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This is for all those who are in the situation that I was in 3 months ago. I found myself with no income, a pending foreclosure, and 2 children and a dog to care for. I didn't know what to do or where to turn. I started an online search. I looked for any and everything that could help my situation. More and more I saw that because of the mortgage crisis, learning and working with real estate investors was something I wanted to research more. From my research, it seemed that they were the ones capitalizing from the situation that I was in. I continued to find out all I could on the subject. It is a plethora of ways real estate investors make money. I say that to say this. If your in need of immediate income, taking part in some kind of real estate investing is worth looking into. I dabble in almost all facets of the industry now. But what I started out with, was actually a blessing in disguise. If you have a minute go to All-States Residential Solutions
It's alot of other parts of the industry that you can excel in, but if you financially strapped here's where you can start. You wouldn't believe how much information you can find out about the mortgage industry. How their decisions affect us in the worst way. I've been there, so I know. And I'd like help anybody out in their time of need. The best way I can.
Dixie currently feels:
Depressed
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Alright, another full week without blogging.
It's been my last week of secondary school.
I sat my final few exams, did my final few revision sessions, and finished off my final piece of coursework. I left on Friday, straight after my last exam, which was Additional Science unit 3.
And now, I have two months and two days to do whatever I want! :)
I has my final bit of freedom for a while.
And, I'm refusing to get a job, as I keep continually being pressured to.
Screw that, I'm not in desparate need for money. I'm content with all of my current possessions.
I've done nothing majorly interesting this week - except download about 100 episodes of The Powerpuff Girls. :)
Oh, and with a few of them, and some other random videos I stole from YouTube with Vixy Converter, I made some YouTube poops.
My first one wasn't great, but my second one was much better - and they're currently on YouTube for you to view. :)
Today, I've been playing Banjo-Kazooie.
I finished off the last level in the game - but I died before I managed to grab the last four music notes. ...So I have to go through it again and get them all. And the Jinjos.
Yeah, and I've also got the hardest level in the game to finish off too - get all the notes in that, but I always die before I get to the last ones!!!
I've downloaded some more Cannibal Corpse.
My current favourite song is Chambers Of Blood.
Unlike most Cannibal Corpse songs, this one has a really recognisable tune to it. :)
I've just finished off two more boards on Mario Party 4 whilst I sorted out some more music for my iTunes library.
I'm going to have another stab at those two levels now. ARGH...
Sit back relax and let me run the show. I guarantee it’ll be a show you are not likely to forget, a show you are not going to want to miss.
Imagine that you are in your room, playing on your computer, hell even chatting up a storm… and then I appear… are you awake or sleeping? You are not quite sure… however, you are frozen in place… unable to move, unless I tell you to. Your hands on the keyboard, powerless to move until I issue instructions otherwise
I look at you through the darkness of the room, the computer light illuminating your face and upper body. Oh, I do so enjoy looking at that face. Such strong features, those luscious lips just begging to be kissed, those cheek bones and light eyes… I tremble with pleasure just looking at your face… but there’s more, that hair, so silky and soft, my hands itch to run my fingers through it.
You look at me… I’m wearing that red nightgown, the one that makes me feel beautiful and sexy, and the one I keep for special occasions. It’s long and silky, hugging my body, showing my curves, skimming over my thighs and swirling around my legs. Do you remember when I last wore it? You hear me asking you, but my lips don’t move, you hear my voice in your head, soft husky and sexy, just for you. I send you a little kiss, red lips just for you. You imagine me kissing you, softly, gently…
I move back and give a little laugh again, allowing you to admire my body. My body that you have imagined so many times before… I let you look at it through my gown. You can see through the red lace around my breasts, my nipples are hard. Do you remember how you imagined they felt against your gorgeous chest, the lace, and the nipples brushing up against you? I remember, I remember.
You start breathing heavily and your cock is rock hard too, pressing against your left thigh. Oh how I’d love to have that in my mouth. But, it’ll all have to wait. I’m here to tease you… drive you mad, make you delirious with desire.
I move to the side of your chair, so you can see me in the moonlight. I slowly push one thin strap off my shoulder, and then the other, until the bodice has fallen down to my waist and my breasts are bare. You can see the fullness of them, the nipples hard and the area around it puckered. They are firm and the tips point upwards, like milk chocolate with dark ends and as I move closer they sway gently.
Would you like to touch them, lick them, taste them? I laughingly ask as you try to reach for me, but you can’t move, just watch helplessly and I move the gown further down my body, past my waist, past my hips, then down my thighs to fall on the floor. I hear a sharp intake of breath as you stare at my pussy. So bare, waxed and smooth… you can see my outer lips clearly defined and just a hint of my inner ones.
“Do like what you’re seeing, sugar?” I ask, knowing full well you can’t take your eyes off my body.
Now that I have your full attention, I ask you to lay back and enjoy the ride… you are not allowed to touch me… just tell me what you'd like and like me to do… but that doesn’t mean I’ll listen…
“What is that, baby?” I ask. “Would like me to sit down on the desk, right next to your computer?”
I sit down on the desk, right where you’ve instructed me… so close to you, I know you can breathe in my perfume… you know exactly which one I use, and just how I smell. You close your eyes and breathe me in. The air is mixed with the sent of my perfume and my arousal, which you recognize at once. You’ve imagined it many times before, but now you can smell how turned on I am. There is a strong musky smell, intense and overpowering the flowery odour of my scent.
“You want to taste me, don’t you?” I ask teasingly.
My eyes drop to your lap and I see your cock straining against your pajama bottoms.
“You can touch yourself now,” I command you.
As I get comfortable on the table, I see you move your hand down to stroke your hard cock. This excites me even more, to know that you are as affected by me as I am by you. I open my legs and rest my feet on either side on the arms of your chair, so that my pussy is directly in front of your face. My pussy lips part slightly, you see my outer lips glisten with moisture, you can almost taste the stickiness and again I hear your breathing get heavier.
Reaching behind me I bring my favourite vibrator into view. You know the one… the blue vibe that has been a substitute for your cock countless numerous times. The shaft is thick and long, as I move my fingers over it, you imagine my hands on your cock, stroking it slowly. However, it’s the rabbit’s ears that hold the greatest pleasure. The clit tickler as its called, has four settings, the fourth being my favourite.
“You’d like to watch, would you?” I inquire. “You want to see how I pleasure myself as you talk to me.”
Placing my vibrator beside me, I move my hands to my hair, my breasts lifting with movement of my hands. Reaching into my hair I pull out the jewelled clip holding it up. You watch as my hair cascades down, past my shoulders and over my tits. Once again I reach up and ruffle my hair, messing it up…
Sliding my hands down my neck and around my tits. Cupping them and feeling their weight, brush my thumbs over my nipples, once, twice, thrice, just like you would. Placing my fingers into my mouth, you watch as my red lips open and I suck my fingers and thumbs. Then place them back over my breasts, my forefinger and thumb squeezing my nipples and rolling them between my fingers. My breathing getting heavier and my head dropping back.
You are getting more and more excited too, and your cock is standing to attention. You can’t help yourself but start to stroke very slowly. Watching intently as the areola puckers up and crinkles. You’d like nothing better to move closer and suck my nipples, but you know you can’t do that. So you just watch me pinch and pull my nipples away from my body. My eyes closed and biting my bottom lip, making soft whimpering noises.
I push my tits together and as I bring my nipples together, I open my eyes and look into yours.
“Would you like to see me lick them?” I ask in a low sexy voice. “Do you want me to take my nipples into my mouth and suck on them?”
Your hands start to move faster along your shaft as you see me bring my nipples closer to my mouth. My red lips part and my pink tongue snakes out to roll over and lick my hard nipples. You groan with pleasure as I place my right nipple into my mouth and begin to suck. My eyes never once leaving your face as I move to my left nipple and tease it with my tongue. Pulling the hard bud with my teeth. I watch as your chest seems to have a life of it’s own and your breathing is ragged.
Releasing the hard little button, I motion for you to come closer and offer my nipples to you. You hungrily move your mouth over on the left one, suck greedily while with your other hand you keep stroking your cock. Leaning back on my palms on the table, I arch my back, pushing my tits forward and allowing myself to enjoy the sensations your mouth is creating on my body. Almost gasping out loud as you release your cock and grab both my breasts, push the nipples together and chew on them gently.
I am enjoying the feeling so much, it’s only when I feel your hard dick nudging my pussy lips do I regain some of my senses. My eyes flash open to see you standing before me. Shaking my head, as if to clear it I laughingly, push you away from me. You start to protest, but I remind you of your promise (or the rules) and you grudgingly sit back down, cock in hand. Your eyes have darkened and I know that you can stand only so much teasing and need for this show to continue.
Taking a deep breath, I use my legs to drag your chair closer, so that you are closer to my body. I hear you lower your chair so that you are almost eye level with my cunt. You know where I am headed. Scooting closer to the edge of the table, so that my ass is off the table, I take my favourite blue vibrator in hand. You watch carefully as I turn on the delicate rabbit ears on to the second setting and place it over my pussy lips.
Your mouth waters as you see my dark outer lips part and glisten. As the vibrating ears move over my pussy, I can feel that familiar warmth course through my body. I feel my lips parts and the ears reach my clit. Almost involuntarily my body jumps slightly as the buzzing get more intense and I feel hot all over. You watch my face as my eyes close and my mind concentrates on the pleasure I am feeling. I press the clit tickler harder on my clit and a moan escapes my lips, followed by another one, and a louder one.
As I feel my orgasm closer, I stop and turn on the shaft of the vibrator, only then noticing that your hand is now moving very rapidly over your cock and you too are near the edge. Lying back on the table, I move my heels on to the edge of the table and drop my knees down.
“OH my God, baby!” you whisper hoarsely as my cunt is bared in front of your eyes.
I use the tips of my fingers to splay my pussy open, to show you just how aroused I am. My outer lips which were a dark chocolate shade pushed back to reveal the soft deep red tissue inside. So different from what you are used to seeing, you stare enthralled and fascinated but the deep colours. I spread open the top of my pussy and you see my clit pop out, but not the dark red colour you were expecting. No! My clit is a lighter pink.
“Please, baby…” I hear you beg, “I just need a little taste.”
In my aroused state, I nod “But, no hands!” I clarify as you dive between my legs and latch on to my clitoris. My fingers move lower and pull open my inner lip. You feel a copious amount of pussy juice trickle out of me… you sniff the powerful sweet smell of my juice and your tongue plunges into my ruby red fuck hole. I scream out in pleasure and you tongue fuck my cunt while wanking your cock hard. You continue your stabbing until you feel my cunt muscles contract around tongue and you know I am going to cum.
You feel my body stiffen for a second and a gush of cum floods your mouth, and my body thrashes and bucks at your mouth. Quickly moving up and sucking on my clit, you don’t let me come down from my high. You take my clit between your lips and use your tongue to flick at the throbbing button. My fingers plunge into my cunt as it spasms and I feel another orgasm approaching. My hips rising as I started to feel the heat and tingles start. Right from the tip of my head... my breasts... my tummy, my legs and my pussy... you keep sucking away until a scream rips from my throat calling out your name as I clench around my fingers and come hard again.
Gasping for air, I dig my fingers into your hair, wrench your head back and stare into your eyes. You don’t stop stroking your shaft and your eyes tell me that you are approaching your climax. My show is not over, so I push you back on your chair.
My hand shakes as I grab the vibrator off the table and ram it into my incredibly wet and juicy pussy. You groan and jerk yourself hard as you watch my fleshy folds open and swallow the vibrator into its ruby red depths. Your hand movements and speed match mine… now I am fascinated too, watching you grip your hard cock and the way the soft skin rolls back and forth. I can almost feel your dick twitch and your balls tighten.
“Are you almost there?” I ask, my voice husky and raw.
“Baby, I am going to cum.” Your ragged reply tips me over the edge and I scream out your name once more and watch your hot white cum shoot out and land on my dark thighs. Our bodies strain and quiver as we reach the pinnacle of our pleasure and continue shaking as we both fall back exhausted after our exertions. Looking across at each other, smiling contentedly, you close your eyes…
Sighing, you reach out for me, but your arms meet with thin air… Opening your eyes you look around disorientated, trying to focus on the table. You see only the light of the computer and my face smiling back at you. Was I really there? You shake your head, as if trying to clear it… You lick your lips and swear you can taste my cum, you sniff the air and can smell my perfume…
Sometime last month, my sister got deadly ill. On my way to the hospital, I called my boss to tell him that I probably would not be in to work the next day. He made alternate arrangements so that the world would get done. So, here I was at work 3 weeks later and I get called to HR. This jerk had the NERVE to say that I was a "no call/ no show". That REALLY pissed me off because I did call and he knew I wasn't going to be there because he made alternative arrangements. I was so insulted by the notion that I would ever do a "no call no show", that I let him know about it, right infront of HR.
He knew he had screwed up big time! He couldn't even look me in the face. Then, HR piped up and asked me, "Are you volatile?" LOL! What a compliment! They got the point! They are scared of me, dead wrong about what they did, AND scared of me! I LOVE IT!!! That was better than any threat they could have made about me. I know, that seems a little wacky, but I want them to be afraid. They were trying to railroad me and I turned the tables on them. Nobody said a word when I walked out of the room. I like that very much. It's like that old quote, "I'd rather be feared than loved". Let them be scared of me! I'll never come into work guns-a-blazing - but they don't need to know that!
In honor of this moment:
Faith Hill's
Wild One
They said change your clothes
She said no I won't
They said comb your hair
She said some kids don't
And her parents' dreams went up in smoke
They said you can't leave
She said yes I will
They said don't see him
She said his name is Bill
She's on a roll and it's all uphill
She's a wild one
With an angel's face
She's a woman-child
In a state of grace
When she was three years old on her daddy's knee
He said you can be anything you want to be
She's a wild one runnin' free
She loves Rock and Roll
They said it's Satan's tongue
She thinks they're too old
They think she is too young
And the battle lines are clearly drawn
She's a wild one
With an angel's face
She's a woman-child
In a state of grace
When she was three years old on her daddy's knee
He said you can be anything you want to be
She's a wild one runnin' free
She has future plans and dreams at night
When they tell her life is hard she says that's all right
She's a wild one
With an angel's face
She's a woman-child
In a state of grace
When she was three years old on her daddy's knee
He said you can be anything you want to be
She's a wild one runnin' free
First let me get this out of the way real fast: You don't like what I have to say or blog about, don't fucking bother coming to my blog cause this one is going to be harsh hitting on anyone who torked me off in the last 24 hours till this morning.
Second, if your an idiot, greedy, selfish, dumbass, and dont' like what I have to say too fucking bad! The truth hurts! Just ask my hubby!
Third, if you talk smack about my sister (clan sister), remember, I may not live in her area of the US and she may not be bitching about anything, BUT I always find out and you best be running scared because once I get my bills settled up I will come for a visit and YOU won't like me!
Okay, can ANYONE explain why everyone thinks stay home mom's don't have shit to do? Seriously? I took a couple of days away from the house and folks tried bitchign to me about it. I wasn't HOME! GET OVER IT! I baby sat my girl Tab's baby to give her old man a break. Men can't handle staying home like women. Women usually snap after at least a year maybe two, every man i know that stays home with their kids or single dad snap with in the first 3-6 months and needs a break. Wusses!
Anyway, my hosue is slowly but surely getting back to the way it was before my surgery. I still have to paint the ceiling in my kitchen, finish priming my hallway, move the coffee table and one end table up to my bedroom to make room in my house for thanksgiving and do you think I get any help? NO! This is on top of running the kids here and there. They have been pills lately because their dad has been gone so they got themselves grounded from taekowndo this week. No skin off MY back. I have gotten a lovely week home in the evenings minus last night because they had CCD class.
I am trying to get ready for winter and dealign with issues with the propane company. Fucking new ppl in the office best get informed how their accounts are run otherwise I'll take my 600-1000 dollar a year business to your competetor! Threatening lil girls fresh out of highschool or in college doens't float my boat but fuck with my heat for this winter I'll tear ya a knew one! I am getting my tank filled either today or tomorrow.
Then Randy. Don't get me started ON RANDY. Why are men such idiots! The dipshit hasn't been home in two weeks, knows I am in a bad need of a break, the kids and I both miss him, and we have to finish up wintirizing the house before it actually gets cold enough where I have to turn the furnace on! And what does that DIPSHIT with no common sense do to set me off last night and this morning? LET ME TELL YOU!
The actual foreman on the job is also a farmer. And his wife does the majority of the work and they hire in some help for planting and harvesting. Randy is tech in charge of the project because the "farmer" doens't want to be a foreman just an electricition and Randy is doing all his work plus the farmers! Is it MY problem or Randy's problem that Farmer Brown is a sucky ass electriction or a sucky ass farmer? NO! So what does my shitty ass hubby agree to do for Farmer Brown who can't run a farm and can't control workers for the project and pawns it off on Randy? Randy agrees to forgo one of his days off so dumb ass Farmer Brown can get back to the home area and help with harvesting! WITHOUT TALKING TO ME! WITH OUT ASKING ME IF IT WAS OKAY! And wonders why I WENT THE FARK OFF ON HIS SCRAWNY WHITE ASS! Randy realized after I said dont' bother coming home for one fucking day, thinking I am going to cook for you, clean for you, do your laundry and have you say your too fucking tired to do anythign around this house or with your kids and your wife and then ahve you turn around and run to the job office and shop for your work! STAY THE FUCK AT THE DAYUM HOTEL IF YOU CAN'T LEARN TO PUT YOUR FAMILY BEFORE SOMEONE ELSE OR YOUR JOB! IT IS NOT MY FAULT FARMER BROWN IS A PART TIME FARMER AND A PART TIME ELECTRION AND IF HIS FARM GOES UNDER NOT MY PROBLEM! HIS WIFE CAN CALL IN HIS GROWN ASS KIDS TO HELP OUT THEY ALL LIVE INT HE AREA! YOU MY DUMB ASS HUBBY HAVE SMALL CHILDREN AT HOME AND A WIFE THAT WON'T PUT UP WITH STUPID ASS BULLCRAP!
Then dipshit thought he would get away with negoiating tomorrow off and coming home tonight, going to IA for a night and taking Sunday off. HOw the hell is he suppose to take time for his kids when they are in school the full fucking day tomorrow? That is a man's reasoning right htere! He finally got wise to the fact if I even heard his voice this morning he was going to get an earful and I told him he best figure something out to take a full two days off with OUT going up to the shop on one of them to get equipment or he can stay the fuck away from me, file divorce, and have me up at his job office raising some massive hell about how if Farmer Brown takes away from my family one more time that I will file a labor board complant over the hours Randy puts in! And if he didn't want to be home with us just tell us because I don't need him. I will have the majority of his check for child support and at least 9 years of alimony plus NE has a lil by law in divorce that non custiodal spouse has to pay 1/3 of the day care while custiodal parent is at work if one should push for it and you all know I would; all on top of alimony and child support!
So we went from the phone to im's so I could yell at him in CAPS . The man wisely told Farmer Brown that if he didn't take a full two days off that he would be a 2 timed divorced broken and beaten man and that if they couldn't get the owner to come down Monday to cover for Farmer Brown that Farmer Brown couldn't go home to harvest. I got a call from the owner of Randy's company in charge of this project informing me he would be down at the job site on Monday to cover for Farmer Brown and that Randy will have TWO FULL DAYS off. I informed owner he best get his shit together because I am getting down right onery and if I have to I will sue the company for emotional, mental, and physical strain on my children and myself for having their dad gone for over 7 months when he was orginally hired for "occasional travel". Owner went SHIT and said we will get him home soon I promise! I told him don't make me any promises you can't keep son cause I'll take the food right out of your babies mouth to prove mypoint to you and yours about taking time and money from me and mine!
While Randy and I were negoiating okay me telling him what days he will be home the rest of the month minus his normal days off, I got a pm checking on me from serveral of my clan members and some really good friends.............for ms dipshit talk crap about my sister and any of her body parts again when you can't even take care of your own biz concernign your family, you will find out why I am rarely called in to handle anything with the tuatha! I am fucking mean, don't put up with bullshit, and tell you the fucking truth about how you are acting and I dont' give a RATS FUCKING ASS WHO YOU ARE IN THE TUATHA! And I hold grudges for a LONG TIME and even if I ease up on maybe letting the offense go, I DON'T FORGET AND YOU GET PUT UNDER MY MICROSCOPE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE IN THE TUATHA! You all think my brother is a bad ass, but remember my brother is my baby brother and if you piss him or my sister off, hurt them with words or actions, or are an idiot to even think of going after my baby girl in any form with your jelousy, greed, and your lack of self esteem YOU GET TO DEAL WITH ME!
The only folks that have been on my good side last night and this morning so far are; my kids, my folks, and my girl tab and her man joe. They don't have a phone to get a hold of me and I promised them to borrow my vaccum today and give them a tub of burger to get by till next pay day because Tab had to get her gas turned back on due to the weather turning colder! I have no way of getting a hold of them to tellt hem I will be in later instead of first thing in the morning and they aren't calling and bitching nor are they worried about me not doing what I said I would do.
I am feeling pissy, depressed, frustrated, hurt, and down right mean today. Mind your manners or leave me the fuck alone!
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