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|Thursday, July 27, 2017, 12:38:21 AM- An open letter to the fakes and liars|
I imagine you think we are simple hicks who have no idea how the internet works or you wouldn't put so much effort into trying to trick us into thinking you are some how hotter, smarter, sexier...
You complain when we do not appreciate your ability to copy and post pics as yours. You want to be the king/queen of our little corner of the internet using nothing but deceit. You think you are so incredibly smart and will rule the land!
I have news for you.
We are here because we have inhabited the rest of the internet. Your stuff is not new to us. It is because your pictures, and/or and larger than life personalities were "noise" we could no longer tolerate that we are here. A place where we can be our selves. A place that no matter what our perceived faults are we can still find an admirer or two or perhaps many.
NN is not a place to display your massive porn collection. It is a place to give us a peek into you!
We like people that have insecurities, doubts and the sheer guts to give us a glimpse at themselves.
We find beauty in not only pictures but the personalities that congregate here.
This place is unique because of the real people here. Not everyone will be to everyone's taste and that is ok!! I do not have to like what everyone posts whether visually or "verbally" but what I will have is respect because they came and are showing us who they really are. In fact you may end up interacting with one or several who like you for you!
Pretending to be something you aren't will leave you as empty and isolated as you were when you arrived.
I know I am preaching to the choir but more and more I am lost to the motivation of the "fakes" What are they really after? It has to be an empty victory to have a lot of likes, comments, votes on something found rather than something created.
Reflecting 24 hrs before my first 14 years here.
Waiting to see what the next 14 will bring.
|Monday, July 3, 2017, 1:25:13 AM- Dear Mr Whatever the fuck your name was...|
After a conversation this evening with a NaughtyDroid, I have to tell you that you failed big time as a high school geography teacher. . .
I got to NN only vaguely aware of geography and time zones. Standing at the head of the class with your pointer stabbing at a world map was only slightly interesting if i crossed my eyes and let the colours blur.
Had you introduced me to naked person A living in country or state A and pointed out the flight times and time zones that I would be required to cross I may have gotten it. Just in case naked person A was not to my taste rendering anything more you had to say about geography useless you could have gone on to naked persons B-Z. I am sure I the glassy look in my eyes may have brightened.
You could have taught us that if we were to jump on a plane from the northern hemisphere in winter we have hot sweaty sex to look forward to in the summer we would be landing in.
But you failed me. You left me to my own devices to find out the very things you were being paid to teach me.
Mr what ever the fuck your name was, you are a disgrace.
Naked people of NN, I thank you for the geography lessons we were all unaware we needed.
Tongue firmly in cheek,
|Saturday, July 1, 2017, 11:35:48 PM- Happy Canada day!|
It is a big one, 150 years as a country. The celebration plans have been in the works for years. So many out partaking and here we sit.
It is funny how things have evolved for my little family, the kids and I. I had not really thought about it until today. None of us have any desire to go out and join the crowds for any holiday. If I was to even suggest we go out and do something I am sure I would be sneered at.
We always have a good meal but we never want to go anywhere and do anything whether it is Canada Day, Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving etc.
We look at of lack of public transit and all businesses being closed as a positive. None of us have moved more than a few feet. Breakfast was around 1pm. We are barely even saying anything to each other, even the dog seems to be taking advantage of the peace. Not much going on out there, no one to bark at no reason to be on guard. I know some would be going out of their minds thinking it is a long weekend we have to take advantage of it!! We are taking advantage of it just not in the "traditional" way.
We were busy yesterday. We will be busy again tomorrow. Today we have no obligations.
Happy birthday Canada,
|Saturday, May 13, 2017, 3:26:57 AM- My garage|
Isn't fancy and more often than not it is a complete disaster area rather than tidy.
What it has is a west facing view. Sun for the afternoon/evening.
It is most of the time sheltered from cold wind. Even at its messiest it always has room for a few chairs near the door. They can be moved out to catch the breeze if it is warm or can be tucked back in to avoid the chill.
It is a place to sit, have a few beers and let the conversation flow.
The music comes from a ghetto blaster circa 1985.
If the walls of my garage could talk they would tell you that idiots and beer have some pretty fucked up conversations and some incredibly insightful ones as well.
Tonight, much like any other night spent sitting there, part of the world but separate, sharing trials and triumphs we did not achieve world peace but we found some peace in our lives.
I pulled the door down feeling rested and optimistic.
|Monday, April 17, 2017, 11:39:57 PM- Step by step|
You may remember my lamenting about not being able to walk for more than a few mins back in the fall.
Well progress has been made.
Weather permitting the past few months I have been getting out there when I can. That was only a few days in Jan/Feb. March I got 10 workouts in and cracked the 3km mark.
April has been better, I have been more consistent and have been averaging 2.5/3 km per session. The other day I pushed and hit the wall at 3.6 kms. The last 400m home was pure hell.
Today for the first time I was below 10 mins for each of the first 2kms!
I am psyched. I am feeling stronger and it feels amazing! My motivation is increasing because I feel better and I feel even better when I do walk which gets me going on the days that aren't quite so nice weather wise.
I am hoping in the next month or so to crack both the 4km mark and get that 3rd km under 10 mins.
Wearing out my shoes,
|Thursday, April 6, 2017, 12:37:57 AM- Language barrier or understanding barrier|
While I do my best to understand, somethings are just lost even when communicating in a common language.
Some sounds are specific to some languages and completely unheard of in others.
Today I had my pre treatment appointment and when I was describing a side effect that had increasingly worsened with each treatment my Dr was all over it and gave me a prescription. She then said that she had prescribed a steroid for the infusion itself as well.
Long busy day later I had dropped it off and went in to pick it up. I was asked if I wanted to speak to the pharmacist because it was new. I thought I understood but saw the list of side effects and thought ok maybe a consultation would be a good idea so I knew what I was in for.
At this point what you need to know is there are 3 tablets. That is it, 3.
The conversation with my Asian pharmacist went something like this...
You take one the day before, one the day of treatment and then 4.
I said I don't understand?
You take one the day before treatment.
You take one the day of treatment, treatment day is day 0
Then you take 4
But there are only 3 tablets?
Yes! One the day before, one the day of and then 4.
The math just wasn't adding up.
At this point I am completely lost and he was getting incredibly frustrated so he grabbed the original, thankfully computer generated original prescription.
See? You take one the day before. One the day of then 4!
Ahhh I now understand!! I take one the day before. One the day of treatment which is day 0 and one on the 4th day!
For lack of a "th" sound we were both frustrated but 10 mins later he was in a lather and I was on my way home knowing what the hell I am supposed to do.
I don't think I will need to be reminded to take the last one 4 days after....
Doin' the math,
|Thursday, March 23, 2017, 5:56:17 AM- A picture is worth a thousand words|
I had a friend. A very dear friend she is no longer with me or us if you prefer. I think of her daily. I see reminders of her in my home. She left me a couple of pictures, framed.
One is in my living room the other on my bedside table. I see them so often that they have become a part of my every day life.
Today an old pic of me, in my gallery, long forgotten was pimped in chat.
I took a look and the thing that immediately caught my attention was the bracelet.
As weird as it may sound I "won" that bracelet in a lottery of sorts. There were friends, there were pieces of jewelry. 7 women, 7 pieces... I had no connection other than via NN. I didn't ask for nor would it ever have occurred to me. I was sent an email telling me her wishes. I was included in a group of 7 women who meant the world to her.
Some how the other 6 accepted me, the virtual friend. They trusted her as I did and sent me that bracelet and copies of those pictures. The originals of course belonged to her daughter.
I wore that bracelet for years, then it broke and I could not afford to have it repaired. It has been sitting in my jewelery box feeling like a broken promise for years.
In some ways it seems like yesterday that we spoke and in others it was a life time ago. She died young, far too young. She has never been forgotten but that picture of me wearing her bracelet still shocked me.
Walking down memory lane,
|Friday, February 10, 2017, 3:22:45 AM- Since we are being accused of it|
I would like to address competition.
Apparently all us bitches are supremely jealous of all the other bitches here and we are fighting tooth and nail to be the most popular bitches for supremacy.
Sorry. You are about to be disillusioned.
We are not "gagging" for your cock. In fact we care little about it. We do care about the cocks attached to the men we appreciate. We appreciate those men for a variety of reasons and will treasure their cocks not because they are cocks but because they are attached to caring, intelligent, humorous members of the opposite sex.
We care about the women on this site who have the same attributes.
We may not be close friends but there is a unity here.
We are united in so many ways. We may be close. We may just know each other in passing. We may agree or disagree but what we do not do is fight each other.
What you are allowed to do is appreciate what we chose to share.
What you are not allowed to do is degrade us in anyway.
Should you happen to have a woman you are introducing to the site you may want to rethink putting her on a pedestal and then telling the women that are already here they are shit because you know what? We would admire both you and her if you you expressed your love and respect. Should you ojbectify ... her well game on.
What we will never respect is being ridiculed.
Should you chose that road keep in mind you will reap what you sow.
|Wednesday, February 1, 2017, 1:25:01 AM- Years ago|
I had a friend.
We came from very different places and in many ways had absolutely nothing in common but we trusted each other and that was what made the friendship.
That trust was broken. The friendship ended.
At the time I suspected it had nothing really to do with either one of us but another managed to throw such a huge monkey wrench in the works that neither of us were willing to see beyond that red hot anger and actually talk it through.
Feelings were too raw and we went our own ways. I had forgotten about that friend for a very long time until today.
It was another friend from back at that time who had nothing to do with the falling out and was actually surprised to hear about it, that reminded me.
I find myself sitting here wondering if enough time has past to repair the damage that was done. I wouldn't expect nor am I entirely sure I want this person back in my life but at the same time I have fond memories of the time before...
I wonder if they have ever had the same thoughts I have or if the damage caused by someone else is irreparable, so much so that even fond memories are impossible.
At the very least I hope they are doing well.
It would be awkward as fuck to start talking after all this time but I am feeling a certain nostalgia for what once was.
Walking down memory lane,
|Wednesday, January 25, 2017, 2:23:36 AM- I was reminded to update|
Things are better. My hair has stopped falling out. My thyroid is normal, it was tested at the same time I had blood work done for my first maintenance treatment. I suppose I have a dermatologist appointment in my future to figure it out but for the time being I am happy to not see handfuls of hair in my comb!
I was unreasonably nervous for this treatment. I honestly don't know why but was approaching full blown panic attack mode when my ride arrived. Just getting into the car and having someone to have idle chit chat with calmed me but not completely.
I arrived to the smiling face of the one who has been there every single step of the way and that took more of the edge off but it was still there.
I was thankful to have the nurse I did. She is the most sarcastic one in the entire chemo suite. Minds matching minds, trying to out sarcastic each other getting more and more morbid by the second calmed me down. Her declaring my vital signs present and me saying it saves a trip to the morgue and her saying it saves paperwork and I was ready to just sit there for the 3 hrs and listen to the IV pump...
Time passed quickly. The usual side effects of puffy eyes and stuffy nose, feeling like I had been on a major crying jag when I hadn't was there. I was tired. more likely from the benedryl they double dose me with at the beginning than the drug itself. I was unhooked and free.
It feels funny to be there. I am in remission and still need treatment but the desperation is gone for now. I feel like a senior in high school. I know the drill. I can afford to be a little flippant but I still have to get into the college of my choice. I have completed my course and am onto the next unknown.
Right now I feel good. Really, really good and am getting back into walking. I was thrilled to do almost 2kms and think hey that wasn't bad!! Which is a big change from a few months ago when having a shower knocked me sideways for the entire day.
I have come a long way, mentally, physically and emotionally.
My journey isn't over by a long shot but the longer I am in remission the more likely a cure is to be found.
I am for the first time in a very long time, content.
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