Urgh, I have aches all over my body, I think every lymph node I own is swollen, I want nymph lodes instead… mmmmm… the mother load of nymphs. I’d be too tired to have at them, but maybe they’d be willing to have at me, not that I’m really well enough to enjoy loads of nymphs.
Yes, I’m out of my gord, I’m probably running a fever…
At least it keeps getting really cold in here, then really hot. Mind you my meds do that to me too. Ah the glamourous life of a fetish photog. I did spend some up time today redesigning my journal a bit, it needed an update. So show me love and clix me, it’s the middle button. Not that I’ve checked where I rank on Clix in eons, months, if not longer, and, not that I really think it makes much of a difference.
What I really want to promote is my Erotimania site, the free human sexuality site. What I need are contributions of quality articles, but I haven’t had the time to do the necessary networking. Never mind business networking, not that you can call something I really don’t get paid for business… but I haven’t had time for friend networking either. I’ve been ignoring the phone, and the email, which is typical of me when I’m really feeling under it.
jOni’s been calling me, and I know she wants to munch tommorow, and so do I, but a) will I have fun if I feel this sick and b) I just feel it’s bad karma to spred my cold germs around, I’m a sadist, but unconsensual germ sharing is not on my okay list.
My mother wrote today, and wanted to know why she hasn’t been hearing from me, wants me to come over for a visit, but you know, sometimes when you’re sick, you want your mother, other times, you want to be in a different country than she is. Right now, I’m fine where I am. I’m a hermit.
I watched Oprah the other day, as I do on occasion as I while away much of my life on the couch, and she had a great topic about this book about letting go of relationships that aren’t up to your standards. The book was called ‘He’s just not that into you’ and it was co-written by co-workers, one male, one female. Basically, it re-affirms my belief that if you are in a relationship, friendship as well as romantic relationship, and the person is just not giving you back what you need out of the relationship to feel good about yourself… MOVE ON! That’s exactly what happened with the boy, and I’m proud of myself for that. I told him what my hard limits where in terms of what I expected and needed out of the relationship, told him take it or leave it, and he left it. I can honestly say I have no regrets. Of course I would have loved to have him want the same things as me, but that is what you can’t change, and wishing never makes it so.
Right now I’m just wishing I can fall asleep and breath at the same time because every time I lay down I get snotted up, so much for this Fetish Diva’s glam life!
XO
Leila
Oh and Anjali, I haven’t forgotten you, I’m just convalescing