It’s four o’clock here this wonderful and fine Saturday afternoon, and I realized a few minutes ago that I hadn’t posted an update to my blog!

Today started off about the best way any day could with a quick romp in bed with the hubby.

Then I headed over to a friend’s house to drop off my DVD of School House Rock (they had never seen it) while picking up coffee and donuts for breakfast.

Afterwards, I was able to pay a few more bills and was successful in contacting PayPal to actually close my account.

Once that was all finished, I sat down to watch a movie, and now I’m here writing you this update!

Somewhat of a boring day, but after the stress this past week I sure as hell needed it.

So, let’s begin shall we?

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Ever have one of those moments when you’re stuck in between consciousness and sleep?

I was, this morning.

Laying on my side, with my back to the window, eyes closed, and gently holding on to his left arm that I was resting my head on.

He was on his side right next to me, with his 10½″ cock pressing into my lower back. Gotta love morning wood!

I don’t know if it was me stirring around or him, or something else, but I felt his right hand reach down and gently grab and stroke my cock. It was already hard, but his touch made it only that much harder.

I let out a quiet moan, but otherwise played like I was still asleep. It was after 8 o’clock this morning!

Next thing I knew he gently pulled his arm out from under my head and gently rolled me on my back. He took my cock into his mouth and any “playing asleep” was pretty much done for at that point.

Bill serviced my shaft with his mouth and hands, but when he stuck his middle finger inside me, I couldn’t resist any longer and erupted in his mouth, on me, and also on the bed.

Shit, that reminds me… need to change the sheets!

So he almost sucked me dry and I wanted to return the favor, but he was more into fucking me than anything else.

He put a condom on and nailed me just the way I like it, hitting my p-spot with each thrust. I had one or two squirts still left in me, and after I came again, he quickly pulled out, ripped off the condom, and shot one of the most massive loads I’d seen him do, square on my chest.

Oh my god was it delicious as I scooped it up and licked my fingers!

Whoo.

What a morning.

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Do you remember Schoolhouse Rock?

“I’m just a bill, yes I’m only a bill, and I’m sittin’ here on Capitol Hill.”

I love Schoolhouse Rock. Grew up with it watching Saturday Morning Cartoons on ABC. Of course, this all pre-dates the crap that we have today.

What the frak happened to cartoons anyway?

Bring back Tom & Jerry, and Speedy Gonzales, and Woody Woodpecker!

Now-a-days it seems that even cartoons are nothing but glorified advertisements to try to get parents to buy the latest toy or gadget for their kids.

Blech.

I miss Animaniacs and Ren & Stimpy.

When those two shows ended, that’s when everything started to go to hell.

So anyways, they have kids, and I was telling them about Schoolhouse Rock, and they were like, “Whaaaaa?” so I brought over my DVD to lend to them for a while.

On my way home I stopped off at Dunkin Donuts for some coffee and donuts for Bill and I.

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Bill mowed the yard this morning and I gotta tell you, man did he look hot pushing that lawn mower!

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I was finally able to do something today that apparently I tried to do about two years ago.

That is, cancel my frakking PayPal Account.

Why?

Several reasons!

First, I don’t trust PayPal. Ever since eBay bought them out. Lessee, that was about two years ago too, wasn’t it?

Second, they are an abomination to the Internet.

They try to be like a bank, but don’t want any of the regulations that go with being a bank.

If they passed an OTS audit then I’d be more than happy to do business with them.

What’s an OTS audit you might ask?

It’s the Office of Thrift Supervision. I don’t work for the OTS, but I know quite a few people that do. Be thankful they’re around, trust me.

Anyway, so since I had no clue what my password was, I called PayPal’s customer service number and was presented with an IVR from hell.

Which, for some reason, didn’t surprise me.

Ironically, not one of the options was “cancel account,” so I kept saying “customer service” over, and over, and over, and over again. Each time, getting more and more agitated and louder with my demands.

Then, after about three or four attempts I was presented to Marianne.

She was polite and all, and after verifying my account information she asked me why I was cancelling.

I didn’t lie one bit, simply told her the reason was because I never used the account, and was concerned about a dormant account sitting out there active with ties to my financial information. I was, “…concerned about identity-theft.” I told her.

There was no way she could argue with me on those grounds.

Come to think of it, I did something similar when I called Comcast to cancel my account with them as well!

“We’d really hate to lose you as a customer, can I ask why you’re cancelling?”

“Just not using the service anymore, that’s all.” was my reply.

“So there was nothing wrong with your service?” the rep from Comcast asked.

“Nope. Service was fine.” I said, lying through my teeth.

Sometimes it’s easier to just lie and be all polite and all. That way, the company can’t try to come back with a counter-move and offer you 50% off for the next six months or something like that.

I had already severed my connection with Comcast at that point and was happily on Speakeasy DSL when I made the call.

Which, by the way, I absolutely love. Not the price! It’s more expensive than Comcast, but a lot less headaches and hassles to deal with.

Trust me, if you’re fed up with Comcast, and you can afford to pay about $50 more each month for your internet access, it’s so worth it to go to Speakeasy DSL if it’s available in your area to not have to worry about Net Neutrality issues, and you’ll get a static IP, too.

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Speaking of Speakeasy…

A friend from work turned me back onto Usenet.

I used to be a hardcore Usenet junkie “back in the day” but for some reason, there isn’t a decent binary Usenet reader for the Mac.

Then I heard about the whole concept of Newzbin (NZB files).

Oh. My. Goddess.

Makes downloading things so much more easier, without having to deal with any of the bullshit that comes with Bittorrent.

Yep.

Downloaded a few terabytes over the past week or so.

Damn, I need to really seriously get a Drobo.

I watched Rent last-night. One of my favorite musicals of all-time. The movie isn’t bad, but I like the musical better.

It’s based off of La Vie Bohemme, which I like so-so, but I like “Rent” much better.

Today I saw Stargate SG-1: The Ark of Truth.

Yes, I’m a very big SG-1 fan (and Atlantis fan). Love Richard Dean Anderson. Liked Ben Browder somewhat in Farscape, but absolutely hated him when he came to SG-1.

Claudia Black on the other hand. She could turn me straight for a few minutes. Loved her especially as Aryn Sun in Farscape.

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Which brings me to right about now.

I started this post around 4pm this afternoon.

It’s 6:48pm as of right now.

In the meantime I’ve been stumbling some hot pics of men and women, eating dinner, and trying to come up with something to put here.

Who’d thunk-it that it would have taken me three-hours to write this post.

Heh.

I’ve also been fighting with NextGenGallery in Wordpress for a while. Apparently, some of the images I’m trying to import are generating some errors which is why there haven’t been many updates as promised this weekend.

Hopefully there’ll be some tomorrow!

Take care folks, and have a great night!

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