You can't see me but I was doing my signature move, the Pee Wee Pelvic thrust. Thats my happy dance. Finally I got in all my stuff for halloween, my boots are leather instead of PVC which kinda pissed me off but they still look cool. I got my choker and bodystocking all as well. I tried on all my garb for Mr. Puss tonight, man it's gonna look fucking AWESOME with everything included (contacts, wings, makeup, hairdo)

I guess I should really focus on his gargoyle outfit. I bought the fabric may as well do something with it. lol



FUCK I LOVE HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

People who vote down other's out of pure jealousy. I was in Brandy Wine's gallery tonight and I was thinking "what in the flying fuck is wrong with people's vision?.... LOOKIT the woman, shes beautiful!"... Then the idea of others voting for spite thing kicked in. I think a lot of people are here in NN solely because they have no other place to feel sexy, which is fine, but I think that's where all this animosity towards beauty comes from... (Surface beauty YES, that's what this is solely about) Or maybe it's the doods in high school that got turned down from one too many sexy ladies. lol... The numbers here are backwards a lot, I just find the voting system totally pointless. I don't take it seriously, I just think it's funny how people use it.

NOW GO VOTE ME SOME 1'S FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!! hee hee hee


I tried to vote myself some 1's but couldnt. Can premies do that???? lmfao!

I always notice when I say I have small boobs I get reponses like this "Don't worry hun, your boobs are perfect, big ones are over rated... blah blah"

I don't say it like I'm complaining, far from it LOL. I'm more likely to boast about having small boobs.

So if you ever catch me in a convo and I'm talking about having small boobs, agreeing with me ISN'T an insult.


There are a plethora of reasons I like having small boobs, which I won't get into to spare the feelings of those who have big boobies. (I happen to like the personalities behind many of those big'uns)

Neither of us has been anywhere other than B.C./Alberta so we planned a trip to Cuba in November of this year. Then a lil while ago we opted against, due to the cost mostly. Then we changed our minds back again but thought we'd just opt for something quick, easy and cheap. Mexico... lol. We looked online for a bit a few days but were overwhelmed by the overabundance of advertising and promoting for so many resorts that all look the same. So Mr. Puss calls a travel agent today, we stop by after lunch and buy two all inclusive tickets for a 4 1/2 star resort (stars shmars lol) in Cancun. Its called Barcelo Costa Cancun, and there was a package deal on sale, half off regular so we scooped it up.

I never wanted to go to Mexico per say, but since we've never travelled I think it's a good place to go wet our feet. We have our whole lives ahead of us to go to better places. I was always against the big touristy cheesy 'whitey' hotels, but its the easiest way to go lol. We're both pretty easy to please so I'm sure we'll have a blast.... I can't WAIT to go slutty bikini shoppping

Yeah, not the most naturalistic resort... But what the fack! lol

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too friggin cute

... the least likely I'll become verified... why you ask?























because I'm stubborn as a boar.

I love the fall, did I ever mention HOW MUCH I adore autumn? Well in case I haven't I'm blathering about it again. lol... There are gazillions of orange, rusty and yellow trees right now. I don't remember fall here being so colourful, maybe I've come to appreciate my home finally... for all the splendor that Alberta is.

Mr. Puss and I went on a hay run today, he in the cube van (affectionately named the 'Pube' van) and I in his F150. I was following him through the long narrow farm roads to our destination and found myself annoyed at driving, I wanted to be the passenger so I could let my eyes soak in as much colour as possible. Acres and acres of rolling pastures with freshly baled 'marshmallows' in their brand new tight and clean wrapping. Rich blue sky and random spottings of happy cumulus.

I daydream, I've been known not to be able to hold the same thought for longer than 2 minutes. So I drift off, as I try and pay attention to minute details such as speed limits and brake lights lol.

I got to thinking of my place in life. Physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. I got this overwhelming urge to thank my mom. I moved away from her, away from my 'home' almost two years ago. The life I have now, and even the way I think and how I feel is like switching on a light switch compared to what I left behind. I was homesick for a long time, until just recently. I never hated it here, but I never appreciated it fully either.

It hit me like a ton of bricks and brought a lump to my throat... I'm actually proud of myself. It's not a "Look at the picture I drew" kinda proud, but a deep hearted simmering excitement. I try the best I can, most of the time I don't reach my self appointed expectations but I guess when you aim for the stars and only reach the moon that's pretty damn good too.

I'm sure most of my attitude change can be acredited to finding Mr. Puss, the one I was supposed to find, that faceless man that's been eluding my dreams... We could be living in the most hideous part of the world and I'd still find beauty with him. I was watching him load up his newly fandangled hay trailer while I made dinner and I just caught myself smiling gently as I swallowed the lump in my throat. There he is, I found him. I don't know why I did to warrant this happiness, but I know this... I will do something with it. I will be someone, I will try my best to be a someone I can always be proud of. I've never known anyone to fit me so well, romantically or otherwise. I've never expected that a single man could be so perfect and so real.

I don't fear the same things I used to, the fears I have are fewer but more substantial. I don't fear what's inside of me, what's inside of my heart or what my mind is tricking me to think... I fear loss of the things that matter, the love that makes life a miracle, and obstruction of the things that compose my soul.



I love autumn

As soon as I'm done taking pics UPLOAD them OFF of the friggin digicam before sis decides to come over and borrow it for horsey pics... lol


At least she saved me the embarassment by not saying anything.

Started out like any other dog fuck friday, me sitting on the computer for wayyy too long. Contemplating cleaning the house, take the piggy out for poops'npee, go back on the computer lol... Take pics of myself (NOT an easy task btw), have some 'quality alone time'.

Then I go lookin for Howler Tickets for sale online. I found some for 120.00 each (huge markup from the 40.00 they are worth). So I text dood back and forth for a bit and plan to meet him later on in the day. WHOOOOOOOOOOOT HOOOOOOOOOOOOT I do the happy dance in the kitchen/livingroom (my happy dance is a bit like the 'there's a spider on me dance' with a lil running man thrown in for good measure) I take my adrenaline with me on my run and hurry back home to make it in time for my 'date' with this strange dood lol.

So I meet up and get the tickets (he was pretty cute too, bonus) and hurry to meet up with my riding buddy. She wants someone to ride with her and Charlie just happens to be at the same place she is. It was nice to see Charlie again, I thought he'd take off once he seen me... but he actually knickered at me and came right up to me. We rode around the quarter section, weaved in and out of the round bales and along the tree line to escape the wind. He's full of 'piss'n vinegar' so I was having fun, he only did one lil happy buck. What a beautiful and quiet farm that is, has a shelter belt of older trees 3/4 of the way around. You can't hear anything other than the power station around the corner. All the trees are different shades of my favorite fall colours. Even on a dark and dreary day the fall is breathtaking.

I think going there on a regular basis to see Charlie is going to be the norm. I much prefer riding there, so much more space and quiet. Although I'd still like Charlie back home with me... one day I'm sure

So I taper the evening off at the truck stop with my riding buddy and her husband. Had some pretty tasty black bean stirfry and a few even tastier beers.

I go home and slip out of my clothes and into the covers up against his warm inviting skin. He pop's his eyes open and mauls me with the best lips I've ever had. He's usually dead when he's sleeping so this is a shocker to me, a really NICE shocker... So we drift off into our own little world once again (after removing my Aunt Flo plug of course LOL) A world of skin and energy and eachother's eyes...

It was an appropriate ending for an awesome day. I woke up this morning smiling, I never do that lol.

Gotta love Mr. Puss's 'vogue pose' lol...


my car was feelin festive too, awww my old Bird