Vibrant.(Still) Unrepentant. Badass. Old. Queer

Is it too early in the morning to be thinking of sexual fantasies? Ha. Never. I woke up with an image in my mind, an image that I used to fantasize about a lot. I don't know why it came back to me this morning. Back in the summer of 1992, the Olympics took place in Barcelona, Spain. The 10 meter diving platform was up on a hill. When the divers jumped off, it looked like they were soaring above the city. My overactive 22-year-old horndog imagination had me on that platform ... at sunset ... getting it on ... with Greg Louganis. Unbelievably hot. Is that so wrong? So, here's my question ... when you were 22-years-old, where (and with whom) did you fantasize about having sex? [and, for those of you who aren't 22 yet, try to guess]

I feel like my digital camera has thrown up all over my blog. However, just in case you don't feel that way ... How about another photo of my new sofa? Ha. I'm kidding. Anyway, the problem is that, with a defunct laptop, the only time I can download pictures is when I'm at John's ... which is frequently; however, it's quite infrequently that I remember a) my camera, b) to make sure the batteries are sufficiently charged, and c) the little cordy thing that connects camera to computer. Last night, the fates smiled down upon me, and I had all three things. Yay. Thus, explaineth the digiphotovomit of the previous entries. My most heartfelt apologies for inflicting it upon you. Some randomly generated thoughts from the mind of Vuboq: I haven't had any coffee all day (except that one brief mouthful of yesterday's leftover coffee *gag* *cough* *sputter*). Kettle Chips Cheddar Beer flavor. Not so good. I could use a martini. If spring doesn't get here soon, I ma...

KNITTING PICS!!! augh. This is such a bad picture of me. My nose be huge. BUT, I'm wearing Mush's Basic Hat . And, she made me promise to post a picture of it. I used a combination of yarn: some sort of maroony Rowan wool tweedy-yarn and leftover Harry Potter scarf yarn (Encore Worsted?). This is my "sweater in progress." It feels like I've been working on it for MONTHS and I've only managed to knit about 9 inches (*heh*). I like how it's looking though. Here is the pattern . The color looks a little washed out from the flash. AND, yes, it is resting on the back of my new sofa .

"Show us another picture of your new sofa" Oh... all right. What? What's that you say? Why, yes, that is my pussy in the lower right corner. You want to see her better? Really? OK. Here she is: Isn't she the Cutest Thing EVER ???? GAG! I almost drank leftover coffee from yesterday! ACK! *sputter* Anyway, not much going on here to report. I went over to John's last night. After dinner, he drove me to Christal's, so I could check her mail and water the plants. If you remember, Christal has moved to Atlanta. I promised to check on her house periodically. Then, we drove to Target. Woo hoo! Target! I bought a lint brush because a) I managed to break mine the other day and 2) John doesn't have one and his stupid dog got down feathers all over my winter coat. Friggin' DemonDog Puppy from Hell. I guess that's it for now. I'll be posting a few more photos later on. Stay tuned. *smooch*

Love me. Love my sofa. Love my pussy. Pet my pussy. Stroke my pussy. More exciting photos to come tomorrow. *smooch*

I attempted to do my taxes last night. First, I tried itemizing my deductions. Unfortunately, even with 2 months of interest payments on my home, they were not greater than the standard deduction ($5000). So, I took the standard deduction. After calculating my adjusted gross income and doing all the fancy-schmancy math (y'know addition and subtraction) to determine my paid taxes, I discovered that for the first time in years I will be getting a refund. Woo hoo! How much refund you ask? $41. I'll try not to spend it all in one place.

In his blog this morning, Shigeki wrote about the plum trees starting to bloom in Tokyo. It reminded me of something my friends and I used to do in Japan. Several times a year, we would hop on a train to Dazaifu (near the city of Fukuoka) to eat umegaemochi (plum-flavored sweet bean-filled rice cakes). Every trip was fantastic, but the best time was in mid-to-late February when the plum trees were blooming. We would wake up early in the morning and ride our bikes to Futajima Station (It's the fourth station from the left on the bottom row in the picture). The train was a local and stopped at every station. We didn't care, because we would pack our bags with dried squid and chocolate and wasabi peas and cookies and, best of all, self-warming cans of sake [jus t press the button and -voila!- hot sake in a few minutes]. We would eat and drink and laugh and look at the country scenery all the way to Fukuoka/Hakata Station. There we would change trains for a quick trip to Dazaifu....

I'm a big stats whore. And, I noticed that I've had a visitor or 2 from Singapore. Woo hoo! Singapore! Home of the Singapore Sling! No, pervo, that's not a sexual device, it's a drink ! And a yummy one at that... I visited Singapore in 1998. After leaving Japan, my friend, Anne-Marie and I, spent a few months traveling around Southeast Asia - Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore ... We actually spent more time than we wanted in Singapore because as we were preparing to go to Indonesia, the rupiah collapsed and people were rioting in the streets. We opted not to go, so we spent extra time in Singapore getting our plane tickets sorted. Then, we travelled back to Malaysia, ending up in Kota Bahru and the Perhentian Islands ... which was awesome. But, back to Singapore, we did all sorts of fun things - drinks at Raffles Hotel , the Night Safari (which was a happy exception to most disastrous Asian zoos), and many many nights of eating out with friends and drinking Tiger Beer . ...

It's been a Mush -less morning. So sad. In fact, because there was no Mush to remind me, I completely forgot to go to lunch during my break. Durf. I'm holding her completely responsible for my current low blood sugar crankiness. I guess I'll go eat now. I'm thinking of tomato basil soup from Adega. Mmmm. Soup. Catch ya on the flip side.

While I'm waiting for my tax forms and booklets to print (ACK! It's taking FOR-ever!), here's a rundown of my weekend: Friday night, after dinner, John picked me up. I made brandy alexanders (1 part brandy, 1 part creme de cacao, 1 part Haagen-Daz vanilla ice cream, 1 maraschino cherry, splash of maraschino cherry juice). We watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith . Brad Pitt. So hot. Angelina Jolie. So hot. Lots of hotness to be had. *drool* and EXPLOSIONS! Saturday, John dropped me off at my place on the way to the gym and I waited for my sofa to arrive. It was scheduled to be delivered between 12 and 4, so I was expecting it around 3:59. Lo and behold, the truck pulled into the parking lot at 12:30! WOW! I LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE my new sofa! Everyone is invited to come sit on it! The rest of the day, I blobbed around on my sofa, knitting, reading, and eating. That evening, I fixed a nice dinner, had some wine, and watched Sahara . Matthew McConaughey. So hot. Penelope Cruz. So hot. Lo...

I suppose some of you already know this, but Diary-X , where I have kept an online journal for the past 4 or so years, is no more. I'm a little sad. At some point last year, I did back up my journal, but it's on my dead laptop. Hopefully, when [if] I get my tax refund, I will be able to repair my dead laptop and my journal's archives will be saved. Last year is a wash though. *sigh* *sniff* I cried a little about it last night. But, then, John and I had sex and I felt better. The Diary-X administrators have posted a keep-in-touch database, so if you are a former Diary-X user, I urge you to add yourself. Your journalfriends want to know where you've moved. Those of you who have linked to http://enviroboi.diary-x.com should change your links. Enviroboi is no more. *sniff* In the meantime, to help people deal with their Diary-xXdepression, I've decided to unveil my secret diary . I think some of you know about it. I only kept it for about 6 months or so. It...

Storehouse called this morning. My beautiful new sofa should be arriving between 12 and 4 tomorrow. YAY! So I guess we all know what I'll be doing on Saturday: Preparing for Sofa Arrival, Waiting, Waiting, and Waiting until 3:59 when it actually comes. Then, relaxing on the NEW SOFA. Then, maybe inviting John over to help christen the NEW SOFA. Very excited. Woo hoo! NEW SOFA! Maybe I should name it. I don't really have many other plans for the weekend. John wants to go see Madea's Family Reunion (*gag*) on Sunday. I will probably go with him. That way, I'll have some ammunition for the next "high brow" film I want to see ( The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada , anyone?). I still need to buy some new shoes, so I'm thinking of trekking over to DSW in Pentagon Row after the movie [John wants to go to an early showing]. Possibly meeting up with Ray for a late lunch/early dinner and giving him the mittens he asked me to knit for his roommate/b...

A co-worker sent me the link to this totally evil game . Let me know how you do. The first time I played, I lasted 3.28 seconds. I'm up to nearly 12 seconds now (I ROCK!)

... and there was much rejoicing. The first selection is another song by that supercute boyband, SMAP: Dainamaito [loosely translated as "Dynamite"] Not much to say about this song. It triggers no special memories, although it may be one of the first SMAP songs I learned to sing in karaoke! And all SMAP songs make me think of the supercute, and you know he has to be gay, Kusanagi Tsuyoshi. yum. The second song for today is by Sorimachi Takashi (OK. I'll admit. He's yummy, too): Forever [loosely translated as "Forever"], and, yes, that is Richie Sambora singing backup vocals. This song has a special place in my heart for two reasons. One, it reminds me of the drama Beach Boys that my friends and I watched when we spent two weeks frolicking on the Okinawan island, Tokashiki . Two, it's the first (and only) song I've ever sung in front of a band. The story is this: One of the small communities where I used to teach had an international group. They ha...

I've already posted 8 gabillion times today, so what's one more? AND, I still have yet another fun little tidbit to post, but I think I'm going to hold off on that one until tomorrow (oooh. suspense). John gave me a $25 gift card to Borders for Valentine's Day and I had a 30% off coupon and a $5 reward certificate (from my Borders Visa). Armed with $39 of free money, I trudged over to the bookstore. Perhaps, given that it's sunny and 50 here, trudged is the wrong word. Strolled? Sauntered? Moseyed? Anyway, after browsing among the new releases, I finally chose Shakespeare: The Biograph y by Peter Ackroyd. Several years ago I read his biography of London [cleverly titled London: A Biography ] and enjoyed it immensely. The book (after the 30% discount) was only $23.89! So I still have $6.11 of free money to spend on books. YAY! I don't think I'll be able to read this one anytime soon though. I already have two books ahead of it in my pile o' book...

OK. Don't let me down on this one people. The new poll is over there --> (hopefully)

An astounding 67% of you think FEET ARE OK ! Don't you know that the correct answers are either a) GROSS or b) the most disgusting things EVER or c) ew. get them away from me ? Nice to know that 67% of my loyal readers need some serious psychological help though. I'm busy creating a new poll now. Stay tuned.

Hallelujah! Thanks to the most marvelously magnificent Mush , I can now access most of my Firewall'ed blogs through Bloglines! YAY! I can read Dykewife, and Faggoty-Ass Faggot, and Shigeki, and Scott-o-Rama to my heart's content (except for some reason I can't get Mr. o-Rama's entries to expand, but I'm working on it). Hm. Three updates in 2 hours. And, I actually have work to do today. I suppose I should get started on it.

from the WaPo : S.D. Abortion Bill Takes Aim at 'Roe': Senate Ban Does Not Except Rape, Incest South Dakota lawmakers yesterday approved the nation's most far-reaching ban on abortion, setting the stage for new legal challenges that its supporters say they hope lead to an overturning of Roe v. Wade . The measure, which passed the state Senate 23 to 12, makes it a felony for doctors to perform any abortion , except to save the life of a pregnant woman . The proposal still must be signed by Gov. Mike Rounds (R), who opposes abortion. This sort of thing makes me so mad I could spit. I can't even formulate a clear argument and want simply to insult the fuckers who voted for this bill. I tell you one thing, if I were a pregnant woman living in South Dakota after this bill passed, I sure as hell would move. Freakonomics should be required reading for all of the Pro-Life folks. If you haven't read the book, the author -an economist- puts forth an interesting theory: The d...

As some of you may know, my work life is now ruled by a cruel master, the Firewall of Doom, which prevents access to some of my favorite sites . One of the reasons some of these sites are restricted are because they deal with "gay and lesbian issues" (*gasp*). I was doing a little research about the Sonic Firewall of Doom yesterday, and this is what I discovered: from Sonic's website : Gay/Lesbian: Sites that provide information, promote, or cater to gay and lesbian lifestyles. Does not include sites that are sexually oriented (from the Content Filtering Service Premium Edition Categories). God ... er ... Firewall ... forbid that gays and lesbians actually receive information whilst on the job. from an old news.com article : Another threat to virtual visibility for gays and lesbians online is blocking software--originally conceived as a way to mollify parents and political leaders anxious to prevent children from seeing sexually explicit material online. "We know th...