car pulls up and then leaves after a few minutes.  The cop comes back and asks me to step out of the vehicle.  I nearly fainted, a cop has never asked me to do that before.  I wasn't sure what to expect, turns out he just wanted to show me what was wrong with the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to get the &lt;a href="http://www.berresbros.com/index.cfm"&gt;Berres Brothers Coffee Roasters &lt;/a&gt;to donate some coffee to Wolfy and the rest of the guys.  It'll be a special treat for the guys, I am glad I was able to do it for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the subs dinner and then Wednesday I'll just stay in or maybe see if Maia can go to a movie.  Thursday hopefully I will get to see Scout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115622932809904834?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115622932809904834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115622932809904834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115622932809904834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115622932809904834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/step-out-of-vehicle.html' title='Step out of the Vehicle'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115618525310988813</id><published>2006-08-21T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:34:13.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Centaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:blue; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Centaur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/centaur.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order.&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115618525310988813?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115618525310988813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115618525310988813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115618525310988813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115618525310988813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/centaur.html' title='Centaur'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115613617335743503</id><published>2006-08-20T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:56:13.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drunkeness</title><content type='html'>A lot has been going on since my last post.  Some good some not so good.  I had a really rough weekend. Maia and went camping during the week and came back on Saturday evening.  Her boyfriend was 'to busy' to see her and Scout is out of state so Maia and I went out drinking.  She had some concerns about her relationship and by then end of the night we were both really drunk and really mad about the way he has been treating her.  The boyfriend showed up at the bar and a fight ensued.  I got a ride to a friend's house from one of the security guards and Maia was getting a ride from her boyfriend.  I couldn't talk her out of it, neither could her brother,  I just knew I wasn't getting in that car.  I tried calling Scout a few times, I was upset and worried (and drunk) and I just needed to know everything would be okay.  I am sure I made a complete ass of myself on his voice mail.  I did end up getting to talk to Bear though and he helped me feel better, he always knows the right things to say to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Maia early this am and she said she thought she and the boyfriend had broken up... but she said she was hoping they hadn't broken up and that he would call.  I haven't heard from her since which I am guessing means they are back together.  After the way I yelled at him lastnight for the way he treats Maia I doubt he will be to happy with Maia and I hanging out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115613617335743503?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115613617335743503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115613617335743503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115613617335743503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115613617335743503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/drunkeness.html' title='drunkeness'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115535708380930991</id><published>2006-08-11T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:35:08.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Liquids</title><content type='html'>I had the most wonderful date with Scout last night.  He is so good to me.  I was feeling rather bloated and crampy and just lied low and rested for the first couple of hours. Scout sat next to me and rubbed my back and ran his fingers through my hair and them went off to work on his computer and left me to rest.  After I was feeling better we went downstairs to do a bit of packing.  We enjoyed the rest of the evening in each others arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Seth and I are going to go to Great America.  We both have season passes so it's a fun cheap way to spend a day.  After we get back we might go to the fruit loop with Princess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Austin trip is getting closer and closer... I cannot wait.  Because of the recent terrorist thing no liquids are allowed on the plane... &lt;em&gt;"No liquids or gels of any kind will be permitted to pass security checkpoints or in carry-on baggage. This includes all beverages, shampoo, suntan lotion, creams, tooth paste, hair gel, perfumes and other items of similar consistency."&lt;/em&gt;  At least I can still bring my laptop and a book.  I am a little nervous about bringing my rope though... I guess I can check it... But I'd die if they lost it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115535708380930991?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115535708380930991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115535708380930991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115535708380930991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115535708380930991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-liquids.html' title='No Liquids'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115506692775330627</id><published>2006-08-08T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:55:27.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity</title><content type='html'>I've had a rather productive day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a few hours looking for jobs and applied for a few of them.  I also am considering a staffing agency because I really need work but they don't really cater to jobs in my field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into going back to school, I know I can't start as a Grad student until Fall '07 but I might be able to start in Jan as a Special student and then transfer the credits over in Fall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of making some ears for my cat suit... The dye is drying right now.  Once the dye dries I just need to sew them and glue them to the barrettes.  I am debating on whether I should try making a tail for my cat suit or if I should have to Toy Maker make one for me.  Part of me thinks I wont need a tail... But It might look cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today I am headed to the electronics store to pick something up for Scout and then sometime either tonight or in the next few days I am going to drop it off for him.  I am even gonna behave when I drop it off, Scout has a busy week this week and the last think I want to do is to be a distraction.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Okay well I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;want&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be a distraction but I know I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shouldn't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115506692775330627?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115506692775330627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115506692775330627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115506692775330627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115506692775330627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/productivity.html' title='Productivity'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115497925105193488</id><published>2006-08-07T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:34:11.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weeeknd</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful weekend.  Saturday I got a few things done around the house and then in the afternoon I headed over to Scout's place.  We did a little shopping and went to a special park and took a walk.  I am really glad that we are in eachothers live's again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to Ren Faire.  I had a great time hanging out with everyone from the group and I think that Scout had a good time getting to know them.  Most of us want to go back again sometime... but next time Scout and I will be going in costume.  We thought a slave costume might look cute.  I havent found any as of yet but &lt;a href="http://www.buycostumes.com/ProductDetail.aspx?ProductID=18014&amp;PCatID=adultcostumes&amp;ccatid=adultmedievalrenaissance"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on looks nice, so does &lt;a href="http://www.costumeman.com/greekgoddess1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one but it isn't exactly Renn.  &lt;a href="http://www.futurememories.com/rbc-1243.html"&gt;So far this is the best one I found.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we had some alone time and a chance to cuddle... I was even lucky enough to recieve one of the best floggings i've had in ages.  I also discovered that I love knife play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115497925105193488?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115497925105193488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115497925105193488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115497925105193488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115497925105193488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeeknd_07.html' title='the weeeknd'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115475616433219306</id><published>2006-08-04T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:36:04.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I've been home for a few days now... I really missed all you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with Scout last night, we had a really nice talk and went for ice cream and took Ogre for a walk.  Ogre is the cutest lil puppy ever ('cept he isn't all that little).  After our walk Scout and I had some time to cuddle which was awesome, it felt really good to be back in his arms again.  It's a really nice feeling to snuggle up with someone and feel completely safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the State Fair with the Princess and another friend.  We had a nice time... nothing exciting but something to keep us out of trouble on a Friday night so all is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the Ren Faire trip... there is going to be a whole group of us kinky folks so that'll be all kinds of fun.  I still have absolutely no idea what to wear, I don't exactly have a costume but perhaps I can come up with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't forgotten about you Aleni.... I am gonna send a care package soon... hopefully so you get it before Austin... but its only three weeks away and who knows how long mail takes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115475616433219306?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115475616433219306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115475616433219306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115475616433219306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115475616433219306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115413931438055298</id><published>2006-07-28T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:46:48.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New begninings</title><content type='html'>My niece was born this week.  6lbs 15oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/1600/evelyn_edited.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/200/evelyn_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a 0 birthday party for the baby, the kids were so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout and I have been doing some talking, we still have alot to talk about but than can wait untill I get back from TN.  We are talking about possibly going down to Ren Faire on the Sunday after I get home.  It'll be my first time going to Ren and I am looking forward to it, hopefully it'll work for us to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to going to Austin and seeing Aleni and Mark again, and meeting Lani, We are going to have so much fun.  If i am lucky maybe I will get some dungeon time with Mark or Aleni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st on my list of things to do when I get home is to find a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115413931438055298?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115413931438055298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115413931438055298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115413931438055298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115413931438055298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-begninings.html' title='New begninings'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115376803971402454</id><published>2006-07-24T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T12:07:19.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roomie</title><content type='html'>So I have a new roomie now... His name is Samson.  I like to call him Sammy.  Right now he is staying with a friend of mine and then when I return from TN He will be moving in with me.  I am going to share my room with him.  Sammy is very sweet and gentle, a real cuddler.  Did I mention Samson is a 4ft Ball Python?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He belongs to Wolfy, the guy who was taking care of Sam while Wolfy is in Iraq can no ,onger keep him so Sam is moving in with me.  We are going to be roomies untill Wolfy comes home.  Sammy eats live rats... I havent yet figured out how I am going to feed him without touching the rat but we will work something out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleni... if you are reading this... Plwase know that I am thinking of you.  *Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115376803971402454?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115376803971402454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115376803971402454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115376803971402454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115376803971402454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-roomie.html' title='New Roomie'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115328263711215163</id><published>2006-07-18T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:17:17.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>so alot of stuff has happened lately.... some good some not so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:  I pulled some lady from a flood.  (read about it &lt;a href="http://twistedmonk.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-got-this-e-mail-from-friend-in.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;I'm to lazy to write it again)&lt;br /&gt;Bad:  I ruined the rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I am down in TN to spend some time with my  sis and help once the baby is born&lt;br /&gt;Bad :  Its super hot and humid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:  Nothing good here&lt;br /&gt;Bad:  I went to put my shoes on, without socks, something I rarely do.  SO I put my foot into my shoe and &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;squish&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  I feel something wet and slimey on my foot.  At first I thought one of the kids had put something in my shoe but no such luck... it was, or had been, a frog.  I had frog guts on my foot, I nearly vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:  I dont miss the people from TN anymore&lt;br /&gt;Bad:  I miss my friends back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news someone from my past has returned and as of yet I am not sure if it's a good thing or not.  I think it is, but time will tell I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also had a few minor health issues but they should all be taken care of after some more tests when I get back home...  nothing major dont worry... I'll tell more when I know more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115328263711215163?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115328263711215163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115328263711215163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115328263711215163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115328263711215163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/07/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115139629447956370</id><published>2006-06-27T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T01:24:06.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Guest Map</title><content type='html'>I have a new guest map.  Please take the time to say hello and mark your spot on the map.  Remember to leave a comment or it won't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115139629447956370?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115139629447956370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115139629447956370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115139629447956370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115139629447956370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-guest-map.html' title='New Guest Map'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115130809500688358</id><published>2006-06-26T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:48:15.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered what your &lt;a href="http://www.callme.nm.ru/"&gt;name looks like in Russian?&lt;/a&gt;  All you need to do is go&lt;a href="http://www.callme.nm.ru/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; ignore all the russian and click to see what your name looks like in Russian as well as the Russian meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write more but I am sleepy... enjoy the Russian site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115130809500688358?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115130809500688358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115130809500688358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115130809500688358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115130809500688358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/russian.html' title='Russian'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115093930806861117</id><published>2006-06-21T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:21:48.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>I paid for and registered for the Austin Rope Symposium.... now I just need to buy my plane ticket and I'll be good to go.  The wonderful Photographer from NYC is gonna let me bunk with him in his hotel room so that'll save me lotsa money.  He really is a sweety. It'll be great because I will not only get to spend the weekend at a rope convention but I will get to hang out with some friends; The Photographer, Aleni, Mark and Eghead will all be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I just got back from TN... my sister and her family are doing alright.  I am going to head back in a month or so when the baby is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor today for that pesky cough... i've had it a few weeks now.  They sid my tonsils are swollen and put me on an antibiotic.  If it doesn't go away in 10 days i have to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115093930806861117?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115093930806861117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115093930806861117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115093930806861117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115093930806861117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115051938776445130</id><published>2006-06-16T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:43:07.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Hospitality</title><content type='html'>i'm in Tennessee and it's hot as hell, no hotter than hell.  It was in the mid fucking 90s today.  Good news tomorrow is only in the mid 80s and even better news Sunday-Tuesday is scattered Thunderstorms though it'll still be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am down here is I am visiting my sister to help out with the kids and give her some rest before she has her baby. She isnt due untill August and is already dialated.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back home on Tuesday and then if all goes well I will be back in TN mid July-mid August for the baby's birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I am definatly going to Austin for the Austin Rope Symposium.  I will be sharing a room with my wonderful friend Merlin the Photographer.  If I am lucky I will get to be a demo bunny for Mark's classes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep more info later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115051938776445130?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115051938776445130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115051938776445130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115051938776445130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115051938776445130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/southern-hospitality.html' title='Southern Hospitality'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-115004190209405517</id><published>2006-06-11T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:05:02.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't do it.  I just couldn't say goodbye.  Somehow this time seemed different, I had a bad feeling about this time.  I did go to the party, I hugged him told him I loved him, drank a lot of whiskey (too much?), and spent hours chatting and talking and just hanging out.  There were a lot of hugs and just as many tears but when it came down to it I refused to say goodbye.  My innerchild tells me that if I don't say goodbye then the person can't really leave and while I am fully aware that this isn't true I was afraid that this time would be the last time.  Once Wolfy gets settled back in over there (can one ever really settle into a tent in the desert?) he will start emailing me again and I won't worry so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-115004190209405517?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115004190209405517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=115004190209405517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115004190209405517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/115004190209405517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-couldnt-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114989875898344938</id><published>2006-06-09T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:19:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolfy</title><content type='html'>Wolfy is back in town on medical leave... he has been here for the last two weeks.  I've been spending alot of time with him and well in an hour I am leaving to go see him again.  Only this time he is leaving on Sunday to go back overseas.  I love hanging out with Wolfy, but I am dreading tonight.  I am not sure I can handle saying goodbye.  I want to see him but I don't know at the same time I am dreading it.. part of me can't help but wonder if it will be  the last time.  But I am going to try and not think about that and have a good time tonight.  We are going to all get really drunk and pretend thats it's like any other night out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a play party to go to... maybe it'll keep my mind off Wolfy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114989875898344938?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114989875898344938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114989875898344938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114989875898344938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114989875898344938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/wolfy.html' title='Wolfy'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114983514275169043</id><published>2006-06-08T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:39:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Well I have decided I am going back to school.  I want to get my Masters degree... It is to late to apply for the fall semester but perhaps Spring will work, or maybe I will have to wait untill summer or fall of 2007.  In the mean time I am looking for a job.  I've applied for a few but havent heard back yet but it is still too early to tell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the 13th I am heading down to TN.  My sister needs me, she is 7 months pregnent and has started to dialate.  My mission is to keep her off her feet as much as possible.  I'll help with the cooking and cleaning and hang out with the kids so she can take it easy.  I will be staying a week and then not to long after I leave someone else will be going to help.  I will still have my cell phone and email if anyone wants/needs to contact me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bad news... &lt;a href="http://twistedmonk.blogspot.com/2006/06/welcome-to-worst-day-of-my-life-it.html"&gt;There was a fire in Monk's Abbey&lt;/a&gt;.  The damage wasn't as bad as it could have been, but there was enough.  It seems the fire started on the roof the fire department is saying it is "suspicious".  My heart goes out to Monk, I just wish there was something I could do to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114983514275169043?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114983514275169043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114983514275169043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114983514275169043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114983514275169043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114966899352415886</id><published>2006-06-06T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T01:29:53.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dungeon</title><content type='html'>Friday night, the first night of Shibaricon 2006 was an especially good night.  I took my time getting ready and then headed down to the dungeon to wander around and watch.  Later on in the night I got the chance to be suspended by Mark of DV8.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a suspension rack near the back wall, it was one of those huge rectangular wooden racks.  Mark stared off by tying a chest harness on me and then from what I can remember through the fog of subspace I was partially suspended and then ropes were attached to my ankles and was suspended from there.  Mark did this really cool thing where he flipped me around from one position to the other without undoing the ropes.  To be honest now that I am sitting here trying to type this I realize that I don't quite remember as many details as I thought but that isn't a bad thing, the reason I remember more of an overall feeling rather than the details is that I was happily floating in subspace.  Hanging from the rack enjoying myself as wonderful things happened...  After everything was said and done I was in a happy naked pile on the floor of the hotel (if you have ever been there you know its saying a lot to have any part of your body touch that floor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the best nights sleep I had that whole weekend... And I had wonderful rope marks to show off in the coming days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114966899352415886?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114966899352415886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114966899352415886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114966899352415886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114966899352415886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/dungeon.html' title='The Dungeon'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114947540421096165</id><published>2006-06-04T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:43:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got alot on my mind so the dungeon story will need to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a huge drop or let down of sorts after an event like Shibaricon... and I am still feeling it after a week has passed.  I made some wonderful friends and caught up with some old ones, and learned some things about people whom i thought I knew.  One friend in particular isnt exactly what i thought they were, though maybe it was the stress of the weekend or maybe we just didnt know eachother as well as we thought we did, or perhaps there were hidden expectations neither realized were there.  The comfort level that used to always be there wasnt... and i think that was the reason we didnt hang out as much as we might have.  Not that one wouldnt have been welcome to hangout with the other... but it just didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong... it was a wonderful weekend... it was so great to see everyone... &lt;a href="http://eghead.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eghead&lt;/a&gt; was there from the east coast, &lt;a href="http://twistedmonk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monk&lt;/a&gt; from the west coast and then there is L and the Medic from right here in the Midwest... only a few hours from me.  I plan on visiting them soon.  I also met a wonderful couple, Mark and Aleni from Australia and soon I will write about the time I spent in to dungeon in Mark's ropes.  I don't want to forget about the wonderful minx of a girl I met from the UK or the Photographer from NY.  We all had so much fun together and it is because of them that I had such a great time... but at the same time that is why I miss them so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114947540421096165?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114947540421096165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114947540421096165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114947540421096165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114947540421096165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-got-alot-on-my-mind-so-dungeon.html' title=''/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114939094570060324</id><published>2006-06-03T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:15:46.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shibaricon 2006</title><content type='html'>Friday, Friday was a good day at the con.  I woke up feeling rested and refreshed.  By 7am I was down by registration to get myself registered and see what needed to be done as far as setup. &lt;br /&gt;I spent the first class in a photography class specializing in fetish photography.  Then later in the afternoon i was lucky enought to demo in a class called Sensual Rope for Perverts by &lt;a href="http://dv8house.com"&gt;Mark of DV8House &lt;/a&gt;in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because it'd been so damn long (ok so 3 weeks isnt &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; long) since I'd been tied up... or maybe it was the tightness of the rope, or the intoxicationg smell of the hemp, or the sheer confidence in which Mark tied, or more than likely a combination of them all, but whatever the reason I slipped right into subspace.  Now I'm not a shy person, not in the least, but I've never dropped into subspace so quickly, espcially in front of a class. It was a nice feeling I just floated in my happy place while the class went on around me somewhere in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night in the dungeon I had the chance to be suspended by Mark... I'll write more about that later.  For now it's off to bed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114939094570060324?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114939094570060324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114939094570060324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114939094570060324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114939094570060324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/shibaricon-2006_03.html' title='Shibaricon 2006'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114920863512253382</id><published>2006-06-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:37:15.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shibaricon 2006</title><content type='html'>I left for Shibaricon 2006 on Wednesday, I met Eghead at the airport.  As luc would have it there were huge storms... thunder and lightening everywhere... I couldn't see worth a damn but I plugged on.  What should have been a 1.5 hour drive was easily turned into a 2.5 hour drive.  I finally got to the airport... tired and stressed from the long drive.  I found my way to the terminal baggage claim to meet Eghead... the plane was delayed, just an hour so i found a bench to sit and wait.  Right around the time I was expecting Eghead I got a call from him.  I was certain he was calling to tell me where to meet him.... but no such luck.  His plane had been turned around due to the storms and was waiting to be refueled so it could once again head for Chicago.  3 hours later and the plane wasnt there yet... the whole airport was shut down because of the storms.  It was another hour before he got off the plane without his luggage.  The luggage never made it.  It wouldnt be untill the next afternoon that Eghead would retrieve his luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost 4am by the time we made it to the hotel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we would wake up and meet up with some other kinky folks and head to the Chinese Gardens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114920863512253382?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114920863512253382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114920863512253382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114920863512253382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114920863512253382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/06/shibaricon-2006.html' title='Shibaricon 2006'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114904983545407768</id><published>2006-05-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:57:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shibaricon 2006</title><content type='html'>I just got home from Shibaricon 2006.  I met many awesome people and instructors.  I got to be suspended in the dungeon, attend a small makeshift play party up in one of the rooms Monday night, demo for one of the classes, and spend some time with some really great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sore, bruised, and tired but i am happy...  I have made some wonderful new friends and caught up with some old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i love these events I hate the drop... I really do... the drop this year is worse than last... but then again I had alot more fun this year... I made some really great new friends and I will miss them... If I can manage to afford it I'd love to go to Australia in Novemeber to meet up with an awesome couple I met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae1.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;What type of Fae are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114904983545407768?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114904983545407768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114904983545407768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114904983545407768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114904983545407768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/shibaricon-2006.html' title='Shibaricon 2006'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114799081494315924</id><published>2006-05-18T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T15:20:14.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rigging</title><content type='html'>So should hear about the job by next week I hope.  I am not sure I will get the job, the professor that I used as a reference didn't send in my refernece untill well after the deadline.  Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written about Max's class yet.  It was really great... Max really is a good teacher, I actually learned a ton in the class.  At the end I even suspended someone.  I cannot wait untill Shibaricon so that I can pratice my skills... and maybe even get tied up this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114799081494315924?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114799081494315924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114799081494315924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114799081494315924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114799081494315924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/rigging.html' title='Rigging'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114731903755255576</id><published>2006-05-10T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:43:57.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>Have you seen &lt;a href="http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.htm#Main"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; yet?&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda frightening.  No not kinda... really frightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114731903755255576?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114731903755255576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114731903755255576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114731903755255576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114731903755255576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114722160594023194</id><published>2006-05-09T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T17:40:05.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather Night</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday Kamo and I went to Leather night at a bar about 1.5 hours away.  It was awesome, we went t a pre party where we met up with some friends and made a bunch of new ones... then at the bar I got tied up and we just really had a great time hanging out and visiting with out new friends.  Two if the most awesome people in the world J-n-A offered to let us stay at their house so we wouldn't need to drive all the way home.  They were having an after party where I got to witness one of the most amazing single tailings ever.  After the party Kamo and I headed down to the dungeon bedroom and curled up for bed... we were both exhausted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning J-n-A took us out to an exquisite buffet.  After we ate our hosts headed home and Kamo and I went shopping.  We found some great stuff before it was time for us to head back home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends I met at Leather Night and the new ones I made really lifted my spirits... It reminded me that even though the local group is becoming cliquey and rather unkind.. that not all groups are like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114722160594023194?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114722160594023194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114722160594023194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114722160594023194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114722160594023194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/leather-night.html' title='Leather Night'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114705536531244672</id><published>2006-05-07T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T19:32:37.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I have alot to write about; The classes in Seattle,  Kamo's and I trip to Leather night at a bar in a near by city,  the before and after paries, but first I want to write about the munch last Thursday.  Oh yeah, and I graduate Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed a couple of things... The munch is going down hill fast.  It is starting to become very exclusive and cliqueish... not something i am sure i want to be a part of.  Some of my friends aren't welcome and/or don't feel comfy there, I've been lied to by people i considered friends, I'm just not happy here anymore. I won't be going to Thursdays munch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note I've applied for a job down by Bear... if i get it i will leave right from Shibaricon to go there and stay till august then head on over to TN...   I love Bear, he is the greatst friend a girl could ask for... I don;t know what I'd do without him... If it werent for him i wouldnt have been able to even apply for this job... I hope I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news... I just found out a friend was in a car accident... I can't say what happened, or when... it might be on the news and well you know... confidentality and all.  SHe might die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114705536531244672?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114705536531244672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114705536531244672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114705536531244672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114705536531244672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114677488747765556</id><published>2006-05-04T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:34:47.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbey part 2</title><content type='html'>After recovering from being winched Monk, Eghead, Nerdy, and I went for some Stellar pizza.  The pizza was good but getting there was the fun part.  I rode in Monk's side car... it is so much more fun than riding on the back of a bike... this way i could see everything, it was great. Once at Stellars, Monk ordered...I didnt even look at the menu... now thats faith, but hey if you can trust a guy to winch you, then you can trust him to pick a good pizza.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back to the hotel I showered and cleaned up and then met up with a friend who used to be local who now lives in Seattle.  We went to the bars and hung out and had a nice time to visit... I really had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114677488747765556?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114677488747765556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114677488747765556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114677488747765556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114677488747765556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/abbey-part-2.html' title='Abbey part 2'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114650646114805458</id><published>2006-05-01T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:19:25.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abbey (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;My plane landed in Seattle around 11:30... I met up with eghead and then we were off to the hotel to get stituated and then we headed to the Abbey. I brought the Twisted Monk (and he &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;is twisted) some treats consisting of brats, cheese, beer, and chocolate covered strawberries. Now Monk mentioned before i flew out that lugging treats wasn't necessary... my friends warned me that I'd be disobeying... I did it anyway. Monk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the berries. After some small talk and a quick tour and then it was time for the winching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out innocent enough... face down horizontal suspension... swinging happily. Having a handful of hair grabbed to spin me around... then Monk got out the tens unit. First I had a pad on each ass cheek... I guess I didn't squeal or squirm around enough because it wasnt long before they were placed on either side of my pink bits. THAT was much more fun... but see when I am being zapped I tend to giggle more than anything else, that wasnt the desired effect so the tens was put away and out came the Bowling Ball. Monk hung it from the back of my harness and then down between my legs so the rope conviently pressed against my pink bits (by mistake im sure). The bowling ball wasn't very heavy... It got signifgantly heaving when Monk sat on it and Nerdy Girl lifted the winch so Monk could swing around as of on a tire swing. Then came time to bowl... Card board tubes were stragicly placed around the ball so that I would need to struggled and writhe around the get the ball swinging and then attempt to get the ball in&lt;a&gt; &lt;/a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/1600/HPIM2490.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/HPIM2490.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; the right direction to knock over the damn tubes. It took a while but I did it! When I was done 'bowling' Nerdy Girl used me as her own personal porch swing.&lt;br /&gt;Then It was time to come down... Monk gave me some much needed water and a blanket to wrap up in for a while. When I thought I could manage I got dressed and sat down to enjoy the floaty feeling for a while.&lt;a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114650646114805458?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114650646114805458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114650646114805458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114650646114805458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114650646114805458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/05/abbey-part-1.html' title='The Abbey (part 1)'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114548319799415942</id><published>2006-04-19T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:46:38.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of updates</title><content type='html'>1. I'm not sick anymore... for a while i thought i was gonna die but i didnt... i'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I graduate in a few weeks... finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I leave for Seattle one week from friday... I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I've met a totally sweet Dom, Kamo, we are becoming quite close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I still need a #$%@*# job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Wolfy messed up his finger and was sent to Germany for surgry and is now recovering in Georgia, as in the USA.  He will be there for a few months... so at least I know that for now he is safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114548319799415942?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114548319799415942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114548319799415942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114548319799415942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114548319799415942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/04/lots-of-updates.html' title='Lots of updates'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114391688415824059</id><published>2006-04-01T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T10:41:25.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>Thursday the Cowboy and I went to the munch again, I love haging out with him... he is such a sweety, I love hanging out with him.  While at the munch we made some awesome plans for tonight that include going out to the club for fetish night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to someones house to coordinate plans for tonight... we tried outfits and then the 5 of us, me, the Cowboy, and the others cuddled on the couch to watch a movie.  The cuddling was nice but the teasing didnt do anything but make me horny as hell... boys are mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114391688415824059?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114391688415824059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114391688415824059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114391688415824059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114391688415824059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/04/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114361051575584477</id><published>2006-03-28T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:35:15.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Wolfy can see the eclipse and I can't.... I am so jealous...  but then I'd rather miss the eclipse than be in Iraq&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114361051575584477?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114361051575584477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114361051575584477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114361051575584477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114361051575584477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/03/solar-eclipse.html' title='Solar Eclipse'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114314061609377774</id><published>2006-03-23T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:03:36.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>So the Two Day Bondage Intensive class is coming up at the end of April and then three weeks later I am off to Shibaricon... then here is the tricky part... right from the con I am heading down to IL to stay with Bear for a few months while I work as a camp counselor... that is providing I get the job.  Then when the cam job is over in August I'll be heading over to TN to stay with my sister to help with the bew baby.  After a few eeks of that I am heading home to find a real job and a new apartment.  I am gonna get a new kitten too... thinking of being weird and naming it Diohgi but I don't want the poor thing to have a complex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114314061609377774?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114314061609377774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114314061609377774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114314061609377774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114314061609377774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114244850492322899</id><published>2006-03-15T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:48:24.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Bad News and then the Good</title><content type='html'>The bad news... my mom went to the hospital yesterday.  She was having chest pains and some tingling in her arm.  She was admitted right away at the ER.  They kept her overnight to run some tests and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is she is home now... and doing alright.  It wasn't a heat attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO &lt;a href="http://www.bondagelessons.com"&gt;MAX'S TWO DAY BONDAGE INTENSIVE CLASS!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eghead and I going to Seattle to particpate in Ma'x class... I am super excited about going.&lt;br /&gt;If it werent for Eghead I'd never be able to go.... he is using his miles to get me there.  I havent slept since monday night... I'm to tried to write more but I will soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114244850492322899?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114244850492322899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114244850492322899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114244850492322899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114244850492322899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-bad-news-and-then-good.html' title='Some Bad News and then the Good'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114231683106834087</id><published>2006-03-13T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:13:51.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Excitement</title><content type='html'>This super sweet guy, Eghead, has invited me to go to Seattle with him and go &lt;a href="http://bondagelessons.com/2006-04-29-bondage-intensive.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited I could pee myself.  That said we need to work out the logisitics of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportation to Seattle is worked out but other than that I'd not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... i can't sleep... I am way too excited.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to call Eghead right now... but I don't wanna wake him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep everyone updated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114231683106834087?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114231683106834087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114231683106834087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114231683106834087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114231683106834087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/03/major-excitement.html' title='Major Excitement'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114162660304209991</id><published>2006-03-05T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:30:03.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Visit</title><content type='html'>Visiting Garreth didn't go quite as planned but I still enjoyed myself.  Saturday afternoon we went shopping for a little while.  I found a really cool light up display for my glass dildo.  It's great, I can set the dildo on the display and then the light shines through it and changes color every so often... now thats the kind of thing that starts a conversation when you display it on your coffee table. (not that i would ever do anything like that being all sweet-n-innocent and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in on Saturday night (no SM Club) and watched &lt;em&gt;The Perfect Storm&lt;/em&gt; It's actually kind off a good movie, but the ending sucked, it made me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was another laid back day.  Garreth's wife and I played &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=nakisisa79"&gt;neopets&lt;/a&gt; for a while and I spent a lot of time reading SM 101.  While we were doing this Garreth was busy watching cars drive in circles for hours on end, otherwise known as Nascar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night I made dinner (&lt;em&gt;mmmm lasagna)&lt;/em&gt;.  After we ate we all watched some of the Blue Planet movies.  I've got them at home somehwere, stashed in a box somewhere, but hadn't actually watched anyof them till that night.  They were beautiful.  I am going to have to go searching through my boxes now to find my copies.  The best part was the polar bears, even my teddy bear enjoyed watching the polar bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Garreth and his wife dropped me off at the airport and I hung around for a few hours untill it was time to board the plane and then flew home.  It was a rather uneventful flight but i did get a few weird looks for reading SM 101 on the plane.  But it was the old ladys own fault for trying to read over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the weekend didnt really go as planned and we didn't get to do much it was still really nice seeing Garreth again.  I hadn't seen him in about 5 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114162660304209991?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114162660304209991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114162660304209991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114162660304209991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114162660304209991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/03/visit.html' title='The Visit'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114118804072185836</id><published>2006-02-28T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:09:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>I got home late last night. Safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many stories, though I may not post all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories will tell of what I learned;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It isn't generally a good idea to argue with cab drivers especially on the topics of about the asshole we kindly call Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  It's awesome seeing old friends again.  Even if things don't go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TSA searched my &amp;^%@&amp;amp;#^*@ bags (even my dirty underwear)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114118804072185836?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114118804072185836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114118804072185836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114118804072185836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114118804072185836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114082534757964578</id><published>2006-02-24T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:55:47.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Day 4</title><content type='html'>I had a blast on the mountain... I even met a cute snowboarder.  I was even going to attempt boarding with him.... or maybe skiing.  That is untill i saw the hill.  That thing was almost straight down... and there were trees, and rocks... &lt;br /&gt;I will try and post pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day I am picked up by my friend.  He called to let me know his wife hurt her foot so he isn't sure what we will be doing since anything that takes alot of walking/standing is out.  Unfortunatly that might include the SM club... but maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114082534757964578?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114082534757964578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114082534757964578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114082534757964578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114082534757964578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/vancouver-day-4.html' title='Vancouver Day 4'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114072955984938595</id><published>2006-02-23T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:19:19.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Day 3</title><content type='html'>I learned a new lesson yesterday... Canadian Diet Coke sucks!!! I don't know what they do to it to make it taste like crap but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays  trek to the liquor store was unsuccessful.  They did have some absinthe but not the real stuff. Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked back up to Canada Place to take some pictures.  It sun was out, the mountains were beautiful.  I did some shopping and managed to not get lost!  Im gonna take a quick nap and then head up to Grouse Mountain before the sun goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night - Sunday night I will be staying with an old friend (Dom) and his wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114072955984938595?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114072955984938595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114072955984938595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114072955984938595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114072955984938595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/vancouver-day-3.html' title='Vancouver Day 3'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114064582103992754</id><published>2006-02-22T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:03:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Day 2</title><content type='html'>This morning I took a quick cab ride to the Pan Pacific Hotel for breakfast and then went to the top of the Harbor Center Tower for a view of the city.  It's beautiful.... alot like Chicago im someways.  Dirty and busy and getting kind of run down... but if you get high enough (height wise not the drug kind) you can see th  mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tower I was off to Granville Island for some shopping.  Yay!! I love shopping.  Granville had everything a girl could want... even a cuban cigar shop. (no I didn't get any... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my way out fo go find a liquor store.. gotta find some absinthe.  Then time to get ready for a dinner date with some folks over at the LLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114064582103992754?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114064582103992754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114064582103992754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114064582103992754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114064582103992754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/vancouver-day-2.html' title='Vancouver Day 2'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-114058216971975323</id><published>2006-02-21T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:22:49.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Day 1</title><content type='html'>Safe and sound in Vancouver. The airplane ride was fairly uneventful.  There was some turbulence but it was hellishly long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cab ride to the hotel was an interesting one.  The cab driver was this Arab guy who was really a very nice guy.  He asked where I was from, upon finding out that I'm American he promtly asked me why our country spends so much on war and so little on healthcare.  Not sure how to answer that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is right around the corner from not one but &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; porn shops.  I see this as a good thing, tomorrow I am going to go check them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dumping my stuff off in the room I grabbed another cab and headed to Stanley Park.  I explored the Vancouver Aquarium for a while and then went and got some food at thsi amazing tapas restraunt.  I learned two things; 1. tapas restraunts rock and 2. if you want ice in your water order &lt;em&gt;ice water&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; water&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be spent exploring downtown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-114058216971975323?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/114058216971975323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=114058216971975323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114058216971975323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/114058216971975323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/vancouver-day-1.html' title='Vancouver Day 1'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113987126890035049</id><published>2006-02-13T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:54:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days</title><content type='html'>In exactly 8 days from now I will be in Canada, Vancouver to be exact.  For the first few days I will be exploring the city on my own by day and in the evening helping my mom with some work stuff.  Then Friday my ex will pick me up from the hotel and I will spend a few days with him and his wife.  It'll be a little weird but we will have fun.  One of the nights we are going out to an SM club.  I am looking forward to it... It's gonna kick some serious ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and keep this updated while I am in Vancouver...&lt;br /&gt;Plans include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exploring Grouse Mountain&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping in the Punjabi Market&lt;br /&gt;3. Buying Absinthe&lt;br /&gt;4. Explorin Stanley Park and the Aquarium&lt;br /&gt;5. Trying out new restraunts&lt;br /&gt;6. Visiting the ex&lt;br /&gt;7. SM Club&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113987126890035049?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113987126890035049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113987126890035049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113987126890035049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113987126890035049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/8-days.html' title='8 days'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113935297970155856</id><published>2006-02-07T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T14:56:19.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was SINS in Chicago.  It was tons of fun.  I worked my ass off at the event but did have sometime to enjoy myself as well.  I was one of the demo models for Jay Wiseman's classes and I was also a volunteer target in Treasure's flogging class.  It was all in all a good weekend.  I bought an awesome leather top, Katana gave me a great deal on some purple leather cuffs I'd been drooling over and I won a paddle in a raffel contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113935297970155856?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113935297970155856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113935297970155856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113935297970155856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113935297970155856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend.html' title='the weekend'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113869051677331250</id><published>2006-01-30T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:55:16.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool!!</title><content type='html'>So Sunday night I went to go have some coffee, spent some time cuddling on the couches and sipping my hazelnut steamer.  After we left the coffee shop it was off to the bar to go play pool and have a couple of woodchucks.  I am actually starting to improve, but then again I've got an excellent teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather nice day.  I took a friend to get her signed up for health insurance, then we went out for a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days I will be busy with work and getting ready for the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113869051677331250?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113869051677331250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113869051677331250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113869051677331250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113869051677331250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/pool.html' title='Pool!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113851862588720460</id><published>2006-01-28T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T23:10:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>So far my weekend has been rather nice with the exception of a migraine on Saturday.  Friday I went to a party, where I saw two grown men wear diapers full of ice and sit in them for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I woke up with a nasty migraine and went back to bed and didn't get up untill 7pm.  I took my mom to see Brokeback Moutain which is an amazing movie.  And even though I got up a meer 6 hours ago I am once again ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be having coffee with the cute new boy I mentioned earlier.  It'll be nice to have a chance to sit and talk again.  I also have to do laundry and pack for the chicago trip next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113851862588720460?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113851862588720460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113851862588720460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113851862588720460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113851862588720460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113823017849762772</id><published>2006-01-25T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T15:02:58.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARGE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Im officialy doing my part in the Canadian Invasion.  I will be going at the end of Feb.  It'll be a short visit but long enough to accomplish what I need.  I will be arriving at that hotel Wednesday night and if all goes well rather then fly home Friday with the others I will stay through the weekend with a dear friend who lives near Vancover.  I've spokenwith the Monk about being a winch wench and it's a go... just so long as i can talk by friend into a trip down to Seattle.  Either way I am still going to Vancouver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113823017849762772?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113823017849762772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113823017849762772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113823017849762772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113823017849762772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/charge.html' title='CHARGE!!!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113791019462537295</id><published>2006-01-21T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:09:54.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today I got set on fire and it was awesome. The discussion group that I went to today had the topic of fire play. I tried a few things out including fire cupping and flash cotton. It was great. I spent most of the night chatting with a really sweet new guy. He ended up giving me a ride home which was very sweet of him because then I could spend more time at the munch visiting. He will be at Thursday munch and is interested in the young peoples munch as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113791019462537295?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113791019462537295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113791019462537295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113791019462537295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113791019462537295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113786950726455684</id><published>2006-01-21T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:52:20.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP!!</title><content type='html'>So as most of you know in two weeks some friends and I are going down to Chicago for a BDSM Convention. We are meeting another friend there, a really cute boy who makes some awesome bondage gear. He even made me my very own set in pink!!! Anyway I am really looking forward to this trip... but this isn't the one I am speaking of. This trip I am talking about is even better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to VANCOUVER!!!!!! It'll be a short trip... Probably at the end of Feb. I have a friend (the person who gave me my first taste of BDSM) who lives in Vancouver and It'll be great spending sometime with him... and if all goes well maybe a trip down to Seattle to see the &lt;a href="http://www.twistedmonk.com"&gt;Monk&lt;/a&gt; and a visit to the &lt;a href="http://twistedmonk.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-in-abbey-i-have-this-saying-about.html"&gt;Abbey.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you all updated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113786950726455684?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113786950726455684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113786950726455684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113786950726455684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113786950726455684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/road-trip.html' title='ROAD TRIP!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113738807076215798</id><published>2006-01-15T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T21:07:50.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>My first two weeks of work have gone very well. I really like the job, and been having a lot of fun and have been learning in the process. Last week was spent visiting all of the different sites and making sure everyone was keeping the proper records and such. Next week I will have more time with the kids and we will probably do heath assessments on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of my weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter in the mail yesterday... Apparently I made the Deans List... Who knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my financial aid check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Wolfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear left a sweet comment on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a great deal on this super hot black leather catsuit that snaps up the front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113738807076215798?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113738807076215798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113738807076215798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113738807076215798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113738807076215798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113679325459758919</id><published>2006-01-08T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:54:14.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear</title><content type='html'>I started my new job... the internship... it's going well.  I partly work in the gehtto, thats always fun.&lt;br /&gt;The family is still up visitng from TN... they leave Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might take off for the summer and do a volunteer thing... It's close to Bear and that's a huge plus.  I miss him so much and it would be awesome to be close to him.  He is a sweet wonderful guy and spending a summer near him working with disadvantaged youth... would be great.  I might even stay with Bear and if i'm lucky maybe can even sleep in his arms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be up for work in 5 hours so Im off to bed... sorry if this doesn't make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113679325459758919?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113679325459758919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113679325459758919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113679325459758919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113679325459758919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2006/01/bear.html' title='Bear'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113593588167851888</id><published>2005-12-30T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:44:41.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever...</title><content type='html'>Seen a whale explode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/37958/"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/37958/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a guy stick his balls in the pocket of a ppol table only to get them smashed by a ball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/1635937/"&gt;http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/1635937/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113593588167851888?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113593588167851888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113593588167851888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113593588167851888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113593588167851888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever...'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113590244051078782</id><published>2005-12-29T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:27:20.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Plans</title><content type='html'>Christmas went well... or as well as it could considering.  The new years plans are shaping up nicely.  I will be taking a road trip down to Chicago with some friends, there is gonna be an awesome kinky party.  Nothing better than a bunch of kinky party celebrating the new year.  If I am lucky maybe instead of a new years kiss I will get a new years spanking.  We have room for a few more if anyone wants to tag along.  We probably won't be back till noonish Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;Love you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113590244051078782?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113590244051078782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113590244051078782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113590244051078782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113590244051078782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-years-plans.html' title='New Years Plans'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113557479829656280</id><published>2005-12-25T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T21:26:38.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry F'in christmas to you too</title><content type='html'>So it's been confirmed... Wolfy's wife has asked for a seperation.  She called and left me a message about it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny is getting back together with his ex.  No more play for us.  I'm afraid he is gonna get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I'm really worried about another friend of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113557479829656280?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113557479829656280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113557479829656280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113557479829656280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113557479829656280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-fin-christmas-to-you-too.html' title='Merry F&apos;in christmas to you too'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113549927791616811</id><published>2005-12-25T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:27:57.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwear and bibles</title><content type='html'>Wolfy has requested underwear for xmas, and tshirts. They need to be underarmor tan (brown is not authorized), military issued. Where in the hell do o find them? &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't want to get the wrong thing because if it isn't military issued or the wrong thing he cant wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you are bored.... Wow.... This song is messed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2406460985877029386" target="_blank"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2406460985877029386&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and merry Xmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Kawnza, and everything else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113549927791616811?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113549927791616811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113549927791616811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113549927791616811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113549927791616811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/underwear-and-bibles.html' title='Underwear and bibles'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113527514899017727</id><published>2005-12-22T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:12:29.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>Okay, Ya know how on the bottle of Nair they say before eachtime you use it you should do a test spot... &lt;em&gt;even if you've used it before?&lt;/em&gt;  Well they aren't kidding.  My legs feel like they are on fire.  Not only did it not remove the hair (it started burning after 2 or 3 min so i washed it off) but now my legs are red and splotchy and they hurt.  Last night I could barely sleep, everytime i rolled over my legs burned.  They still hurt today, no wearing skirts for me untill they heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113527514899017727?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113527514899017727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113527514899017727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113527514899017727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113527514899017727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113506756553357578</id><published>2005-12-20T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:32:45.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!!!</title><content type='html'>After several months with no contact I have heard from Wolfy. He isn't dead, he has assured me he is okay and will be home in one piece. He also thanked me for the "fudge" I sent him. (They were brownies when I mailed them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots has been going on lately. Been hanging out with some new friends and with some old friends.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make plans to visit Bear in the near future, I miss him like crazy. A girl couldn't wish for a sweeter, sexier, more caring guy.... He is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss Kenny as he has been swamped with work lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas will be upon us in less than a week and I still have shopping to do. Plus I need to get the house ready for company. The kids are going to stay for a week or so and I need to childproof the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113506756553357578?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113506756553357578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113506756553357578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113506756553357578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113506756553357578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-news.html' title='Good News!!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113408072765781282</id><published>2005-12-08T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:28:39.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Update</title><content type='html'>I saw the neurologist. He says the calcification has nothing to do with my migraines or anything else for that matter. He also prescribed me new medicine... by injection. I HATE needles...&lt;br /&gt;They actually want me to hold this little device up to my flesh and then push a button which will send a sharp object flying into my flesh and then hold it there for 15 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113408072765781282?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113408072765781282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113408072765781282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113408072765781282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113408072765781282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/12/doctor-update.html' title='Doctor Update'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113329029028520022</id><published>2005-11-29T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T10:51:30.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Is it wrong to write a paper on attending a kinky convention and turning it in to a professor?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to give said professor a set of restraints and a flogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to mind, in fact she seemed rather excited about the flogger. She has told us (the class) stories of threatening her hubby with a fire poker, maybe now she has something even more fun to use?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113329029028520022?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113329029028520022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113329029028520022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113329029028520022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113329029028520022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-it-wrong.html' title='Is It Wrong?'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113324381692363347</id><published>2005-11-28T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:56:56.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>I ended up taking off for Chicago early Saturday morning and picked up Eghead from the airport (he flew in from the east coast) and we spent the whole day hanging out. We went to Shedd Aquarium and shopping on Michigan Ave and then went for dinner at this cute little diner. We stayed up almost all night talking, I really enjoyed the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday morning I got up and showered and headed down to help out at the fair. It was a lot of fun and pretty many toys were sold. I wasn't able to spend a whole lot of time visiting with Eghead but at least we did have the day Saturday. I was able to take a few min to talk with Jake. I told him that people were asking about him and worried, he got a little defensive but I was only trying to help by letting him know what was going on. I've done my part and what he does with the info is up to him now. On that note he and I had a nice chat and are thinking about taking a trip down to Chicago sometime, for purely vanilla reasons of course. Its been a while since we have hung out and I am looking forward to it. Maybe ill surprise him by taking him out for dinner this week sometime, though if he reads this it wont be a surprise anymore.  It'd be nice to hang out like we used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought another 100 feet of rope at the Fetish fair, I cant wait to use it. I wasn't able to get the pink I wanted but I got an awesome blue color. I found something I wanted to buy for Kenny but it wasn't quite right so I didn't get it. Though I did get him a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last 24 hours straight in bed with an awful migraine. 3 more days till I see the neurologist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113324381692363347?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113324381692363347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113324381692363347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113324381692363347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113324381692363347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113289155351349466</id><published>2005-11-24T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:05:53.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived</title><content type='html'>Today I spent time with my family. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the Holiday Fetish Fair. It should be a lot of fun, I need to be down there by 8am which means ill need to leave at the ass crack of dawn to make it on time. If there is no traffic I'd need to leave at 630 am so I will leave by 6am and hope for the best with traffic. Maybe since its a Sunday and early in the morning people wont be traveling home from Thanksgiving yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, the shy newbie who makes toys will be there selling his wares. I tried talking him into it and it worked. The fetish fair will be his second bdsm event. Poor boy didn't even know what a munch is, I may have to enlist some help in corrupting him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113289155351349466?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113289155351349466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113289155351349466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113289155351349466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113289155351349466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-survived.html' title='I Survived'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113254302714805618</id><published>2005-11-20T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:17:07.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Time</title><content type='html'>We didn't pull back into Milwaukee until about 430 am today. But we had a blast. The dungeon was well equipped, and best of all the people were great. I met a few pro Domme and even picked up a few umm.... Useful tips. I also had the chance to send some time chatting with a guy, James, who makes leather goods (&lt;a href="http://leatherworks.deviantart.com"&gt;http://leatherworks.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;) I bought a pair of wrist cuffs from that are impossible for me to escape. I have a feeling I will regret it, but hey I have to learn to behave sometime don't I?&lt;br /&gt;I also got to watch &lt;em&gt;the rope guy, &lt;/em&gt;MorTis, work his magic, it was enough to make a girl drool. All in all it was a great night. I got to meet all kind of new people and make a lot of Chicago connections and watch some awesome play. I have been invited and plan on going back for the next event. Maybe next time Kenny and Jake can come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113254302714805618?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113254302714805618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113254302714805618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113254302714805618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113254302714805618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/incredible-time.html' title='Incredible Time'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113234735519974833</id><published>2005-11-18T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:55:55.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinky Road Trip!!</title><content type='html'>A few friends and I are heading down to Chicago on Saturday. There is a dungeon party there that we have been invited to. Someone I know asked me if id like to come and bring a few friends so a few of us are heading down for a night of kinky fun. There will be all kinda of equipment in the dungeon, including an area for bloodsports along with a local expert to cut up the people crazy enough to like needles and knives and stuff. They are also gonna gave an electro play area. They will also have the assortment of suspension rigs, various tables, benches and crosses and who knows what else. The guy who ran Shibaricon is even going to be there! Hopefully that means I will get to see some awesome suspensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two people I really wish could come but aren't are Kenny (of course) and Jake. This is something I think Jake would really like (he &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;likes&lt;/em&gt; blood) but I wasn't able to get ahold of him in time to confirm him as another guest. We will have to make the trip down there the next time they have a party, that way he can get his ass beat and I can make helpful suggestions. I am really looking forward to tomorrow night. Three of us regulars from the Milwaukee munch are going down and there is a new guy coming as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend is the Fetish Fair so I'll be going back down to Chicago for that. I am going to be helping one of our local vendors, Katana Leather, so that will be lots of fun. The best part is that in Saturday night Kenny and I might go down to either GD or the LRA in Chicago and celebrate Spanksgiving. I just hope my bruised ass heals before then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113234735519974833?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113234735519974833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113234735519974833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113234735519974833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113234735519974833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/kinky-road-trip.html' title='Kinky Road Trip!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113170266317592077</id><published>2005-11-11T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:51:03.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy Fuck! That's one hell of a vibe.  I ummm, yeah... wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that the oatch has 60% more b/c or something and its been causing strokes or something.  I was ummm distracted.  Maybe i'll look it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113170266317592077?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113170266317592077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113170266317592077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113170266317592077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113170266317592077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/damn.html' title='Damn!!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113170181928894016</id><published>2005-11-11T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:36:59.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New toy</title><content type='html'>Kenny gave me the most awesome vibe I have ever seen. This thing is amazing. It has a little built in bunny clit stimulator and then it also has a rotating shaft and head... Its got a bazillion different settings... As soon as I am don't here I am gonna go test it out... Just to make sure it works of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I just saw on the news that there is an "urgent warning" out there for women using the patch. That's me. Guess I'm gonna wait and see what they have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113170181928894016?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113170181928894016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113170181928894016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113170181928894016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113170181928894016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-toy.html' title='New toy'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113153159898869189</id><published>2005-11-09T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:19:59.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more updates</title><content type='html'>Lots has been going on lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wendesday i went out drinking with the Inmate and a few others.   He is a supoer sweet guy i go to school with.  He is called the Inmate because well, he used to be just that.  He was only there for a few years, he is out now and in school are an overall good guy.  He likes to fight though and that tend to get him in trouble at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the kinky halloween party.  I won the costume contest for most origional, I was a pait of handcuffs.  I won this amazing glass dildo from &lt;a href="http://www.kittenstoyroom.com"&gt;www.kittenstoyroom.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Kenny came back to town and that night I went to go see him.  I'd been teasing him all week and then Monday night i topped him.  It went pretty well, I am still getting used to topping.  There were a few things i'd been thinking of doing that i didnt end up doing but just as many things that i did end up doing.  Now i have things for next time.  I just hope i didnt dispoint him too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113153159898869189?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113153159898869189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113153159898869189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113153159898869189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113153159898869189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-updates.html' title='more updates'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113106267577860061</id><published>2005-11-03T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:04:35.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it</title><content type='html'>Well I got the job... it starts Jan 3rd.  I will be working 34 hours each week-- unpaid.  But it'll be a good expereince and I got my first choice of placements so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning an amazing scene for Kenny and I on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113106267577860061?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113106267577860061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113106267577860061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113106267577860061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113106267577860061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-did-it.html' title='I did it'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113098905656238459</id><published>2005-11-02T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:37:36.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I have an interview at a local agency, it is for my internship which starts in Jan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113098905656238459?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113098905656238459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113098905656238459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113098905656238459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113098905656238459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/11/hooray.html' title='Hooray!!'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113064652588806379</id><published>2005-10-29T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T21:28:45.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Idea</title><content type='html'>I had a migraine today. It wasn't as bad as some of the others have been. I started doing some research on my own as to what if anything migraines have to do with a calcification in the brain. This was a very bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I have been doing homework all day. I have so much I want to scream. Tomorrow I am doing something with Jake, it should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113064652588806379?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113064652588806379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113064652588806379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113064652588806379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113064652588806379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-idea.html' title='Bad Idea'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113057615395430683</id><published>2005-10-28T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:55:53.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday... I went to the munch and got to see a lot of the regulars. Sally Jane was there and so was Jake. The munch leaders brought me a cake and everyone got to take turns spanking me before they got their piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Tuesday and Wednesday with Ken, I wish he could have been there Thursday but we had a really nice time the other two days. Tuesday was the subs dinner and we went to that and then spent some quality time together before going to bed. Kenny is an awesome top when he wants to be and before I knew it I was off to sub space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Friday, I stayed home and did homework. I after some discussion decided not to go to the play party that was tonight. I am also not going to the event in Chicago mainly because I can't afford a hotel and partly because the classes don't really interest me much. As a result I am going to spend much if not the whole weekend at home since everyone is gone for one reason or another. Chip will be in NY and Kenny in CA and many others in Chicago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;KENNY GOT ME AN IPOD NANO FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so excited it is awesome, my little sister and my mom bought me an am/fm receiver for my car so that I can play my Ipod in my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113057615395430683?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113057615395430683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113057615395430683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113057615395430683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113057615395430683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113012917248692248</id><published>2005-10-23T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:46:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days where nothing goes right? Your friends forget about the plans and don't call when they cant make it, you are almost out of gas and no cash to fill the tank, nothing to eat in the house and too cold to go somewhere and when you go out anyway the store is closed. I'm having one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also worried about a friend who seems to be getting closer and closer to someone who is only going to end up hurting them. But there is only so much I can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113012917248692248?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113012917248692248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113012917248692248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113012917248692248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113012917248692248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113000542604094428</id><published>2005-10-22T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:21:25.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do for a dollar?</title><content type='html'>Last night I used a staple gun to fasten a dollar bill to a man's chest. Yes a staple gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on this later, I need to get ready to go out with Chip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113000542604094428?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113000542604094428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113000542604094428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113000542604094428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113000542604094428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-would-you-do-for-dollar.html' title='What would you do for a dollar?'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-113000489202778743</id><published>2005-10-22T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:14:52.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staple Gun?</title><content type='html'>So last night I used a staple gun to fasten a dollar bill to a guys chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a busy day so I'll write more on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-113000489202778743?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/113000489202778743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=113000489202778743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113000489202778743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/113000489202778743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/staple-gun.html' title='Staple Gun?'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112918119980891723</id><published>2005-10-12T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:26:39.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>Well the doctor finally called back today... I have an appointment for the 20th to get a CT scan. Now when I have my appointment with the neurologist he will have a current scan to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class today we had to recall a moment in our childhood that held a great deal of significance to us. I was in the 4th grade, my parents had just gotten divorced. I was at a new school in a new neighborhood. My class was having a "father's day" all the dads were coming in and we were going to have a pizza party. I was terrified that I was going to be the only one without a dad, the only one sitting alone. I asked my father if he would come and he said he didn't have time for that kind of thing. I was crushed, on the day of the party I did anything I could to try and stay home. I had to go to school, my mom couldn't afford a babysitter or the time off work to stay home with me. I was in tears when she dropped me off, my mom told me if I was the only one at the party who didn't have a father there she would leave work and come get me, all I had to do was go to the school nurse. I watched the clock nervously, I was sure I was going to die of embarrassment. When the time came for the party dads started coming into the room, I was sure id be all alone. In walked my uncle, he pulled up a chair and gave me a big hug and asked me if it was alright if he joined me. I still remember the sense of relief I felt, I didn't have to be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112918119980891723?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112918119980891723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112918119980891723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112918119980891723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112918119980891723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112871857460250405</id><published>2005-10-07T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T13:56:14.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Today I made an appointment for another CT scan. They want to see what this thing on my brain is doing and from there they will decide if they are moving up my appointment or not. I really want to get this thing over with, I want to know what going on with my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the munch, before Kenny and I headed over to the munch Sally Jane came over and we worked on some rope work. Im afraid though that I didn't teach her as much as I'd have liked. We had a nice time at the munch though. I was invited to a party, but unfortunately it falls on the same day as another party. I am now faced with a decision, and to be honest I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Kenny isn't going to be able to be in town on my birthday and that really sucks. He has a work thing, he cant get out of it. I understand that he needs to do the work thing, but it's really gonna suck that he won't be there. The good news is that my birthday falls on a munch day so at least I can hang out with the folks there. And maybe, if I am lucky, I can hang out with Libby, Jake and the others on Friday. Or maybe ill be down at MM in Chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112871857460250405?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112871857460250405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112871857460250405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112871857460250405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112871857460250405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112838046289368766</id><published>2005-10-03T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T16:01:02.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinky Kollege</title><content type='html'>Wow this weekend was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to be a demo model for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay_Wiseman"&gt;Jay Wiseman&lt;/a&gt;, the author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0963976389/103-4275530-5695068?v=glance"&gt;S&amp;M 101&lt;/a&gt;. It was a crowded class and I was nervous as hell but Jake was there and moral support made a huge difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also a "stunt butt" for Jerome "Treasure" Bambrick's flogging class. It was tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the weekend I was able to meet and chat with tons of people and made some new friends and saw some old friends I met at Shibaricon. Jake was off spending most of his time with a girl who was there and because of that I was on my own a lot of the time which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Because of it, I was "forced" to spend time with other people and made many more friends than I would have. In fact I even have a potential invite to a party in Chicago at a cute boys house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Jake and I both were volunteers we might get to go back to Chicago for a volunteer appreciation party which will be really fun.  I hope I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought an awesome vampire mitt, a soft bunny fur glove with little spikes embedded into the fur on one side. I also bought something really cool for Kenny and I won a rope/beaded flogger in a silent auction benefiting &lt;a href="http://www.ncsfreedom.org/"&gt;NCSF&lt;/a&gt;. I also bought a rattan cane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny is going to be at the munch this Thursday, I cannot wait to try out my new toys (not at the munch). Speaking of the munch, one of the new people I met at KinkyKollege might show up. It will be his first munch, I really hope he makes it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112838046289368766?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112838046289368766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112838046289368766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112838046289368766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112838046289368766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/10/kinky-kollege.html' title='Kinky Kollege'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112760556688359779</id><published>2005-09-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T16:46:06.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Thursday night I went to go count the homeless. Yes the homeless. We traipsed around in fields and parks and under bridges and in dark alley ways. We counted them and talked to them offered them a night in a hotel and told them about the many services available to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing thing was that for the most part these people were more worried about out safety then anything else. "Are you okay? Are you lost? Can we help you?" were all common phrases. It awesome how people with so little can care so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope more than anything that the work we sis Thursday night will help many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I woke up with an awful migraine, I slept for 30 hours and woke up exhausted. This is ridiculous, I am going to do everything I can to get a sooner appointment with the neurologist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112760556688359779?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112760556688359779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112760556688359779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112760556688359779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112760556688359779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112680979311715442</id><published>2005-09-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:43:13.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new stuff</title><content type='html'>So I might be getting an internship teaching abstinence to teens. It would be an abstinence only program... no safe sex... no sex at all is the only wat to go. I don't exactly agree with this approach as I believe that teens should know about safe sex. They should know their options so that if they do decide to have sex... they will be safe about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internship I really want is at a hospice center for children. I dunno I have a few weeks yet to work these things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have a volunteer event and then after that I am off to the munch. Then there will be another volunteer event on Saturday. Fun Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinky Kollege is coming up, in a few weeks. I can't wait. Kenny won't be able to make it but I will see him after the event, after all I'll need someone to kiss my bruises away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112680979311715442?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112680979311715442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112680979311715442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112680979311715442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112680979311715442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-stuff.html' title='new stuff'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112658340003155138</id><published>2005-09-12T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:02:17.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Out</title><content type='html'>My mom just told me she might be going down to New Orleans for two weeks. He place of employment is paying qualified employees to go down and help for two weeks. I think this is great because not everyone can afford to take two weeks off of work even though they want to help. This way people won't loose pay but can still donate their time and services.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that if my mom is needed to go down there I will worry about her. She is in a helping profession and helping those in need is what she does best, but I'd fear for her safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have been invited to particpate in a Sweat Lodge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112658340003155138?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112658340003155138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112658340003155138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112658340003155138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112658340003155138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/helping-out.html' title='Helping Out'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112646195543760692</id><published>2005-09-11T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T11:05:55.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a while, things have been crazy. I started school last week... But I will write more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to a play party with Kenny. It was amazing, we had so much fun just teasing each other and visiting with friends. The real fun came when we got back to the hotel. We did a sensation play scene and it went really well. Much better then I'd expected and Kenny really enjoyed himself as did I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112646195543760692?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112646195543760692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112646195543760692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112646195543760692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112646195543760692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112572071690805128</id><published>2005-09-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:11:56.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina Victims Need You</title><content type='html'>Please please please do what you can to help the Katrina victims. If you are a student help your school organize a food/clothing drive. Have a fundraiser. Do something. If you aren't a student organize something at your place of employment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112572071690805128?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112572071690805128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112572071690805128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112572071690805128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112572071690805128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-victims-need-you.html' title='Katrina Victims Need You'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112555416764960463</id><published>2005-08-31T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:56:07.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm going to ask Jesus to give me a happy heart"</title><content type='html'>That's what my niece said to me the other day. She was being very crabby and I told her if she didn't start behaving we weren't going to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a new nickname for her. Thumper. Not the cute bunny from Bambi, but as in a miniature bible thumper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112555416764960463?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112555416764960463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112555416764960463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112555416764960463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112555416764960463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-going-to-ask-jesus-to-give-me-happy.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m going to ask Jesus to give me a happy heart&quot;'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112550776236048996</id><published>2005-08-31T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T10:02:42.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Well hurricane Katrina has run it course, leaving in it's path a trail of destruction.  Cities have been flattened.  New Orleans has been ordered evacuated.  Wolfy will more than likely be sent into one of the southern towns to help rescue victims and to help with relief.  They might also help stop the looting.  At least this might deley he departue over seas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas prices here have raised to $3.29 a gallon.  thats alomst $50 to fill my tank.  Considering once school starts I will need to drive and hour each way 4 days a week, I will end upspending nearly $200/month just to get to and from school.  I can only hope that the prices will go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poverty level amoung children in my home town ranked in the top 5 in the nation amoung big cities.  While this may help me in the future employment wise, it is rather depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bright note Kenny and i went out last night... well we actually stayed in.  We had some dinner and then watched some TV and then went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112550776236048996?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112550776236048996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112550776236048996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112550776236048996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112550776236048996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112511465088186191</id><published>2005-08-26T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T20:50:50.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party</title><content type='html'>Last night was kind of a drag but I had tons of fun tonight. My friend Ann's parents were out of town so we had a party. We went out on the speed boats and went on the jet skis and went swimming. I am so glad it didn't rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann's parents are loaded, and I mean loaded. The have a huge fucking fountain in their yard and a gate. You need a code to open the gate and get into the driveway. I've never seen such a beautiful house. Maybe next time I will see if Bruce and Jake wanna come along, it'd be fun to take them out on the jet ski.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112511465088186191?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112511465088186191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112511465088186191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112511465088186191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112511465088186191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/party.html' title='Party'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112498596310944501</id><published>2005-08-25T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:06:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer died. I don't know what's wrong with it, but the good news is its being fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the munch, I am looking forward to it because it'll give me a chance to spend some time with my friends. I love hanging out with the kids, but some 'grown up' time is going to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow if is nice enough out I am gonna go jetskiing. I haven't been in ages and it will be fun. My sister and the kids will be there too, maybe I'll take my niece for a ride. The kids just love the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more thoughts but right now I need some drugs for me head and a nap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112498596310944501?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112498596310944501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112498596310944501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112498596310944501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112498596310944501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-computer-died.html' title=''/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112476867835053543</id><published>2005-08-22T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T20:44:38.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the mouths of babes</title><content type='html'>I had an interesting conversation with my niece today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Auntie, did you know mommy and daddy got married twice"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"really?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"yeah, once when they had me and once when they had baby brother.... Have you ever been married Auntie?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112476867835053543?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112476867835053543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112476867835053543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112476867835053543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112476867835053543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-mouths-of-babes.html' title='From the mouths of babes'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112459927106427914</id><published>2005-08-20T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:41:11.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Wolfy</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot about Wolfy lately. I miss him tons and want nothing more than for him to be home where he belongs. I hate this war, I hate that he is gone, I hate that so many men and women are away from their friends and family and I hate that some of them might not come back. I am forever grateful for what these men and women are doing. For all of our troops but especially those that are so close to our enemies, my heartfelt thanks go to you as you put your lives on the line so we are able to continue our way of life. I cannot imagine living anywhere but the United States of America, and I appreciate your sacrifices and those of your families to protect and keep us safe. Because of you I can sleep at night, get up in the morning and pursue my career and spend weekends with my family. May your God keep you safe and sound and bring you home to your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home safe Wolfy, you promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112459927106427914?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112459927106427914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112459927106427914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112459927106427914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112459927106427914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/missing-wolfy.html' title='Missing Wolfy'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112459827943606808</id><published>2005-08-20T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:24:39.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>Today was filled with all kinds of adventure. The kids and I went to the mall to have their picture taken. That was exhausting, getting two kids to smile and look in the same direction at the same time is nearly impossible... But we did it. After the photo adventure we went to the food court and of course for McDonalds, (do kids eat anything else?) after breakfast we went for a ride on the train. Let me tell you, that thing was not made for 'grown ups', but the nephew wanted to go and couldn't go without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was tons of fun, but we skipped the water skiing. We did go for a boat ride though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Jake and I are going for a picnic. When he comes to pick me up I have a wonderful surprise to show him. It's a secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112459827943606808?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112459827943606808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112459827943606808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112459827943606808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112459827943606808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13129207.post-112451609970734530</id><published>2005-08-19T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:34:59.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>Today was spent with family. After waking up I went shopping with the kids (niece, 3, and nephew 15months) we had a blast playing in the toy isle at Walmart and then while my sister was waiting in the checkout lane the kids and I went on a (mechanical) horse ride. We stopped at McDonalds for lunch and then it was time to head home for naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nap is when the real fun started. My sister, the kids and I met my father and went to the zoo. The zoo had a special event going on and was offering food from all around the world. We were there for over 5 hours looking at the animals and try new foods. The kids had were thrilled to go on a real train ride around the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving home I was ready to fall into bed but I had a few things to do. I am going to a party tomorrow and I needed to make something to bring. Nothing like hanging out with great people and eating great food. If the weather hold we will even go for boat rides and swimming in the lake. I may even make another attempt at water skiing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13129207-112451609970734530?l=randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/112451609970734530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13129207&amp;postID=112451609970734530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112451609970734530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13129207/posts/default/112451609970734530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsandrants.blogspot.com/2005/08/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>rope slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085536643313146862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5770/1142/320/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
