back in the basement today. i'd half-worried after yesterday that i'd be back in my office - "the problem" having "blown over" in my absence.
today's pop picks and underground dancefloor-fillers were: max bruch (again - great for reading/writing to!) navicon torture technologies (ditto) and, like the bruch symphonies, the two ntt albums are doubles, "church of dead girls" and "gospels of the gash".
funny, i love all sorts of music (with very few exceptions) and i'm not sure why, but all of today's are musics i love to scene to!
i don't think that was a conscious decision i made, it just sort of struck me mid-morning.
this is almost like a day off work! pottering around, sorting out the filing system, listening to the music i want and keeping up with my emails and texts. the reception's not great down Here in the bowels of the earth, but enough for me to remain in contact with both Ms Simone and tam.
and, best of all, i'm back Here on monday! i doubt it, but it's possible i could be down Here all of next week, too.
so. quite a lazy day. i had built up a backlog of files to be sent up during the week, so today, i posted one into internal mail per hour.
on the downside, i've had a wee touch of nicotine withdrawal all day. actually, to tell the truth, that started last night. when Ms Simone was on the phone.
i'm used to the feeling by now. and i have no intention of giving into it.
my strategy for avoiding this is to focus on the good stuff - "now you are Hers" and the club we're going to tonight.
i've read another two chapters of the book today. chapter thirteen is the life stories of males who've come into slavery. firstly, what they did before they "came out" to themselves. their failed marriages and painful divorces. apparently it's normal - if not obligatory - for one's nilla ex to bad-mouth you as a deviant to friends, family, lawyers, social services and even the police.
the second part looked at the males’ fantasies. the childhood daydreams (and how closely these resembled their adult fetishes). how they learned to accept themselves.
finally, the chapter ended with comparisons between how happy and fulfilled they felt as slaves against all the other periods of their lives.
chapter fourteen, strangely, was brief texts written by various Dominant Women of Her acquaintance, listing and/or detailing what They looked for in a male.
most had "companionship" right at the top of what They wanted. "laughter" was another popular one.
"eight inches of tongue and/or cock" didn't seem to be on any of Their lists. funny, that.
like gil grissom said, "all any of us wants is to be loved/treasured/valued on our own terms. and after that, it's just preference and opportunity.
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