Condoleeza's Reading My Blog....

About a month ago while at a Renaissance festival, I saw a psychic dressed in what looked like gypsy garb giving readings. Vacillating on whether to pluck down $30 for a reading, I figured oh, why the hell not? It’s been awhile since I’ve had a reading done. The last one was in Santa Monica on the boardwalk where I paid a whopping $3.00 and had my palm & fortune read by an old woman with impossibly HUGE and thick glasses. I don’t know HOW she was able to read the lines on my hand so maybe she was depending more on her psychic abilities.

She told me that I was going to be crossing over an ocean and traveling to Europe. That was in October of last year…I’m still waiting for that airline ticket to fall out of the sky. The $30 psychic also mentioned a body of water. She also told me that I was psychic. So as I was sitting there I was reading her mind too…thinking; Lady, you’re really reaching but I like what I’m hearing.

I shrugged off what she said about me being a psychic until recently when I started getting these really strong vibes that someone unusual was peeking at my blog. It wasn’t just anyone but more someone really, really, unusually special. Through my new awareness of special extrasensory and telepathic perception, I’ve narrowed it down to none other than Condoleeza. Yeah…THAT Condoleeza. Hehehe…. You know, it must have been my posting about the two librarians because I know how “tight” she is with Laura (sarcastic grin).

Alright, I know this is complete silliness and has nothing to do with erotica or sex, but you know what? It’s MY blog and I can write what I want!! Hahahaha (puts pinky next to mouth and makes a face like Dr. Evil). Actually, it’s nice to be silly once in awhile yanno?

--Insane D

ps. That's not a photo of me. lol.

Coffee Night With the Girls and Cheating...

I spent last Friday night at a coffee shop with some fellow lez friends of mine. I hadn’t seen them in awhile and it was nice to hang out as well as meet some new ladies too! I met “B” & “J,” two really nice women who I hung out with again at an art festival the next day. Interestingly the initials of their first names are acronyms for …..well, umm..errr, (blow job for the really clueless). Hehehe. Look, at least I didn’t use your real names, just the initials. Okay, okay, slap my behind for attempting to be funny out of simple happenstance. (Forgive me? I know some are rolling their eyes at my weak attempt at humor..oh well).

Our caffeine-induced conversations were all over the place and really; we were just goofing off and not treating ANY particular subject seriously. The one topic that stuck out in my mind was about cheating. The question we posed to each other was “Have you ever cheated?” and is it true that “Once a cheater, always a cheater?” Talk about playing with dynamite.

Out of the seven of us, 3 confessed to having a prior record of cheating. I will plead the Fifth Amendment on this question on the grounds it could be incriminating. Overwhelmingly, everyone agreed that once someone has cheated, they will more than likely do it again. It stood to reason that it was just bound to “happen.” Those that said they had cheated agreed that they might again. Then the conversation went from, okay, if you were seeing a guy (for whatever reason) and were seeing someone else, is it cheating? Interestingly, no one felt that it was. There seemed to be more significance placed on the gender of the indivdual you were with as to whether cheating really occurred (using our lesbian cheating barometer). I guess if you’re a lesbian and find yourself dating a guy, then perhaps you’re suffering from temporary insanity and therefore permitted a lapse of judgement. You get a “free cheating pass,” ‘cuz according to our little consensus, you ain’t cheating. But sneak around on your girlfriend WITH another woman? Biotch, you’re a cheater.

Oh, and we also discussed whether kissing was an act of cheating. After some hilarious banter, the concensus was “yes and no.” If you use tongue while engaged in kissing a nongirlfriend...then, yeah, you’re cheating. If you DON’T use tongue…have at it! Yippee!! You’re not cheating!! I have to keep from chuckling on this one. Ahhh…’twas a fun and and silly night. It was good to share a laugh amongst friends. D