first posts

Current Issues

2008-12-21T11:29:00.001-05:00

[Note: From a blog that seems to be devoted to pollution in the broadest sense---they second post is more thorough.]

They have many complain such as

property market

2006-10-28T11:57:00.000-04:00

In The Beginning

Sex is fun. There’s other ways to describe it but, at the end of the day, it’s just pure, simple, pleasurable fun!

I don’t know how many people I’ve had some kind of sexual relation with now. I never cared much to keep count either. I’m not trying to boast and suggest the number is in the thousands although I suspect it may be close.

Thing is, I sell myself. I am an escort, a rent boy, a sexual man who enjoys both men and women. I’m happy eating a pussy as I am sucking on a cock. I’ll fuck a mouth, a pussy or an ass and I’ll take it as well, men or women-with-strap-on.

Business is good too. I’m also in a position where I can pick and choose. Although now I’m seeing people who can afford me so their own lifestyle and behaviour is more fitting.

I live alone in an apartment I own. I sometimes think I should get into the property market but can never be bothered. I travel and find new ways to bring sexual pleasure to anyone I meet.

I still fuck for fun. Everyone needs something more intimate and sensual.

Sex is to be enjoyed and, hopefully with this blog, I can share some of the stories and experiences. It’s for your pleasure as well as mine…

Dirtpipe Dreams

dear j

2006-10-22T17:27:00.000-04:00

it starts
A start can be quiet too. Just as how the rest of my life goes on gradually. I have learnt to live without him again. The end of the world always looms at our darkest moments, but yet, we always manage to steer clear of it again and again. For now.

I am neither sad nor happy. I'm in transition: I've gotten past the worst parts of it, and I'm about to move onto another phase of life.

But I'm weak. I allow myself to miss him, to think of him, to love him. And so, he grows in me, day after day.

This blog is, for him. My life, for him.

Be. With. Me.

shoulda surrendered

2006-10-13T16:20:00.000-04:00

car chase

there was a car chase. the car kept going for about 20 minutes really fast on the 405. it was at one oclock. i saw it on abc7.com. the guy driving was an idiot. he shoulda surrendered instead of driving reclessly. the driver was driving slow at one point then the cop did a pit manuver to stop the car. the guy tried to run but not very suprisingly the cops got to him and gave him a beating.

Stuff

completed

2006-07-31T02:09:00.000-04:00

My profile
Hello ,
My name is K.C.Navaneeth Chandrakumar. I have completed my B.E. in Mechanical Engineering from Goa College Of Engineering.

Thoughts,dishes,goa and life improvements

Introduction?

2006-07-16T13:18:00.000-04:00

Hello world. My name is James, and I'm a blogger.

The Electric Pansy

the journey

2006-06-29T14:03:00.000-04:00

Gift
lessen the expectation, lessen the demand; life would be full of gifts that make you happy... there's always a process, start and end, borned and died; what matters is the journey, not so much of the destiny, coz no things are not perishable... so enjoy the journey, appreciate the gifts...

Poem of the Clouds

listening

2006-06-27T15:55:00.000-04:00

Listening Elton John
I'll buy a big house where ...
I'll buy a big housewife.

Life Is a Second Mind

Welcome

2006-06-21T01:55:00.000-04:00

Welcome to The Tasha Revolution

I dont dislike the world.The world seems to dislike me.

Ever felt like you don't belong?That's what I feel like everyday.This is my blog.Here you'll read about my life.The ups and the downs.Welcome to The Tasha Revolution.My life.My views.

TheTashaRevolution

just feels right

2006-06-17T19:05:00.000-04:00

Prelude To A Dream

I'm currently working in the entertainment industry as an editor. It's been a long journey, and I know I have a long way to go. As disillusioned as I am, I still find the fact that I'm doing what I've been dreaming about forever, amazing.

I remember watching a documentary on The Discovery Channel about the making of FRIENDS. I was so mystified at the whole process and immediately felt like I needed to be a part of that. It is funny looking back that what had most interested me was the whole post-production process. The foley artist actually. I watched as this woman walked on all these different types of grounds. The concrete, dirt, rocks, film, (for the effect of crunching leaves), wood, tile. I just thought, what a cool job. I think that's what initially sparked my interest.

It's strange how looking back you can almost see the exact path that got you to a certain place. Everyone always asks me why I wanted to be in this business. I could ramble on for hours about how I am creative person who loves to create and share things with the world. The truth is, it just feels right. Sure, I'm a creative person, and I'm not going to argue that showing someone something you've made is one of the most rewarding feelings one could possibly have, but for me, I just sort of felt it.

That said, I'll let my journey begin. Enjoy.

Tales From The Inside

I will

2006-06-14T14:47:00.000-04:00

Saturday, September 07, 2002

Heya
Fun fun. I will enjoy this.

hi

Ironically Morgana posted only twice following the optimism of her first post. She found salvation elsewhere.

if you can read this

2006-06-12T13:30:00.000-04:00

very first post!
if you can read this, i have created a functionable blog and you have followed my instructions to reach it :) i miss you dearly and hope we stay in touch this way. i insist we don't use our real names in the blog, it makes it more mysterious and haha when you become president you don't want the times quoting an embarrasing rash while you were in israel. hehehe. love you hunny! hugshugshugshugshugshugs.

while you were away

loves

2006-05-25T10:03:00.000-04:00

Stephanie coomber loves Lee Johnson 2006
Vikki Bell Loves Matty Glasper 2006

Steph and Vikki 2006

Steph:coomber

turn on the faucet

2006-05-24T15:45:00.000-04:00

May 23rd already?
It seems like I have had no time to think lately. Time to just read a book, or write, or even draw. It means so much to me and yet I can't even find time for myself. Maybe a little blogging will cure my sickness. A catalog to my mind, with all the words and ideas rumbling around inside my head lately. A willing submission of my thoughts. So here I turn on the faucet...

Self Extension

that should do

2006-05-24T02:05:00.000-04:00

Hello World
Now, if that title does not give away my profession, what will??
This blog has no specific focus right now..that may change soon..or maybe never.

Here comes some background info...female, residing in the Bay Area (California), work as a Software Engineer for a transportation & logistics company.

I am currently in China..for work. have been here for about 5 weeks now and have a few more to go before i get back home.

that should do for my first post - better get back to work now.

My Life, My World

Here I am.

2006-05-23T19:30:00.000-04:00

Squarecircle has arrived to Blogger

So, most of you have probably heard of me. Doesn't surprise me; I'm quite famous on the intarweb. That's right, the intarweb. Excuse me, teh intarweb. My apologies. Anyhoo, squarecircle (that's me) is becoming quite the internet celebrity. Hell, I made a huge stink over at myspace before I ditched that dump. I'm the most famous guy on the intarweb, so you might want to check me out and get to know me.

The point is, I've now arrived to Blogger. I know you were all awaiting this day. It has arrived.

Here I am.

squarecircle's rational freethought

they are real people

2006-05-16T15:13:00.000-04:00

Our story thus far...

Here's the deal. My name is Chuck. Hi, nice to meet you.

What follows will be the chronicles of a group of friends that have met and bonded online. It will center on the main cast of characters and their various attempts to make and save money to enable a relocation to Austin, TX. You will meet them and the supporting cast shortly. Be patient.

I have taken it upon myself to begin this chronicle, as a way to both pass on new information regarding the move and to poke fun at us all. Yes the story is real. This isn't a made up piece of fiction, although I do hope to eventually provide links to made up pieces of fiction. Some of the characters have talents along those lines. Remember as you read... The "characters" of this story are real. I will change critical things such as their full identities because that's just the way it has to be. But they are real people, and most of what is detailed here will be actual events, if sometimes exaggerated.

It is not to be taken %100 seriously, because I am not to be taken %100 seriously. The early posts will mostly entail back story, so you will see quite a few in a relatively short amount of time. Once you know what led up to this point, you will get updates as updates happen. So come back often. And enjoy. This really should be fun.

More soon to come ...

Please Come to Austin

type faster

2006-05-14T02:57:00.000-04:00

yeah baby, again...
yup, stoopid me, repeating my mistake again...

hey, i actually bought a journal ya'know to write my entries, but what the heck, i spend so freaking much time in front of the lappie i figured i shd make full use of the net rite? after all, i type faster than i write, and my horrible horrible handwriting not to mention..

i went thru so many names for this blog... SuKii, bored, anal, lonely, desperado, lauren etc, they r all taken up... i was thinking of what i have in my fridge on my shelf and voila! timtam!!!

dun think anyone will know of this blog, afterall my relationship with timtam is not so widely recognised, dun think i will get detected this time round, but whatever! worst comes to worst i'll just go thru all the shit again...

yeah baby, again...

Broken Spirit

quite a struggle

2006-05-08T13:24:00.000-04:00

Treadmill Torture!

5:10 AM - Arrive at the club for some hill work on the Precor Treadmill.

9 minute warm up at a 8:13 pace at a 1% incline,
2 minute hill repeats at a 8:13 pace at the following inclines: 2%, 1%, 3%, 1%, 4%, 1%, 5%, 1%, 6%, 1%, 7%, 1%, 6%, 1%, 5%, 1%, 4%, 1%, 3%, 1%, 2%,
9 minute cool down at a 8:13 pace at a 1% incline.

Thoughts: This was my first time using this workout schedule for hills. I have been running hills for several weeks at Lake Ellyn, but that hardly prepared me for the torture of the treadmill. The 7% and two 6% uphill repeats were quite a struggle. I was happy to get through this workout without having to reduce my pace. I am glad that tomorrow is an off day from running. Having done a 6 mile tempo run yesterday and a 15 miler scheduled for the arboretum on Friday, I can use the rest.

Run Totals: 7.3 miles, 60 minutes flat (club limit on treadmill), totally drenched.

Running Dork

give me an aim

2006-05-06T19:08:00.000-04:00

I was a little apprehensive about starting a blog - I mean, who reads this stuff? Then I thought, well, that's not really the point...The point is for you to write it, regardless of whether anyone reads it or not. Hence..this. It's also a good time to start one because good things are happening for me at the moment. Next month I am exhibiting my paintings (my second exhibition) and while it's only a week and it's a small venue, I am pretty excited about it. It was only arranged last month (by my good friend Marilyn), and I only had 9 completed paintings. I need at least double that to fill the space so I had some work to do. It's good to have the pressure. I need it. Left to my own devices I just potter along. Meander. Get distracted. Give me an aim, and I am fine. I'm getting two paintings a week done, as well other little bits of stuff people have asked me to do. So it's just under a month until the opening. So I had better get on.

Mark Satchwill

the December 2003 thing

2006-05-06T16:17:00.000-04:00

Well Hi peeps,

My names john I'm 38 Married to a wonderfull wife Judith and have a lovely Daughter called Tara.

I live in a gorgeous part of the Vale of Glamorgan called St Athan. The one major downside is that we live pretty much on the end of one runway for the RAF base and about 4 Miles from Cardiff Wales Airport which has become really busy over the years. But the same as anything else i guess you learn to ignore it over time.

Until December 2003 had worked since leaving school in various jobs although a lot of driving type jobs over say the last 6 years or so.

Ahh the December 2003 thing, well here we go then this is where my problems start to escalate. I was Diagnosed with Lyphoblastic Leukaemia and started out on the Disabled road so to speak and my god what a road it's been let me tell you.

Disabled Rants

out there

2006-05-04T14:07:00.000-04:00

My first post...

Is there anybody out there? This is my first post. Just had a boring weekend. Rented movies and hung out with Meg's. Anyways, i'll post something better later, if something ever happens...

My Juicy Brain

vent, rant and politely pontificate

2006-05-04T12:00:00.000-04:00

Live a Quiet Life

"Make it your aim to live a quiet life, mind your own business, working with your hands." I Thes. 4:11

My goal for the new life I'm shaping by not working - rather - by not being employed to work on priorities of others instead of my own.

There's a freedom in knowing that if you just keep going, eventually you will get to the end. Of the task. Of the pile. Of the plowed field. Of the road. The last dish. The last clean socks paired and put away.

Along the journey, since I've begun following my own to-do list, I've made space by unloading some baggage. Gifts to Sally Ann and Citidump. Hand-me-downs to appreciative friends. Donations to shelter and camp.

It was a treasure trove. I found the preschool and ECS class photos I'd given up for lost. The grade one report card. The original large birth certificate for my only son. Years of love wrapped up in misspelled mother's day cards. Priceless items buried under mounds of "I thought it was important at the time" and "I'll sort through that tomorrow."

Who'da thunk that insomnia could have such side effects? Trade sleeplessness for decluttering and voila! I'm memories richers and boxes lighter.

Thanks to S for sharing her blog and giving me a place to vent, rant and politely pontificate.

quiet life

the possibilities for good fellowship

2006-05-02T11:29:00.000-04:00

Questioning my sanity for trying this!

I have no idea what I'm doing but this is nothing new. Since many of my friends are blogging these days, I thought I'd see if I can get in on the act so as not to be left out and way behind the times as I usually am. I was late entering the computer scene, the digital camera scene, and I don't even have a cellphone. Sometimes I think I should just find a cave and wait for the rapture! But I do see the possibilities for good fellowship and communication and prayer request sharing here, so I will see if it actually works for me. If it doesn't, I'll just have to wait until someone takes pity on me and comes by to set it up for me... *sniffing*.....I know that someobdy somewhere will help!

Under His Wings

maybe he never had them

2006-04-28T13:47:00.000-04:00

editor's note: this is from a blog created by an "aging hipster" who writes poems and likes baseball. it is worth reading. He is from Texas.

bird watching

i could never find my dads playboys
they were never in the usual places
under the matress, above the cabinets in the bathroom
or in the sock drawer

maybe he never had them, they quite possibly just never were in our house
so i took to his binoculars as a thirteen year old boy
peering at the girls jogging up and down the street
while i pretended to bird watch in our front yard

dive bar napkin chronicles

nothing but trouble

2006-04-28T13:08:00.000-04:00

first time
I've had nothing but trouble with blogging lately. Actually, just with attempting to post on my friends' blogs. I've had the handle "denverboy" for months and months, and then out of the blue one day it didn't work. And it started posting my real name, which makes me uncomfortable for some reason. I guess I don't want a bunch of potential stalkers knowing my name. Ha - as if I'm cool enough for a stalker.

So...while trying to fix that problem, I stumbled across the "create your own blog" option and thought maybe I should have a blog of my own.

testing...testing....

denver shenanigans

public think tank

2006-04-27T22:35:00.000-04:00

Genesis
Yes, it's true--I actually started one of these God-forsaken blogs. I can't take it anymore; there's too much sh!t I see on a daily basis that needs commenting on, that I need to comment on, and I can't keep it all in my head anymore. C.S. Lewis, Martin Luther, even St. Paul all had correspondents; people asking them questions, sheep in need of a shepherd. I, as of yet, have few sheep, so here they must gather.

I suppose a welcome is in order, as well as an introduction. I'm a college student on my way to seminary, and I'm mad at the world in general. I'm venting here, as well as throwing out ideas, like a public think tank of sorts. I welcome comments (but that, of course, assumes people will actually be reading this blog), and will do my best to answer questions. The problem with this is that this blog is for questions. This is where my thoughts, rantings, wonderings, fantasies, fascinations, ideas, ideals, and general complaints about the world will go. Welcome to my world. Welcome to my pain. Welcome to the suffering. Weclome to the Suffering Soul.

Suffering Soul

my dog, harry

2006-04-27T19:53:00.000-04:00

Thursday, January 16, 2003
hello. i am a fickle, mildly ocd, 26 year old librarian-to-be living in a small southern college town. my dog, harry, is the main man in my life. when i am not in the library, i can be found drinking vodka tonics, watching felicity re-runs on we, eating cheap mexican food, and having the same relationship over and over with different men. here goes my blog.

Communists in the Summer House

a little bit of everything

2006-04-27T00:20:00.000-04:00

What Fresh Blog is This?

A little bit of everything:

* An ongoing diary of what I'm reading, investigating, digging into for my own personal edification, both fiction and non-fiction (mostly the latter).
* A desperate attempt to make sense of all the things my attention-deficit brain is being crammed with.
* Rantings
* Ravings
* Bitter and cynical grumblings on the emerging zero-middle-class banana republic economy, corporate culture, and current political events (this will account for most of the rantings and ravings)
* Commissions of random acts of affectaction, pretentiousness, pedantry and pomposity.
* Anything else I feel like saying.

Babel On, Babel Off

maybe

2006-04-27T00:10:00.000-04:00

Wow ... This is NEW to me!

Since I don't know what I'm doing here I'm just going to play. Sometimes I think I'm too old for all this new stuff that keeps coming along! But I enjoy doing it and maybe it will help keep my mind active. Maybe I'll even meet new friends ... one can NEVER have too many you know.

I have a lot of stuff rattling around in my brain I'd like to share .... and maybe get my kids to read one of these days. So lets see what this is going to look like so I can REALLY get started! Guess THAT means its time to hit the 'Preview' button!

Here goes .......

Mama Mouse's Chatter

second attempt

2006-04-26T15:42:00.000-04:00

No, no, no, not that pink...

Well, here I go, my second attempt at blogging. Yes, I deleted my first blog after I decided that even I, the author of the blog, was bored reading it. Since then I have come to the conclusion that if I want to have my own blog, no matter how boring it may be, then so be it. In summary, my blog will probably be about a whole lot of nothing. Fortunately for me, I find my nothings to be interesting.

Anyway, due to my lack of creativity, I could not think of an appropriate name for my blog. So I basically decided that I really like the color pink (it's one of my favorite colors) so I went with "fanofpink" because "pinkfan" was already taken. So when I say "fanofpink", I don't mean the Pink the singer, I mean pink the color. I thought I should clarify that.

That is all.:)

P.S. Tomorrow I will discuss what happened to me at school last night. Lets just say it involved a very naked man being in the women's restroom. I am now scarred for life.

A whole lot of nothing

me of the future

2006-04-26T13:59:00.000-04:00

Introduction

Today I enter the blogosphere… I’m not entirely sure why, I’ve never really kept a diary, but have always quite wished I had, for my own future amusement if nothing else…

The reason I am choosing to put this on the web rather than write it down is partly because I would probably lose it if it were a physical object and trust the internet to look after it better, partly because I can do it at work and still look busy, and partly because with the advent of computers my handwriting is almost totally illegible…

I have no plans to tell anyone about its existence, but I suppose if anyone searches for the exact nonsense I will no doubt write then there is the faintest possibility they might be interested… I also have no idea how long I’ll keep it up… for a few months most likely, but I do intend to keep at it for as long as possible.

Ultimately, I just want the me of the future that never made it to remember that I did really give it a good go, worked hard and had fun. Alternatively I want the me of the future that DID make it to get this diary published around Christmas one year after it’s all gone tits-up and sit around watching the cash roll in…

Randomorama