Ten minutes from new house: Leigh: It’s really weird that all these stores at this close to the house.. Ian: .. Yep :glances around at the the Starbucks/Target/Grocerystore/Panera/HomeDepot/ChickFilA/etcetcetcetc and keps driving: Five minutes from new house: Leigh: :stares out window at the endless crop fields with their giant houses in the distance and nothing else to be seen...
Spending all morning doing homework (aka watching kikopup on youtube and Michael Ellis on dvd as refreshers + testing new tricks out w/ my dogs and reinforcing old things), housework, packing, spoiling the chickens (let them prune and tend my mugwort pot, then empied a giant pot of old soil/roots/bugs into their pen, and gave them yogurt) prepping for date w/ Moyraa tonight.
Tracking seminar in June (scent, tracking theory, how to train a dog for). Going to have so much fun, and I can then impart the knowledge to the kink community on how to train their human pets.
Oh the “young and angry” age bracket. Aka the age bracket I have often the least patience with, typically because there’s nothing wrong with being self-absorbed unless it’s blinding you from evolving. Which is the case with the “young and angry”.
Lay some flowers on their graves.
nickknowsnaught: I made no promises of any kind to Leigh about making a tumblr but here I am. I’m not entirely convinced that becoming active on the internet is something that I can commit to. Hello, I guess. I win. Fucker.
“I’m going to touch your back” Ian has to bring this up before doing it because if he doesn’t notify me of cuddling before attempting cuddling/nuzzling/scratching/etc, I’ll immediately get annoyed. It’s a personal space response, and him giving me a head’s up allows me to prepare myself mentally for it. The bed and the couch are “assumed”...
Leigh: So there's an AC Moore, a Jamba Juice, a Starbucks, a Home Depot, a Lowes, and an array of other things about 10 mins from the new house. We are so fucked.
Leigh: Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo fucked. But in the meantime, I'll continue to design the house changes aka bamboo to enclose corners of lower patio + outdoor curtains + koi pond + hanging plants and fake vines on supports.
Leigh: Not to mention the standing fire pit on the other patio around the corner, the fact that I want to put some canopy areas on the upper wooden deck + more bamboo corner walls, etcetcetc
Leigh: Ps: Fuck you, I'm a snob and if I don't have decadence the way I like it I'm a cranky fucker. Stags need their damn kingdom.
There’s a Princess I know, tied like a bow, strung from the rafters,...
Leigh: *sets up event page for house warming party at new house* We need to eventually come up with a name for our kink family/pack if we're going to be hosting private parties at times..
Ian: How about "House of Leighs"?
Leigh: *stares, knowing he's just playing off of "House of Leaves"*
Ian: *grins like a feind*
Leigh: Let's fucking do this 8|
Yes. Yes we are going to die.
Getting a lot of additional proper food in my system (besides just the yogurt had until real breakfast). Had a weird “why do I feel like I’m paralyzed, I’m still walking” hypo crash that I haven’t had in fucking years. Wondering how I even managed to function like this years ago when I didn’t sleep and was hardcore anorexic + worked 60-80 hours a week :/
It’s been years and years since insomnia’s bothered us (we go to bed by 11 at the latest), but last night Ian and I were somehow awake @ 3AM and stayed awake. Did chores when the sun came up. As NOTHING is open early around here, and cops tend to be suspicious, we waited until 7ish to go out to the river and sit on a little dock in the woods. It recharged us a bit. Now off to pick...
New Landlord: Oh don't bother paying me 1st month's rent. Just use a small portion of it for little pet projects around the house :)
easyprincess: i will leave a puddle of cum on your floor if you call me princess god damn it reblogged for my Princess
sonofsamedi: demon wearing a human suit and wondering why people never run away from it a book by shango voltaire Sounds like my life. I’d read it. I’ll also say it’s because humans trust anything in a human suit, especially demons, because they blend in better than humans because they know they have to blend in.
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Looks like we start moving everything into the new place right after the 19th (WOOT!). Pictures will be happening soon, but I seriously can’t even wrap my head around the fact that we’re moving onto a farm in the woods (and, as a plus, I have a vacation the next month where I can really get to know the new place/do a ritual or two/take a fucking breather. I actually want to take a...
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voldemortswhorecrux: afatherofflowers replied to your post: 99% of people on the internet who claim to be sociopaths or psychopaths are attention seeking little numskulls. - Not trying to be a dick/argue. Just my need to throw my two cents in. Also: criminal records imply that someone’s incapable of… I guess the way I look at it is that it’s children trying new things....
I’m squinting at things a lot today. It’s like I’m hovering over the idea if this is a reality I prefer, but it’s very different from that. Hard to explain.
My Luna asked if she could call my phone a short bit ago. I’m very picky who I tolerate phone calls from (texting I can do), and it’s funny that she’s picked that up easily enough without be explaining it to the point of asking if she could call (specifically because it’s a big deal). It turns out that there’s the possibility of her being able to move to SC (from...