I had an okay weekend.  I went out on Friday evening, then went out to eat at a great restaurant with some friends of mine on Saturday Evening (bbq = yummsies) and then totally recovered on Sunday with a nice afternoon  nap!  I feel refreshed and ready to start my week – which shouldn’t be quite as busy as last week (thank god) so I’ll be able to get everything ready for school!!

I’ve had a few conversations about school lately with quite a few people.  I’m fortunate that both my parents, aunts and uncles as well as most of my cousins have all gone on to 4 year universities and or grad school after that.  I know/understand that some of my friends have family that really didn’t make a big deal about school and as a result – sadly – neither did they.  I really believe that an education is important.  Even if it’s just to get an associate degree from some near by community college.  I’ve realized that I have really been letting my grey matter go numb in the past few weeks.  I like to be challenged – and if my friends aren’t doing that by introducing me and tantalizing me with great conversation, then I have to hit the books.  I don’t mean Danielle Steele either!  I mean – books books!  So right now I’m reading  Narnia – By C.S. Lewis… The whole collection of Narnia books.  I’m also reading (because that’s just for enjoyment!) a book on the anatomy of the human being – including all muscle groups, cardiovascular systems, etc.  I want to get my certificate for training – so I have a lot to work on!  I’m also reading Absolute Trust in the Goodness Of the Earth by Ms. Alice Walker – one of my FAVORITE authors!  It’s a book of poetry that hopefully I will let inspire me to write a bit of my own.  I use to write quite a bit of poetry once upon a time.  Stuff that no one else really understood – but really helped medicate my heart, ya know?  I enjoy writing. 

I was talking to my dear sweet friend Neal about education earlier.  It’s a topic that we visit a lot in our conversations.  I enjoy the back and forth movements of our conversations and how easily I can sit back and just freely speak my mind with him.  He doesn’t hesitate to tell me when I’m being a victim, when I’m being silly, and when I just need to grow up – which is helpful, albeit a bit painful at times.  We all need friends that can be honest with us like that – and just tell us when we’re full of bullshit.  Anyways, after our conversation about my glorious weekend (and I say that somewhat sarcastically) we got on the topic of pet peeves.  My pet peeve is spelling – and even though mine can be attrocious – I know that I can have dictionary dot com save my ass if needed.  I also THINK I know the basic spelling errors to avoid.  I know that there are some words I can go ahead and jack up because the word is not found in many 5th grade text books (lol) and then there are those words that I should just know better…make sense?  I’m not perfect – but there are just no excuses for mistakes such as these:

• I don’t no much about that.
• Its neither hear nor their.
• Your just being lazy to not catch these errors!
• Email and IM messenger cann’t be blamed for mistakes such as these.
• Nether can hour teachers, to be quiet honest.
• Have ewe had enough or should I go on?
• Get’s kindof annoying after awhile does’nt it?
• Ok. Ok.  I’ll nock it of know!
• I mean it.  I’m done.  I’am completely done.
• Sorry.  I lyed.
• Its’ getting kindof fun now, tho.
• I’m on a role.
• Somebody plese stop me before its to late!

I have a few friends who are bad spellers – and I have to put myself in that category at times, too. I’m certainly not perfect.  But reading the sentences above - I can show you with confidence every single error – and not just cuz I wrote them either.  Believe it or not – these are errors that were found in many of the emails and correspondence I’ve been privy to in the past few days.  Sad, yes?  I think that sometimes we just get a bit lazy and think that it doesn’t matter.  Maybe it is the teacher in me that makes me notice certain errors – and I think I have a bit of a soft spot for kids who didn’t really have that great of an education or didn’t finish school.  But when I see grown (groan) ass adults making some of these typical errors over and over again… it just bothers me.  Of course most people say that it’s typos but I know a tpyo compared to a type oh.  You know?

I still have problems with It’s and Its.  *sigh* (goes tolook it up in Perrin’s Handbook of Current English).  Is it hypocritical of me to bitch about others spelling when I have a hard time with my own?  *nods*  I know.  I didn’t think so, either! (lol!).  There’s  There are issues and then there are just PROBLEMS.  psh.

End Rant.

So yeah – Neal and I had a great bitch session on spelling! LOL!  He also introduced me to a new (not knew) term I’d like to share with the masses:  “Major Chickage”.  I asked him for a translation so I could start our new dictionary, but all he gave me was, “look in the mirror.”  Yeah, I know (not no) – he’s a total sweetie!

I also got to speak with my dear Uncle Randy – who said that he’s having penile problems. (you told me I could tell them, Randy!!! LOL!!!).  Honestly, he was in rare form.  I don’t like to “stroke” and tell – so suffice it to say we just had a great make up session, didn’t we hunny bunny luv?  The gifts he ordered  on amazon didn’t hurt either!   Thanks so much – I can’t wait to see what you’re surprising me with!!

Kevy also earned more stars from me for cumming in record time! (YEAHHHH!!!! KEVY!!!!) Usually Kevy takes a bit of time to relax and have fun, but I guess the 2 days he had to wait to speak to me got his motor running and he came for his teacher all over her apple!  I’m so proud of you Kevy and you will be proud to know I gave you an extra sticker on your progress report!  Won’t your mommy be so proud of you when you show her your report card?

To Joe II, and the other un-named masked penis that called me: Thanks for stopping on by the wet dream hotel.  Hope you enjoyed your stay!

To everyone else:  I will be on ’til pretty late… I think I’m going to excuse myself for a little break and get some yummy yogurt and a banana….mmmmmm yummmzers!  Hope that your evening is an enjoyable one – and hopefully my rant on spelling won’t scare you into leaving a nice H-E-L-L-O in my comments should you feel so moved.

 

So my weekend is already starting off with a bang! 

I have been doing my best to work my own ass off at the gym lately.  It’s a little bit of preparation for school, I think – and a bit of preparation for the summer.  I don’t want to be sitting here on a diet in the middle of summer for crying out loud.  Especially when all my friends are out tanning by the ocean and tantalizing silly men at the mall, beach, and amusement parks!  I get off on the whole family park thing!  Seriously.  I have fantasies about fucking on “It’s a small world” ride, too.  I think that one day this summer my little friend Kylie may come to visit and we’ll have to go to the park together and see what naughty things we can get into!  Nothing like being molested by the stuffed characters at the happiest place on earth! *wiggles eyebrows up and down*.  So – there is method to my madness.  I am getting fit for the bigger picture! I’m not usually this vain.

So anyways – I went to ball class again tonight – but the instructor wasn’t there – so they (the ladies) volunteered me to teach it.  I really can’t wait to get my license in personal fitness.  I really like the whole talking to people and advising them on diet and exercise programs.  It’s inspiring.  After ball class I stayed at the gym and worked out on some of the machines – and also did some more ab crunches and thrusts and pelvic lifts and all those other kinds of things!  I’m sure it looked sexy as hell – but the pain!  the PAIN!  After the gym I came home and watched American Idol.  Yup.  I’m an addict along with the other insane Americans.  I love that show!  I already have my eye on my favorite girl and I hope she succeeds and goes far! (Melinda).  I’m afraid to say it out loud – but there it is.  I like LaKeisha or whatever her name is, too, but there is something so genuinely personable about Melinda that she got my vote this year!

So where am I…?  Ok – so after the whole upset on American Idol (rolls eyes… will that kid EVER go home that can’t sing as well as the others??!!) I got situated for another busy night – and who should I hear from with in minutes of logging on? My dear sweet Neal! (Heyyy Neal!).  Neal bought me the television that was on my wishlist (THANKS SO MUCH!) which my dear UR will probably protest against.  I don’t have time to watch tv while in school, he’ll insist.  And he would be right.  But until school starts and as a reward – I will have one to watch all kinds of naughty movies on!    Thank you so much, Neal, for you – the tv – and our wonderful talk tonight.  You’re a terrific friend and playmate to me – and you’re a great listener.  I often times talk to him about things I should reveal to anyone!  But I’m pretty sure I have enough dirt on him that I could successfully blackmail him should he ever wish to cross me! (I’m teasing, lover-muffin.  You know I love your sweet kind ass!)

So BANG!   I have to work tomorrow – but have the weekend off and other than Yoga in the afternoon, I am not sure what I will do!  Maybe I’ll make some hot recordings(?).  I need to stop even suggesting that until I’m ready and they are up, right? I’m such a tease!!

Anyways – if you want to bang me – (lol!) I’ll be up for a few more hours and then, dear sweeties, this little teen has to go to bed and get some sleep.  I want to make sure I have enough energy for everything and everyone this weekend!

Talk to you soon!

So here it is… thursday – March 8th, 2007 @ 4:12AM in the damn morning!  But I’m up – and … wait a second… *there we go!* logged in.  Not sure how long I’ll be “awake”.  I have slept thru a few ring a ding dings the past few nites when I’ve gone to bed with my listings still on.  I THOUGHT I would wake up and hear the phone – but I slept like a log – drooling on my pillow and everything!  Sorry about that – I’ll try to log off this morning before I pass out.  But for now – I’m wide awake and ready for you!!

The excitement must be leaking off the page, however, and I wanted to share with you that I – Ms. CeCe extraordinaire – fixed her comments!!!  I sat and looked at that damn error code for ever and a damn day – and finally just took out the offending line all together.  *shrugs*  Not sure what that line was suppose to be – but hell – so far I don’t see anything falling apart – so I think I did something correct. LOL!  Hell – I don’t even know what a “gravatar” is – except I think it would have allowed you all to have a picture or something of SOMETHING next to your comments.  Come on now – I’ll draw you a damn picture if you want – so not worth the agony (did I spell that word right? It looks so funny!) I spent trying to fix the damned thing!  So – yes – you can comment away – let me know what you’re thinking about – and I can actually comment back!  If you look at the top next to the titles of my posts – you’ll see a big fat 0 (or in the rare instances a number) – click on that and you’ll be taken to a page where you can comment on whatever you’d like.  I know you’ll practice a certain – um … whats the word – decorum? while commenting so no need for me to even mention it, right?

The other thing I did today/tonight was put up my new home page on niteflirt.  You can see it here: homepage.  Yeah for me again.  Ain’t it just so pretty, though?  In addition to the comments and home page – I also added a little picture of moi on the about page, added an “offer” page – and hired someone to update my blog and fix whatever I broke while trying to fix the comment section.  In addition to all these things – I registered for classes (and thanks to my very dear benefactor will be PAYING for these classes at a later date – THANKS so much, UR!!) and took my placement tests.  As if these things were not enough – I also worked Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday at the gym – and will be working again on Friday, too!  I worked out while there with a few of the ladies – and man – I busted my little behind.  I did these ab work outs that are truly making me want to cry.  My stomach hurts so damn much I feel like I should have a 12 pack down there or something.  Seriously.

So I have been a busy little beaver, yes? (and what a cute little beaver it is!!).  Things are starting to look up around here – and I can now erase my little message board with more things to do this next week!  I’m on a roll!!!

I got the sweetest emails and comments lately.  Of course my dear Uncle Randy never ceases to please me with his emails and messages.  I know that you are fighting your addiction to me lately, U.R. – so I won’t be sad that I haven’t heard from you in a day or two (wink) – but I do miss speaking to you – so I hope we’ll have time this weekend to catch up.  Also my dear sweet Joe has been emailing me as well as calling me.  His letters always warm my heart.  I’m thinking about making him a guest “writer” on the site here with a few stories – or maybe doing a few stories together with him.  He has a great imagination – and maybe if we BOTH tone it down a bit we could actually present a few of our kinkier fantasies/stories.  I have to get busy with that next project soon (recordings/stories) in the next few days… (writes that down on the list of things to do).  I had a repeat caller the other day, too, that just made me smile.  I think that sometimes I enjoy my job so much that I don’t realize just how much you all appreciate it – or even that it is a big deal.  I mean, how can I take credit for something that I get so much pleasure FROM? Compliments are nice – but seriously – I don’t see what I’m doing that makes our experiences so nice.  I just sit back for the most part – grab my toy or lube up my fingers – and let go.  If you all are not getting that experience anywhere else – then you really must stop selling yourselves short.  Seek those advisors who are in it for much more than the money and whatever rise to their self esteem they need – and seek those who really enjoy what they do and get pleasure from it.  THEN you’ll have a great connection with the flirt, a great experience, and a great orgasm.  I need to update my links – but I’m tellin you – I will only update the links with flirts who will give you that kind of experience.  YOU deserve that!

So, thanks for the compliments – the feedback and the love and adoration.  I will be serving up plenty love back this weekend!  I will be on later this evening, Friday evening ALL nite because I do not work on Saturday!! (yippppeee!!!) – and also will be checking in Sunday evening for my regular shift (Late Sunday to early morning Monday).  If you need to speak with me and don’t see me on – please arrange a call with me and if I’m available – I’ll jump on and jump on in!  You all make it so easy to do!

 

Since MaggiePie has been gone (   ) my family and I have been paying a lot of attention to the one lone dog remaining, Willis.  Willis, a mutt, is a spaz.  For a long time we thought he was a gay mutt.  I don’t know – something about the way he swishes back and forth and the fact he peed by squatting down instead of raising his back leg.  He has been very sad lately – missing his little playmate – so we’ve been taking the effort to love him despite his “ways”. 

The other day we let him inside of the house – a territory he had been banned from since he just doesn’t know how to behave while inside.  He jumps around – kicking wine glasses from coffee tables and doesn’t know the meaning of the word “stay” – no matter how loudly we command him to do just that.  But again, he’s grieving – and we figured we’d let up on our previously established rules to give him a shot.

Perhaps we acted too soon.

Willis came inside and was at first very well behaved.  We praised him and told him what a good boy he was – and eventually stopped giving him all of our attention.  Big Mistake.  The next thing I know there is a big lake by the hutch in our entry way.  Willis had marked his territory.  Willis was promptly introduced to the great outdoors once again where he looked at us with a “What the F*ck” expression on his cute little face.  WTF indeed, Mr. Willis!  What is it, I wondered, about male dogs that makes them want to mark their territory – and are male dogs like male PEOPLE?  Do Male PEOPLE mark their territory, too?

There were always those girls in school with the boyfriends and you knew that they were having sex just by looking at them.  You knew - Instantly.  You could tell by the way they walked – how they acted – that somehow they were not little girls anymore – but women.  And then there was the mark – that their male “dogs” had placed on them marking their territory.  The hickie. I, being the somewhat tamer teen, always preferred a class ring, or hell, hand holding from class to class, but there were some bitches who seemed pleased as hell to have a big ole vacuum cleaner size hickie on the side of their necks which they displayed proudly at all times.  WHY??!!! If a guy saw a hickie on some girls neck – did it really persuade him not to TOUCH her?  Was it like – “oooooh – that’s a hot looking bitch right there I’d really like to fuuuu…. HOLD UP!  That hickie!  Growing weaker…..can….. not….. attempt….. to….. must…. turn… away….arggggg!” *puzzled look on my face*.

My recent/current/ once upon a time boyfriend – however I am going to refer to him today – placed one of those things on my neck once.  I felt it coming, too.  I immediately tried to dislodge my neck from his sucking lips only to cry out in pain.  His lips had some mighty fine suckage power that should have been used in a much better way!  When he was done sucking away at my neck fat, there in the wake was a HUGE size hickie.  It was embarrassing and so unnecessary.  I felt like I had been peed on, seriously.  And um – I don’t like that pee type stuff.  I’m not a tree, a hutch, or some other object that needs marking from the other dogs in the neighborhood.  You can “mark” me by … I don’t know – offering me a letter jacket or something! (lol).  But marking up my neck so that other people can look at me and think of me in the same way I saw some of those girls that had hickies in highschool is UNACCEPTABLE!!!

So I’m asking my guys these questions today:  Have you ever given a girl a hickie – and why?  How old were you when you gave a girl a hickie?  (I’m talking about the first time – AND the last time!).  Would you ever give a girl like me a hickie and why?

Think about it…and let me know what you come up with.

I’m going to run out and do some errands before work.  I have to tend to the school situation (placement tests) and I have to run a few other errands.  I should be back on tonight around …. I dunno…. 10/11:00PM or so – and will work thru the nite/early morning. 

Hope to hear from you soon!

I hate stuff.  I hate messes.  I find that if things are in disarray – I can’t get anything done.  I realize that a part of my procrastination problem may be assisted in a sick sort of twisted way by the former disorder I mentioned.  See – if I can’t get anything done when things are a mess – then technically if things are a mess I won’t have to get anything done.  Also – instead of doing the things I really need to do – I can spend ions of time sorting and cleaning to get things in order so that I can do what I originally wanted to do in the first place. Somehow the things I originally wanted/needed to do never get done – and sadly, I never really get all the cleaning and sorting done, either.  Are you following me, here, or are you totally and completely lost and need a map to get back home?

I decided a few days ago that I was going to sort thru things – and more than that, I would toss things that I haven’t looked at in over a month.  This is the key to organization, I feel.  Many of us (including yours truly) just have too much shit.  I have so much stuff that I buy more containers so that I can put more stuff “away”.  I refused to buy one more container, one more drawer, one more ANYTHING until I made room with the things that I have.  I have shoes that I have had since I was 12, I think.  I have underwear since I was about that age, too, and no – you can not have them, UR!!!  I have books that I haven’t read yet – and probably never will.  The books that I do have – do I really need them around – or can I just pass them on to someone else to read – like goodwill?  I usually keep my text books and things – but is it really necessary to have a copy of “the giving tree” – or “a wrinkle in time”?  I tend to get sentimental when it comes to books so maybe I won’t necessarily sort them – but I still have the corsage ribbon around some very badly pressed flowers that I wore to prom 2 years ago for God’s sake!  And it was a bad date, too!

So far – I’ve sorted thru my make-up (I placed all eye shadows in a clear make up bag, and all my lip liners and lip glosses in another, etc etc.), I’ve sorted thru my diaries (I have kept one every year since I’ve been eight), and I also have attacked my sock and undie drawer.  Things were looking clean enough for me to *drum roll please!* put up my button for my photo set #4!!!!  YEAH CECE!!!  I threw in an extra photo on account of no one really buys those pictures anymore, do they?  And it’s March Madness, damn it.  Happy March – enjoy the extra pic.  I also made efforts to hire someone to fix my comments and page, and finished the graphics for the homepage (on niteflirt) that will match the blog.   I took a nap – so maybe I’ll actually have it up by the time I lay my head down. 

I am now attacking my work out drawer (my work out outfits) and then will go thru my sweater drawer.  My goal is that tonight I will have everything clothes related finished – and then I can go after some of the other “stuff” that is around here.  I dusted everything in my room, too.  I bought a new white board for my “chores” – and bought a new organizer for school.  Things are definitely getting less cluttered around here – and for that I can breathe a sigh (actually a dozen of em) of relief! 

Better get back at it! 

Oooooh – fantasy inspiration!!!  What if for extra money during the summer I decide to clean houses around the neighborhood?   What if one of my clients is you?  What if you insist on having me wear a little maid outfit – and always walk around your house in a robe that convienently never stays tied?  What if you insist on being home during cleaning days and follow me around the house while I stoop and pick up your dirty laundry.  If I didn’t know better, Sir, I’d think that you were purposely making things MESSIER just so you could see me bend over in this ridiculously short get up?

See?  Less clutter DOES make things better!  I haven’t been inspired in weeks! Let me hurry on up so I can explore this fantasy.  I’ll consider the rest of my clean up research!