It has been a long time that I had an substandard hook up. Not to say that all of my sexual escapades have been completely out of this world because the majority of them are rather ho-hum, but the one I just escaped from from less than stellar. Actually, it was over before it even started. Without giving away too many details in respect to the parties involved (and yes, I said parties), I will say it is always best that each individual know exactly what they are getting into. I strongly dislike people who show up only to turn into a Nervous Nancy when certain things are brought to their attention whether it be verbal or suggestive. Confidence is key, as well as cleanliness. Grungy dirtiness is not welcome my household.
Whip's Wisdom For Tricking: Prior to performing fellatio or analingous, always check the said region with a good eyeing over and a feel with your hand/finger before you stick your own body part(s) on and into the area.
This modernized journal belongs to the Los Angeles based, self proclaimed narcissist, & all around slag Whiplash Lopenski.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Clearing The Opening
Whip's Pseudo Pre-Game Pep Talk:
I welcome this week with open arms. Enough whining already. I need to man up and get some shit done.
I welcome this week with open arms. Enough whining already. I need to man up and get some shit done.
Monday, August 09, 2010
Update: Sunday's Stress Test
The day was a complete waste. A total shitcake. I should have expected this much when I completed the last entry earlier today. My stomach is in knots at the moment. As well harbouring a migraine - the third this week. Sigh.
Everything lately seems to be magically maturing into a big heaping load of filth. No matter how much I attempt to work on something, it just feels as if the energy spent is returning to me ten fold only negatively. I am totally stumped as where I should go from here. I just want to crawl into a dark space to be alone with my insane thoughts.
I could assume this is some sort of depression, but I've been analyzing this in my mind all afternoon and I'm sure I am not depressed. At least not yet. I have been depressed in the past, and it was nothing like this. Currently, I am frustrated, upset, somber. To be honest, I am on the brink of tears. And it's just making grow more foul by the minute.
What to do? What to do?
I was going to salvage the remainder of the day by going to work out, but that was throw out by some unstable rationale. I think at this point, I will make my way back to the couch, turn on the television and count the minutes until I fall back to sleep. Hopefully I will awaken in a state of eagerness as it will be a new day, and yet again, attempting to start anew.
I'm hoping this will pick up at some point because this starting over again thing is waring thin on my psyche. I'm over it.
Everything lately seems to be magically maturing into a big heaping load of filth. No matter how much I attempt to work on something, it just feels as if the energy spent is returning to me ten fold only negatively. I am totally stumped as where I should go from here. I just want to crawl into a dark space to be alone with my insane thoughts.
I could assume this is some sort of depression, but I've been analyzing this in my mind all afternoon and I'm sure I am not depressed. At least not yet. I have been depressed in the past, and it was nothing like this. Currently, I am frustrated, upset, somber. To be honest, I am on the brink of tears. And it's just making grow more foul by the minute.
What to do? What to do?
I was going to salvage the remainder of the day by going to work out, but that was throw out by some unstable rationale. I think at this point, I will make my way back to the couch, turn on the television and count the minutes until I fall back to sleep. Hopefully I will awaken in a state of eagerness as it will be a new day, and yet again, attempting to start anew.
I'm hoping this will pick up at some point because this starting over again thing is waring thin on my psyche. I'm over it.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Sunday's Stress Test
I've been stressing myself out quite a bit recently. It has been more of an internal struggle than a public one - unless you know me personally, because then you could be able to figure it out.
Over the last month or so, I've have been faced with numerous obstacles. Some major while others are simply frivolous. Either way, the outcome has been the same on my emotions. I feel like my estrogen levels have climbed drastically over the past weeks. At times I can be quite content, but then at a drop of a hat, I find myself fuming over the littlest things.
I am in the mist of pin-pointing the root of this problem I am dealing with. I'm leaning towards the uneasiness of the zombie-like state I am in. While I have blogged about this in the past, I feel this time, it's more serious than ever.
I have been working on "normalizing" my sleeping schedule so that may have something to do with it. No frequent late nights for this girl. I've actually been finding myself feeling rather tired earlier in the evening... 10pm, 11pm, midnight. That is a plus. So maybe my moods are affected by this. Regardless, it's not easy to live with. Ask Woods. But on the same token, I have too dealt with his changing moods.
All I can do right now is sigh a little bit. Today was supposed to be quite an exciting day, but as I had come to expect, the events from earlier this week have caught up with me. Toxic Waist will not be attending Hard Heroes 7 this afternoon. And at this point, I may not be either. I'll have to see after I eat lunch which is waiting for me in the kitchen. I guess I should wrap this up and get to stuffing my face. I'm sure post feeding I will see everything much more clear. And hopefully, I will not be such a sourpuss any longer. Here's to hoping.
Over the last month or so, I've have been faced with numerous obstacles. Some major while others are simply frivolous. Either way, the outcome has been the same on my emotions. I feel like my estrogen levels have climbed drastically over the past weeks. At times I can be quite content, but then at a drop of a hat, I find myself fuming over the littlest things.
I am in the mist of pin-pointing the root of this problem I am dealing with. I'm leaning towards the uneasiness of the zombie-like state I am in. While I have blogged about this in the past, I feel this time, it's more serious than ever.
I have been working on "normalizing" my sleeping schedule so that may have something to do with it. No frequent late nights for this girl. I've actually been finding myself feeling rather tired earlier in the evening... 10pm, 11pm, midnight. That is a plus. So maybe my moods are affected by this. Regardless, it's not easy to live with. Ask Woods. But on the same token, I have too dealt with his changing moods.
All I can do right now is sigh a little bit. Today was supposed to be quite an exciting day, but as I had come to expect, the events from earlier this week have caught up with me. Toxic Waist will not be attending Hard Heroes 7 this afternoon. And at this point, I may not be either. I'll have to see after I eat lunch which is waiting for me in the kitchen. I guess I should wrap this up and get to stuffing my face. I'm sure post feeding I will see everything much more clear. And hopefully, I will not be such a sourpuss any longer. Here's to hoping.
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