I’m having bloggersblock recently, so I don’t really have all that much of importance to say. Perhaps it’ll be gone by tomorrow, who knows. I need a muse, some inspiration. Applications accepted ;)
I found a new object to lust for. Actually it’s not new, but I had forgotten about it. Not all toy sites carry it. The Sinnflut line of vibrators from Fun Factory all look really nice, and they’re rechargeable. I am particularly craving the Intensity (in ivory/burgundy, of course, red and orange is so not my thing) Although it’s highly highly unlikely I’ll ever get to review it for EdenFantasys. Maybe for someone else, who knows.
Perhaps I am rare, for many other bloggers seem to be able to type out such detail about their sexual encounters down to every sigh and lick. I can’t do that. Nor can I recall my dreams once I’ve fully woken. At the most, I will get “snapshots” lingering. A few moments that stood out. It’s hard to describe them sometimes. Also, usually, faces are not…..distinct. Or accurate. It’s a 60-40 shot (in favor) when I wake up if I knew for sure who the person was that I was dreaming about or not. A very recent dream involved an unknown dark-haired man, pressing me up against a wall with his body and his hand snugly and erotically around the front of my neck. There was electricity, that I am sure of, intense and overwhelming chemistry in the moment of and before a scorching kiss. I awake in the morning and the memory of it blows away like dandelion fluff as I climb further out of sleep.
Deviant Little Devil, a fan turned friend was always to be found in my comments (and featured heavily in my inbox) – until recently. I mentioned this a few weeks ago. Turns out….I was right to be worried. He landed in the hospital, had a few week stay and surgery and came close to death. His healing process is going to take a few months, so please send him good thoughts. I’m a worrier, it comes from experiencing the untimely death of my father, sometimes the worry is unfounded but I can’t help it. If you’re my friend don’t ever tell me that I shouldn’t worry about you – I will anyways. This bothers a few certain people but so be it.
The NYC Sex Bloggers Calendar is having their unveiling party in a month or so, in the city of course. DebauchedDiva has said “You should come!” but one glance at the bank account tells me I likely won’t. Pity. I would absolutely love to go. I had wanted to see Central Park in the Fall, but maybe next year. My raise doesn’t kick in until December, I think. Even if I had the money though, I can’t say for certain that I’d go. I have quite a terrible case of social shyness. I do alright if I have a sidekick but if I’m alone? Yikes. So situations like that create quite the predicament for me. I’d get to meet some wonderful ladies whose blogs I read and love and I would likely have a good time – but my shyness can be debilitating sometimes with groups.
Upcoming toy reviews:
- G-Spot Squirmy from VibeReview
- from Babeland (I know, it looks funny)
- from Babeland
Yes I know. I have a lot. Assaid earlier on Twitter in the most loving-snarky way “geez lilly- how many toys do you need? You only have SO MANY holes!! *wink*”
It’s an addiction. I’m sorry. I can’t help it! I have this compelling need to try out every cool-looking or highly-rated sex toy out there. I twitch with this need.
Update: 11:14pm: Sexual favors to the first person who tells me the song title and artist of that song that makes my ass not wanna sit still from the Ipod Touch commercial. One where the Ipod is playing all sorts of different games. Must. Have. Song. and website is being a dickhead. Fankooo!