Bondage Fairy's blog: "The simplest truths are the biggest lies"

Cheers!! Ok. So I recently went to an interesting place with one of my gorgeous friends. If i'm going to be completely honest, I'll have to admit i was a little hesitant when she first suggested it. It's a wonderful old house with like 10,000 sq ft of space to dance, drink, talk, and fuck in. Being a voyure (i think i spelled that wrong) i have to say i certainly enjoyed looking on the dance floor and seeing chicks with big boobs an no shirts. The lady going down on the other chick at the table in front of us was good too. And of course, there were people fucking everywhere. It's peeping-tom heaven. You turn a corner and "whoops" dude is totally banging this chick on the ottoman. There was some orgy-like business going on as well. I don't think i've ever had more fun in a bar. It's cheap (for the ladies) to get in. The men don't want to be drunk because it defeats the purpose. There's no drunk dick heads trying to cop a feel. AND, when you tell them no they go away. So, I got totally trashed and watched live porn. Killer fun (and judging by how much we were laughing, apparently also very funny.) Now, I'm one of those people who have always wanted to fuck in a club, but i never have because i don't want to get arrested for public indecency (this is the bible belt). So, next time we gotta bring a guy so i can live out at least one fantasy. And, it's always good to go get drunk with a friend who brings you home safe (espescially since i don't remeber much from after 4 am or so). My friends rock. Love ya girly.

Anyway. So i've been MIA for awhile now. Been busy with life, happens to the best of us. Work, relationships, kids, other stuff. It's not been the best month around here, but i'm gonna try to be on a little more often. Not promising anything. Anyway. Hope everyone has a great holiday. Have fun, stay safe, and remember: Be good, or be good at it. :)

I remeber being a tween, pre-teen, and teenager (wasn't that long ago after all) and so i remember the bitchiness, moodswings, smarting off to any adult who looked at me funny, not speaking to my mother for a couple of years. I watch my 14yr old sister doing this same shit and laugh because i do remeber. And for the last few years i've been happy about the fact that, though i've always wanted a daughter, i don't have one. The Goddess blessed me (so i thought)with boys. Two adorable bug-catching, dirt-loving, never gonna have to explain periods to them boys. Well, turns out Karma really IS a bitch. A great big one. Just the other day i was laughing at my oldest son's aunts as they tried to figure out how to deal with his cousins starting their periods. I thought "thank god i'll never have to do that". Well, what do ya know. Boys get bitchy too. I've got an 11yr old who's as tall as me and suddenly thinks he's the "Man of the house" smarting off to me in wal-mart and telling me, and i quote, "Stop nagging me woman, i'm moving as fast as i can!" I guess he figured he was safe since he was behind the closed door of the changing room. I don't think he bothered to think through what would happen when that door finally opened. Needless to say, he learned that day that no matter how tall he gets, i will always be his mother. Last night he decided to get an attitude with his father. Now, while i'm not fond of the man, i did inform my son that he is NEVER to take that tone of voice with his father again and i promptly popped him. His response was "Will you stop smackin me already!" At which point i promptly did it again as i informed him that i carried him in my womb for nine months and then spent 7 hours tryin to push his big head out of my vagina and it was my right as his mother to smack him until the day i died whenever he was acting a fool, especially in public. If looks could kill, i wouldn't be here right now. This has been going on for about a week now, so i figure it should be over soon...at least for this month. Who knew boys had PMS? And, joy of joys, when i finally get this one through puberty i get to start all over with his little brother. I knew there had to be a reason my dad kept telling me that one day i'd wish i had a man around. I'm not sure whether i should laugh or cry. One things for sure, my mom's laughing her ass off.

An Adult Survey - Be honest. If you aren't honest then what is the point. 1) Ever been to a strip club? Yes 2) Ever been to a bar? Yes 3) Ever been kicked out of a bar? Nope 4) Ever been so drunk you had to be carried out of somewhere? yes 5) Kissed someone of the same sex? yes 6) Thrown up from drinking too much? yes 7) Had sex in a car? No..had sex ON a car though 8) Had sex in a park? Nope 9) Had sex in a cinema? Nope 10) Had sex in a bathroom? Yes 11) Had sex at work? no 12) Have you ever been in an "adult" store? Yes 13) Bought something from an "adult" store? Yes 14) Is there anyone on your friends list you would ever consider having sex with? Yes 15) Have you ever had a threesome? yes 16) Are your breasts real? Yes 17) Have you ever kissed a stranger? yes 18) Does anyone have naughty pics of you? yes 19) Ever had oral sex in a nightclub? Not yet 20) Ever had sex with someone you met through Cherry Tap? yes Anything else you wanna know??

Once again there is a strip of black tape across the middle of my badge. While that probably doesn't mean anything to most of you, to me it means another life ended too soon. It means a family left stunned by grief. It means friends and co-workers trying to hold it together so inmates can't take advantage of our sorrow. My badge has had black tape across it all too often lately. Last night the world lost a good man. A man who always had a smile for everyone, never had a cross word for anyone, including those society has thrown away. I have not met many people who can honestly say they practiced what they preach. He was one. He was a minister, husband, father, friend, and correctional officer. He was good at all these things. I watched as this man's words brought tears to the eyes of hardened criminals. Drug addicts, rapsists, murderers...all of them moved by what he had to say. I watched as this man lifted his voice in song, and brought tears to the eyes of hardened correctional officers. Stoic people who spend most of our time trying to hide our feelings. Even I was not immune. Today I listened as people said "It was his time", "the Lord called him home", "God has his own plans", and "God knows what he's doing". Prison is a religious place. If you didn't have it when you arrived, you certainly have it by the time you leave. That goes for staff and inmates. Both groups of people spend a lot of time trying to make sense of the world around them. Today was no different. I wonder about "God's plan" in this. It wasn't violence or illness that took a life today. It was chance, timing,who knows. What I do know is that when I go to work tomorrow, that smiling face won't be waiting. I know there is once less bright spot in a perpetually dark place. I certainly hope God knew what he was doing. Rest in Peace my friend, you are sorely missed and forever loved.

I love the new game of tic-tac-toe everyone is playing!! Instead of drawing a line through the winning team, i'm using that to further clean my friends list up. It's great really. It's like a big sign that says "delete me!!". You know what they say, X marks the spot. Seriously though. I understood the point of the x's when this bullshit first started (i DID read the bulletin). I understand the o's too (they're telling you they don't care if you're unhappy). This shit has gotten out of hand. The x's are calling the o's stupid, the o's will be fighting back soon enough, and once again the pages of innocent bystanders is getting flooding with meaningless drivel NOBODY GIVES A FUCK ABOUT!!! If innocent ppl "got deleted because of rules they didn't know existed", sucks to be them. If you are unhappy about that, sucks to be you. Leave the site, make your own, send Baby J a crybaby message begging him to get your friends back. Ignorance of the law is no excuse for breaking it. Sending out bulletins calling ppl names for making fun of your own stupidity doesn't help your case any. You've gone from expressing valuable opinions in a resonable manner to fighting like children. It's like shooting yourself in the foot. Congratulations.

The longer I am on this site the more I see ppl joining "families" or other such groups. Some of these, such as the bomb squad (or whatever the hell it's called) seem to serve a specific purpose. Most seem to be a group of ppl who have similar interests, jobs, etc and that draws them towards eachother. (Some folks seem to join these groups because they have an obsession with making their names longer.) For the most part these groups, LDC for instance, seem to be pretty fuctional and user friendly. However, I have noticed one group in particular around here that seems to be pretty controling and occsionally hateful. Or maybe it's just the 2 seeming "leaders" of this group. Lately i have seen repeated postings on my bulletin board from people in this group "calling out" on person or another. Seriously ladies and gentalmen, if you want to pick a fight with someone do it in a blog or private message, PLEASE do not flood, or have your groupies flood, the page of every unfortunate who happens to be on somebody's friends list. Unfortunately, it has become apparent that the founders of this group are not the most reasonable ppl. More unfortunately, it has become apparent that the rest of the group aren't so reasonable either, or none of this would be happening. Even more unfortunately, since i don't feel the need to flood the bulletin boards with of 600 ppl with posts about what morons you are, everyone who is in this group will be deleted from my friends list. Seems to be the simplest solution, and it was time for some spring cleaning anyway. To the rest of you.. Blessed be.

the drama continues it seems. mr crazy has his little friend texting me now. i don't know if i mentioned this last time, but he had the boy call me friday. That was childish enough. NOW they are really starting to piss me off. How are u gonna go textin me apologizing for your friends behavior (which u were a part of) and then try to talk to me? HELLO!!!! NOT INTERESTED!!! Oh. this is cute. now the crazy one is texting me too! That's it. i'm going celebate. sex apparently is not working for me. hell, i did it before for 3 yrs, i can do it again. Or maybe i'll stick to women. At least with them you know to expect a little crazy now and then. And to mr. Tristan 'cav scout' bryant...if you happen to stumble across this, KISS MY ASS. blessed be lords and ladies :)

Ok. so recently i hooked up with a guy for what I assumed (apparently mistakenly) was just a good time. So we meet a couple times, things go well (really well :) ). So a couple days later he emails me and wants to know if we can hook up for a 3some, and i tell him no. I don't hear from him again so i assume (again, apparently mistakenly) that that was that. Friday he has his little drunk friend call me for...well, i'm really not sure why. I can HEAR the man in the background telling his buddy what to say. So last night i text this mysterious number and tell them to try it again sober sometime. Well, Mr. 3some gets all pissy and texts me back, wants to know why i'm gettin cute with his friend. THEN proceeds to tell me things like: "you ended us when i saw your new boy toy on your page." and "i know your fucking him cause the pic is of him on your bed." WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? He also wants to know why i didn't respond to his emails. When i inform him i didn't get any, he calls me a liar. Now seriously folks. He wasn't the best lay in town, but he's not bad. If i had gotten an email, i probably would have responded. DUH. So seriously, what the fuck is up with that? Now i haven't heard back from him since i sent my final response which went something like this: "look. we fucked a few times. we aren't together. leave me alone and quit whining." Now. We all know if a girl had been doing that to a guy you'd be callin her crazy. What the fuck is up with this shit? How are you gonna get pissed cause you THINK i fucked somebody, have your little drunk friend call me to talk about THE GODFATHER TRILOGY, and not have the BALLS to call or cum say it to my face. You gotta TEXT me?? ok. thank u for letting me get that outta my system. :)

I've been reading all these bulletins about "I WANT THIS GUY/GIRL" lately. Well, I've been with that girl and i've had that guy. Obviously it didn't work. That being the case, I've decided to post what I want. Flowers aren't in my top 10. :) Anyone who I end up with should: 1. Understand that I have kids. That means you will NEVER come first. Can't handle 2nd place? Leave. 2. Be HONEST..with me and yourself. 3. Be FAITHFUL. 4. Be drug/disease/mental illness free. These ARE deal breakers. 5. Have a sense of humor. 6. Know how to do laundry. 7. Be able to find joy in the world around them. 8. Have a job (i'm not supporting your ass and i don't want u to support me.) 9. Understand that i'm not your ex or your mother. I don't care if i have something in common with them. I'm NOT them and that should be enough. 10. Know when to be serious and when to be silly. 11. Leave me alone when i'm pissed. 12. Know that if i was pissed @ u, i'd tell you. 13. Understand that I'm not a mind reader. I don't expect u to be one either. 14. Don't try to push me around. 15. Don't let me push you around. 16. Know how to cook. 17. Have a sense of adventure. 18. Like animals. 19. Understand that I have really good aim. If you lay a hand on me or my kids, you'll find out just how good. 20. Leave the BS at the door. 21. Understand that I won't tell you i love you unless i mean it. Don't say it to me unless you mean it.