ArchiveNovember 2000

ripped from today’s headlines

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Ran across a new site while visiting Jane’s Guide this week, called Naked News. OK, I had to admit to some curiousity, so I stopped in for a peek. Well, it’s what it says. It’s the news – just like the kind you watch with your family, with anchors and special correspondents, only with a twist; they’re all naked. For now, at least, they’re also all female...

sometimes women can be absurdly stupid

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Working from home today, I found myself listening to a dizzying variety of music – new rock, old rock, Rocky Horror Picture show tunes, dance, electronic, just about everything under the sun. I like a good mix while I’m slaving away at the keyboard. Halfway through the “set”, Amanda Marshall’s wonderfully smoky voice came on, singing about love. A snippet from one of...

one more for the now-I’ve-seen-everything file

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Most guys I know love to be able to snuggle down between a pair of breasts, slide their face in there, and fall asleep (if they can do so without being smothered). I think it’s a maternal thing. Sure, when guys are awake and all sexed up (which are synonymous, right?), breasts are tits and they’re a sex object, something they get great voyeuristic pleasure from watching bounce (think...

the Maxim hoopla

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Many guys I know swear by Maxim magazine. They love the damn thing, pore over it more closely than the latest Penthouse or Hustler. I figured it was for the hot chicks. And, they agree, I’m right, but there’s more to it than that. They love the articles about sex. And the few I have known (either carnally or through talking to my girlfriends whose men read the mag) who read these...

cool 101

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Now before you jump to conclusions, this is decidedly NOT an intro to how to be cool. You won’t find any glorious tidbits on how to be casual and loose. Believe me when I say I wish you would. But it’s just not gonna happen. I figure it’s time to start letting out some of the warts. If you’ve been reading this diary for a bit, you’ll notice I try to keep the majority...

vikki in love

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I remember with misty fondness the year I discovered the web, more than five years ago. I gorged myself on the offerings of the meagre web, spending hundreds of hours online, determined to see each and every web site there was to see. Yahoo (still housed on Standford’s servers) was a staple of my life.Over time, my browsing patterns changed, both from exposure and from the rapid exponential...

more holiday shopping

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OK, so I was bored. Decided to check out other fun items for the holiday wish list. sexy, Martha Stewart style – okay, this isn’t the Martha Stewart site, though you wouldn’t be able to tell by looking around. Apparently a few naughty bits (Kama Sutra items, mostly) have gone mainstream enough to include in a classy site like this. I was intrigued by their exclusive chocoholics...

the softer side of things

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Well, you can’t talk about sex all the time, right? I have a confession to make. I’m a closet Ally McBeal fan. Closet, because though this is a series for women in my demographic – career women, twenties and thirties, it also often reveals what we (career-minded, independent, I-don’t-need-no-man) women try so desperately to escape but can’t seem to, no matter how we...

randomness

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After a catastrophic crash of my home computer that left me in disconnected limbo for nearly a week, I’m back in the saddle (okay, okay, desk chair) again. Nothing too in-depth to discuss today, but I did want to share a few random thoughts and finds: 1. porn spam: Does anyone read this stuff? Honestly, how successful can it be? I got 25 HTML email porn spams just this afternoon and have...

oh, the weather outside is frightful…

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Okay, so it’s not exactly frightful (yet) but the holiday season is nearly upon us. Time to start thinking about what naughty little boys and girls want in their stockings this Christmas. Thought I’d get started on my yuletide wish list early this year. An exercise in futility, you might say, since I’m single for the holidays, but maybe I can store my goodies away like chipmunks...

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