Okay, I'm going to keep it short and sweet. Have a stomach virus from the damn kids!! Haven't eaten in 24hrs (not the ideal diet). Neck still screwed up from 2wks ago, don't know what happened. Unexpected visitor! Need to find a new place to live. And you know what I'm still feeling pretty good. Glad to be alive! Will write more when I have more strength.

Dear god I'm bored with life. Is there nothing exciting to do anymore. Yes, I look forward to my camping trips, learning to snowboard and a little rope play. Where has the excitement gone? And it's not just me it is everyone. We are nothing but automatons going through the daily motions. Is this what life is like for those who live in the mid-west or after you get married and have kids? Nothing to look forward to but the buffet special at home town buffet!!?? I hope beyond all hope that this is just a phase I'm in and it will pass quickly. But than again one needs to make her own destiny. Seize the day and all that good crap. I think living in LA has jaded me. Seeing a guy piss on a street corner or drug dealers outside my front door don't surprise me anymore. Maybe I should move to the mid-west, it would be refreshing? Or maybe it is the end of the year self reflection which I try to fight every freakin year but can't get away from! Forget it. I'm going to watch a british drama and go to bed.
I hope there is a more pathetic domme somewhere else in the world. No, i take it back I wish no ill well against any domme. I save that for my slaves.

My first blog!

Look at me I blogging. I feel like hots**t now! Julie you better watch out I'm fast on your heels. But than again I don't have as many crazy "adventures" as you do so maybe not so much.

I'm still waiting with baited breath for my hemp rope from Monk. Chest harness and hog ties Oh My! Is it wrong that I fantasize about how pretty the rope would look as it grazes across someones skin and how nice the whole ensemble would look with my red spreader bar between their ankles? No of course not, everyone wants bondage toys for Christmas. I dream of dancing ball gags and mute slaves not sugar plum fairies! God I love the smell of leather!!