tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59382832011-12-21T16:39:52.902-06:00louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1151836710363298062006-07-02T05:35:00.000-05:002006-07-02T06:01:50.660-05:00

It hardly seems appropriate to call this "Sex and the Country" anymore. We moved to Milwaukee. We really are not having sex that often. So I think I'll start a new Blog.

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Shit. I'm exhilerated. The miracle of the Ipod on JBL dock. I call it my magic dougnut. Tomorrow is my last day of training EVER. It is bittersweet and shall have no ceremony because my clients have no idea I'm quitting. No more fighting bugs and being embarrased on behalf of my employer. Also no more fun commeraderie or my dumb jokes meant to keep people engaged. I love the process of

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and I've been shopping obsessivley. It's been two weeks. twoooooo weeeks in Cleveland...ugh. I've been trying to stick to Weight Watchers but I'm homesick and mensturating so I've been blowing my points. But! This will be my last trip for my current employer. I've accepted a job in Brookfield for another engineering firm. My salary is going to go from 48K to 58K!!! but its not much of a

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louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1140139539014443672006-02-16T19:19:00.000-06:002006-02-16T22:03:20.450-06:00

Last year at MC's party.I just ate a bunch of olestra potato chips. I wonder if i will suffer anal leakage.Why do male figure skaters look so damn gay? They really need to stop dressing like a drawerful of ladies panties attacked them.Speaking of gay, I just bought a membership to www.blacksonboys.com. I am so...somewhere between ashamed and amused with myself.

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My birthday party wasn't all that. But the photos are funny. The all girl thing wasn't as fun as I had hoped but...there is an ass picture out there somewhere to harrass the young bride on her day!I joined weight watchers. Starving...please send mashed potatoes and gravy. Picture of my poopie bear cuz I love her soooo much. Miss her more than Laz.Laz accepted a job at another school doing what

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When I think of it I will post a picture of my ring. I love it. It is platinum with a 1.02 ct princess cut center-stone, flanked by 1/4 ct side diamonds, also princes cut. It is exactly what I wanted. He gave it to me December 23rd...and while I knew this was coming sometime, I was not expecting it then. We opened presents. I gave him a 74" level, a bottle of Gentleman Jack, a box of puzzles,

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so far so nice but so cold.its almost like another country up here...in fact it is Canada.Lazlo and I are engaged! I have 1.5 cts on my left hand to prove it.Daisy has been doing well in school. This week we practiced the look command.My little sister is in Equador and so far this is what she has to say:Everything is going well so far although I will be a little bored until classes start on

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1135177317843244752005-12-21T08:42:00.000-06:002006-02-16T21:59:15.083-06:00

Ugh. Its really pretty here. I really want Lap-Band surgery. I applied to my insurance to have this done. We'll see if they say yes. I fucking hope so. I'm tired of fighting with my body. I can't make it up stairs. My asthma is killing me. My knees hurt all the time. Not to mention I feel like an amorphous blob. Food is the enemy and I can't keep it at bay with willpower alone. I don't

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Meriter Health Services - Meriter Discussion Boards - Bariatric Surgery Discussion Board I'm Lulu

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It is Jewish custom that upon hearing of the death of a loved one, you are to rip your clothing to signify your grief. Nobody needs to tell me why...it just feels appropriate. None of us are stunned. We knew it was coming. It was always the pink elephant in the room.Cory passed away monday night. Here's M's excerpt from the blog she was keeping up:Cory passed away this morning at 5:30 a.m.

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heehee.

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Massive Head-Wound Cory There are so many things I want to ask Cory. He's not well. I've heard that he predicts he will not last the month of November. He must know something the rest of us do not. Are you afraid? Is it appropriate to say "goodbye"? Do you believe in heavan? Are you sad? Time will freeze for him in the winter of 2005. To Cory, none of his friends will grow old. His wife

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When I'm on the road, I read voraciously. Its the only time I get quiet time without lazlo or the dog or the laundry or working late.This trip I read the Shopgirl by Steve Martin. It is melancholy and real. I'm not sure how well Martin knows women though. In his attempt to connect with the female mind he has over-idealised the main character's depression and makes it part of what makes her

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is okay when you work in a frat house.A few weeks ago I smelled something wierd in the cubicle next door and was like, "eew what is that smell"later that day, after chineese buffet with the other engineers, boss comes up to me and goes, "ever find out what that smell was?" and I go yeah I think I got it right here, ppppht. and I let one rip. boss and coworker are shoked at first and then hold

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...is 2 letters away from being Tampon. I'm here. The credit card declined at the rental car place again. My Captial One card costs me $300 bucks in frees in month and I'm carying a 16K balance on that sucker. I was forced to put the car on Lazlo and my joint checking debit card. Ohhhh not good. I called him to let him know. It's time to get serious about debt reduction. I'm nixing the

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1129686068088561412005-10-18T20:21:00.000-05:002005-10-18T20:43:25.280-05:00

...it over.the wedding of sister #1 is over and we can all move on in our lives. wedding wedding wedding. "youre next" everyone says. we'll see. lazlo i think wants to get married now, but i'm not sure why. he didn't before. but he keeps on sending me links to Blue Nile rings, so i'm expecting something on that front but also trying not to expect anything on that front. i dont want to be

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1129092774602548152005-10-11T23:45:00.000-05:002005-10-11T23:52:54.606-05:00

This is cool.Lazlo and I have costumes. To be announced later.I hope they make a shitload of money. They are setting up a scolarship in Cory's name. Kinda wierd. I mean, what are the credentials? Need to be blonde and love monkeys?I feel a little left out of the planning. Where do I stand in the whole "friendship arena". MC planned the whole thing with help from his little child-whore. I

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So I'm horrible. Kiss my ass.The world is pretty much filled with horrible things. Some days it seems like the only thing keeping me alive is my cute little puppy who is helpless without me and would get next to no cuddling if only Lazlo were in charge. Friends dying.Earthquakes.Hurricanes.Pro-lifers in the supreme court.Sister getting married just to get knocked up.Lazlo's micromanagerial

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.Older sis's batchlorette party/weekend in Vegas. Four days of pretending to party. I drive to Milwaukee. We fly out friday morning. Stayed with sis#2. We went for a walk around the block (she has not come close to loosing her baby weight...). She tells me she hates her husband and wants to be alone. He's a nice guy. A good guy. A good dad. Makes good money. Sad. He could do a lot

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.I'm so tired. I just got over massive illness.

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I want to go home. I want to go home. I want to go home. Although, I'm tired of shoving stuff up lazlos bum. I get nothing out of it but he has wayyyy too much fun. some poeple might consider this form of sex life kooky, but it gets ho-hum just as fast as vanilla man-on-top crap. in fact i think laz and i did it mission style once all year. and that is when i was all rolled up in about 100'

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This is rock bottom: Going to the Golden Corral in Dothan, Alabama. I'd like my double-wide in tan, please. No, I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT MY ASS!

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Alabama is full of surprize and wonder..I'm surprized anyone lives here...and I wonder how they can stand it. I ate fried green tomatoes for dinner..collard greens and cornbread....I've got heartburn that could kill a horse.I'm fixin' to go to Rite Aid and git me some maylox...________The plane ride was interesting. I never run into people at airports. I always expect to, since so many of my

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.Went to Noir Leather. Nice place. Every city has kiny stuff, you just have to find it. The best part is that Royal Oaks is a cute-artsy place, fun to walk around. Glad I went.

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.so. I'm hormonal and I forgot my pill this morning. So I'm weepy. I'm grossly disfigured by an accident at the ropes course. and MC married his child bride. What?Ok. First things' first. Friday was the "team building" crap for work. The good thing was that it was offsite and outdoors so a nice change of pace from the office. For one of the excersises my team turned my bra into a flag.

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I miss my dog.

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...Don't read depressing novels on the road.Don't think about boyfriend's ex-love affair while on the road.Don't skip doses of anti-drepressants while on the road.Do eat multiple frozen Indian meals from the Farm Fresh organic section.Do also eat chewy Chips Ahoy cookies NOT from the organic section.Do only drink bottled water while in your hotel room.Do partake of the free breakfast.Don't make

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.I had a dream the other night that I was traveling with some female friends. At one point they stood in a row and showed me thier white panites, soiled by a man who took advantage of them all. So I sought revenge on this man who raped my friends. I found him and seduced him. After he was naked and hard, I sat over him, taunting him. My job was to taunt him. but I was getting horney too. I

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.If you are ever in Virginia Beach go to The Pink Banana. It is run by all women, and while they don't have anything too shocking, the girls that work there are sooooo sweet. I'm sunburned. I spent the day at the beach. Started the day at Fort Story and laid out on the beach. Then the angle of the sun was not quite right, so I moved on to Virginia Beach proper. In the course of the day I

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.This is how the born-again Babtist client of mine pronounces the town we are in. Every time he says it I'm a little shocked, frankly.

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http://onelifetaketwo.blogspot.com/

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.Miso Horney.aahh...and of course I'm 800+ miles away from the best cunnilinguist on the planet. Sigh.So after my training class I go to my hotel with the intent of reading the book I just purchased and lying by the pool. Alas, my hormones go the best of me and I decided to make off for Nancy's Nook in Virginia Beach. After much deliberation I decided to get a few DVD's. One was 16 hours of

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http://ifuckedanncoulterintheasshard.blogspot.com/

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...Should I be more positive?

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1119320464996714142005-06-20T21:19:00.000-05:002005-06-23T18:06:56.770-05:00

...Not a popular opinion but one I wanted to share before I fall asleep.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1119319532293218912005-06-20T20:51:00.000-05:002005-06-20T21:05:32.313-05:00

!They lost my luggage and I have been wearing the same greasy pair of jeans for two fucking days. They can go chapter 11 as soon as they like, as far as I care. Motherfuckers. In all my travel I've NEVER lost luggage. Not even in Jamaica, Japan or England. Motherfuckers.But anyway...Stinkfist came on Rock 99 in Virginia Beach and it reminded me of Lazlo. Awww....songs about anal fisting

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1118716960317730412005-06-13T21:33:00.000-05:002005-06-13T21:42:40.323-05:00

.Nothing makes me happy. 60 mg of Cymbalta a day. A really cute dog. Moved in with the man of my dreams. I make plenty money. So I should be happy. But my job annoys me lots lately. And adjusting to having a roommate is hard. Not only is he male and we sleep together but he's so domestic. I'm not. The laundry can sit and rot for all I care. He's constantly on top of it. We have a

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What a pain in the ass.So this lady made her offer early the first day and made a crazy lowball offer. So I said no. She came back later in the day with a full price offer. I had 3 other offers that day, but hers was the first full-price one, so I said yes. So she had the inspection and a radon test and made another counter offer accounting for some problems. So my counter-counter was that she

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fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck so I'm trying to sell my house so lazlo and I can shack up. but the lady who made me an offer is psycho.i have bronchitis and work has been stressfull.fuck fuck fuck fuckbut lazlo and i are still great so theres that. and daisy is a cute little stinker.oh and lazlo and i got a promise ring for me. he may make an honest woman out of me yet.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1114826338271733792005-04-29T20:18:00.000-05:002005-04-29T20:58:58.273-05:00

so let me set the record straight. We loved it! Part of the whole reason Lazlo and I went was A)To be out of the country while that idiot GWB was reinaugurated and B)Celebrate my 29th b-day, C)Practice speaking French.I'm a quasi-linguiphile. So I can't spell, but I want to communicate with everybody. Even though I don't really want to talk to anybody. Heehee. But I took the challenge upon

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Both my babies are sick right now. Daisy has puppy allergies and we just had a 100 dollar trip to the vet. Lazlo has a migrane and is sitting in the dark behind me trying to ignore the world. So I know I've had a long hiatus. I no longer have a computer at my house at all. I moved the old Dell to Lazlo's house. This is the fisrt step down the road to shacking up.So I'm gunna kvetch for a

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1111715701250725842005-03-24T19:49:00.000-06:002005-03-24T19:55:01.250-06:00

Greetings from Charlotte, NC.Tonight I ate many new, wierd foods at the Brazillian restaraunt Natalie and I went to. Natalie is the I.T. girl from the company I am training. I ate alligator, rabbit and yucca for the first time. As well as fried bannanas and a killer chocolate desert.I am painfully full.OKAY..living will time: I Sammi Maguillicutty Sark-Rainbow Purpleswirlie do solemly declare

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Books I am reading:American Taboo: A Murder in the Peace Corps by Philip Weiss.Not a bad book. The story is kind of disjointed and he introduces people who have no real value to the events, but overall I recommend it. Having served in the Peace Corps it is of special interest to me. Having hated the Peace Corps, it makes me happy to have the dark side exposed. He does a good job capturing the

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Does not have a whole lot going on.Except that I'm here.Last week I was In Mobile, Alabama. Shit.I miss my little dog and miss my Lazlo.We did a great scene on Sunday. He was on the phone to his mom. I locked him out of the bedroom and when he got off the phone he attempted to come in. I shouted out a list of instructions through the door. He was to get naked and stand with his back the door.

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due to financial problems I took down my broadband connection. soooo, no late night surfing for porn. no blogging. life doesn't suck as long as I have my dog.

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In Indianapolis. I have a dog, Daisy. She is so cute. Lazlo and I went to Montreal and I got tired of speaking French. Stuff has gone on but I dont feel very bloggy.

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I Think I Orgasmed at Target. No. I know I did. The Market Bazar stuff. Oh. My. Gawd! So fabulous! Ahem. Ok no. Where was I? Yes, this past weekend. Yum. Yum. Yum. Yum. Yum. Me Lazlo lots of private time and yummy sex. Somehow he makes me cum even when I'm skeptical that it is possible. My new medicine has knocked down my mojo. But Lazlo overcome it with persistance. Oh. We started

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1104980813835185792005-01-05T21:06:00.000-06:002005-01-05T21:06:53.836-06:00

Pure incoherent drivel.

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A random retro blog...becuase I'd rather not shovel. 9/2/01 What a week. Monday @ Jiannes doing laundry again. I guess I'm doing her webpage. Tuesday dinner with Elke, Adrian, KB and Amy who's recently back from home, manic as fuck and in need of a slap. Wednesday Elly and Amy slept over - we made callaloo +blueberry muffins. That night I met up with Adrian, Elke and Jes at Jamrock. Kam

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I am getting a dog. Not sure when. Not sure how, but I did find a breeder. I want a Schnauser-poodle mix...aka a "schnoodle". It is the same mix that R had when she lived with me and it was very cute. and smart. and very tolerant of A throwing it around. and non-shedding. It is illogical and expensive. But it might be good for me to care about something outside of myself. It's snowing

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A lot of people use thier blogs to comment on political going's on...books they are reading...opinions on shit. Frankly...I don't have stong opinions about stuff. I mean I'm fiscally conservative and socially liberal so each political party pisses me off in one way or another. Fox news drives me up the wall...as does Meet the Press. (aka "Meet the Depressed") Well, I dunno where I was going

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Sammi's Colon Blow Muffins: 1 1/2 cup whole wheat flour 3/4 cup milled flax seed 1/2 cup honey 1/4 cup sugar (or dry sweetener of your choice...I've even tried sacharin) 2 teaspoons baking powder 1/2 teaspoon baking soda 1 egg 3 tablespoons vegatable oil 1 cup milk (give or take...) 2 teaspoons ground cinnimon 1/4 cup grated carrot 1/2 cup crasins or rasins (optional) 1/4 cup sunflower seeds

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1103810661261072972004-12-23T07:37:00.000-06:002004-12-23T08:04:21.260-06:00

Kinda wierd. My new medicine allows me to feel things more. Seeing an ad for the movie White Noise I actually thought, "Shit, that looks scary." And then watching the movie Awakenings on StarZ I was very "touched" by the story. For me this is bizzare. Having been normally immune to tear jerkers and all things schmultsy. We're closing in on Christmas and I AM in fact Blogging at work.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1103244306894769222004-12-16T18:30:00.000-06:002004-12-16T18:45:06.896-06:00

It's amazing the kind of kinky shit people can buy in middle-America. Consider the 50' of tach rope that Lazlo and I purchased from Farm and Fleet to practice rope bondage with. Tuesday night I went to his house and was in the mood to watch porn. Mostly to test if stright porn still does it for me. It does not. So I'm watching Lazlo's favorite porn star, Chloe, get nailed by two guys at

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1102463342390337612004-12-07T17:40:00.000-06:002004-12-07T17:49:02.390-06:00

. The Brain is a very complicated little organ. Nobody is quite sure how it works or why it works the way it does, but when it is ill, it is socially unacceptable to talk about it. I'm talking about it...I'm trying to approach it the same way I would approach having a sprained ankle or infected boil. It is, after all, a medical problem. One I've been fighting with since highschool. I went

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1101783514238413842004-11-29T20:44:00.000-06:002004-11-29T20:58:34.243-06:00

"I think its so real I am beyond fake...." Courtney Love, you're my hero. If you don't clean up you'll be dead soon, my dear. Lazlo called me fat the other day. Inadvertently. It's been bugging the shit out of me ever since. In retrospect I should have ripped him a new one. The scenario went like this: We were making dinner in his kitchen with VH1 on the TV in the background. An ad came on

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1101351011693316002004-11-24T20:36:00.000-06:002004-11-29T20:44:12.586-06:00

MR. She is thin and pale and artsy. When I was in college she was a theatre major. Since I was a lesbian thesbian I knew her. I was in her senior directing project when she staged a French-Canadian play. We also knew each other through the liberal-in-a-small-town circle. She claimed to be bisexual. She was gorgeous. I myself has a crush on her at the time. She wore patouli and you could

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1101349992785529232004-11-24T20:09:00.000-06:002004-11-24T20:33:12.786-06:00

Why do I knowingly skip my drugs? So dumb of me. This morning driving to work I was feeling warm and content. Thinking, if I drove off this bridge now, I'd die a happy, content woman. So from thoughts of death come feeling philisophical and that is NEVER a useful excersicse. So philisophical in fact that I was feeling a twinge of missing my X. Not a big twinge mind you, but a minute twinge

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1101174712274932212004-11-22T19:33:00.000-06:002004-11-22T19:51:52.276-06:00

So, where was I? Yes, earning every red cent of my bling in about a week. Went in on Sunday after Lazlo's b-day. Realized Friday afternoon that my fucking passport expired last month! So I get my sister to run downtown and get a copy of my birth certificate and FedEx it to me overnight. Shit, that was a close call. I'm glad I realized it when I did. Flew out of Chicago to Halifax to St.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1101173557269801902004-11-22T19:13:00.000-06:002004-11-22T19:32:37.270-06:00

..it's been a while. Almost a month since my last post. I've been a very busy girl. Did I blog about the great parental visit? No no no. I did not. Well his parents and my parents converged on this great city for merriment, food and fraternity in Christ. ... ER something. No really his parents and my parents are cut from the same cloth and thought it would be entertaining to get them

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1098762045685523662004-10-25T22:24:00.000-05:002004-10-25T23:01:35.346-05:00

? Can't think of a clever title. I'm going to a shrink on November 17th and it cannot come soon enough. My Paxil dose of 20 milligrams is whacking me out. The drug has been in my system so long that I will be watching TV or driving and my brain has little spasms that cause me to go, "AH!" Sort of like a clean tourettes syndrome. Problem is it is annoying. I'm a classic General Anxiety

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1098155100536878122004-10-18T21:50:00.000-05:002004-10-18T22:05:00.536-05:00

? Worked out for the first time in 6 months! I've been bad bad bad and the scale says I'm back up 10 pounds. Kerap! A few weekends ago Lazlo and I hosted our first guests as a unit. Awwwww.... Things are going well with Lazlo. Very well. Too well? Marriage. We talked about it. Do we want to? I think neither of us are entirely sure. I'd marry him in a heartbeat, but I don't want him

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1097113407565978542004-10-06T20:20:00.000-05:002004-10-06T20:43:27.566-05:00

? I went to upstate Wisconsin for a weekend with the fam. My little niece is a cutie, but my mother kept making jabs about me not wanting kids.It ranged from, "Oh, you need one of those." to "Who wouldn't want a child?" to "All the childless adults I know are bitter and self-centered." To escape the madness I joined my dad and brother-in-law fishing even tho I don't have a fishing licence. I

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1096946263235776592004-10-04T21:40:00.000-05:002004-10-04T22:17:43.236-05:00

Just pissed at myself. Nothing bad happened, just low seratonin levels. Made an amazing Thai Curry soup for dinner. Very similar to the one you can get at Noodles & Co. Do you want a recipie or should I just go off on myself. 1 large onion. 3 cloves garlic 1 tablespoon grated ginger 1 tablespoon yellow curry powder 1 tube of anchovy paste 1/4 cup lemon juice 1 can of coconut milk 2 bricks

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095991206170934152004-09-23T20:51:00.000-05:002004-09-23T21:00:06.170-05:00

. Pout. Pout. 2 more sleeps and he comes back. Until then I will think about the yummy sex we had just before he left for San Fran. He had just made me cum via 69, I got off his face and continued sucking him. "mmmmmm...lets fuck...." he says. So I tease him with a handful of Astroglide and stroke him with my hands for a bit. I lean off to the side of his bed where he keeps his "goodie bag"

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095913239383891372004-09-22T22:51:00.000-05:002004-09-22T23:20:39.383-05:00

Taking Mistris Mattisse's lead (fitting, really) I will list the cast and characters of my Blog. I'll go from most frequently mentioned to least frequent: Sami- Me. No, not my real name. Engineer, wanna-be rockstar, aspiring slut, recovering Catholic. Lazlo- LOVE of my life. Computer geek and Eros/Incubus. KH- Former lesbian lover who now makes 6 figures and has too many cats. MC- Good

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095903257654065322004-09-22T20:13:00.000-05:002004-09-22T20:34:17.653-05:00

. I've never so much as touched a Prada shoe. Seven dosn't even make jeans in my size. Who the fuck is Jimmy Choo? But Alexa thinks my blog is "fabulous" so... hey. AMW was in town last night. So cool to see her. She is the only friend from highschool that I still keep in touch with. She has influenced my life a lot in that she inspired me to travel and question everything. She once

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095629282730796282004-09-19T16:14:00.000-05:002004-09-19T16:28:02.730-05:00

My two most fave blogs are going off line: Pussy Ranch and Belle du Jour. They have set the standard for excellence in Sex Blogging and make mine look like ... oh...some fat twat from Iowa. I'm sad and crabby about this. The good news is both these fine young ladies are coming out with books. This is a good opportunity to explore other blogs. Eros Blog Violet Blue Good Wife Tasty Trixie

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095302210118571372004-09-15T21:15:00.000-05:002004-09-15T21:36:50.116-05:00

...aka Icecapades I'm drunk. Just got back from the Riverton Holiday Inn 5th floor canapes with the remote employees. Unlike the smoked salmon and caper canapes in England...the Iowans have Taquitos and salsa. Fuck me if I'm a Hexpatriot as defined by Wired magazine as, "a coffee critisizing, anti-American who has never left the United States, but still signs e-mails with 'Cheers'". but I

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095124056710330292004-09-13T19:27:00.000-05:002004-09-13T20:09:05.770-05:00

. . For your reading pleasure... "Sami and Friends Visit a Nude Beach" One of my fondest and funniest memories of my Jamaican experience was when MC and KH came to visit me. We started out in Montego Bay. We kind of did a circle tour of the island, our last night being in Negril. After touring the Appleton Rum estate and playing at Y.S. Falls, I determined that the only thing I hadn't done

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1095121354848236582004-09-13T18:47:00.000-05:002004-09-13T19:22:34.846-05:00

. HAPPY! (because my SSRI told me so) "I do it for the Joy it Brings, cuz I'm a Joyful girl." Oh...Ani DiFranco, you are indeed a righteous babe. Lazlo had to work on Saturday morning, so I didn't think it would do any good to go to P-ville Friday night. Instead, AMG and I went out for happy-hour marguritas at Carlos O'Kelly's. We met up with several people there, most notably my boss. The

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1094604669057625912004-09-07T19:06:00.000-05:002004-09-07T19:51:09.056-05:00

. . Lazlo has purchased two books: 1)A Legal Guide for Unmarried Couples 2)Unmarried to Each Other While I should be overjoyed at the idea that this man is planning the next years of our lives together, there is a small but nagging portion of my mind that is whining, "...but I wanna get married." When I think about it and apply logic to this I have no clue WHY I want to get married, but that

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1094396914000610362004-09-05T09:55:00.000-05:002004-09-05T10:08:34.000-05:00

. . In light of my tight financial situation I think back to things I wish I had never spent my hard earned beans on: A bike for the X A push lawnmower (I thought I was being eco-freindly, but I just don't have the time) Such a bling-y fridge (still paying for it) Anything video-game related That leather I-pod case That pink retro-80's looking off the shoulder blouse Any number of land-line

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1094396099801083052004-09-05T09:53:00.000-05:002004-09-05T09:54:59.800-05:00

. . Sorry I have not been updating much. I always think about topics I WANT to Blog about, but I have been preoccupied with my bathroom and my Lazlo. That guy looks awesome in a pair of Jockey briefs. Mmmm... you wouldn't be writing much either.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1093490774755535842004-08-25T22:09:00.000-05:002004-08-25T22:26:14.756-05:00

Is not actually a Chineese phrase at all. Just sayin' A wierd thing happened last night while having enthousiastic sex with Lazlo. Well. I was on top, and kept feeling the condom slipping. So I kept fretting and trying to make sure it wasn't popping off all while attempting to not disrupt the delicate creshendo of my sweetie. But...the reaching and tugging wasn't doing much so to avoid

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1092016943083919142004-08-08T20:57:00.000-05:002004-08-08T21:02:23.083-05:00

Wanna block popups? Firefox is the Shizzle. R and A finally moved out. Well, 90% of her shit is still here and she still has a key, BUT Lazlo and I had a relaxing weekend alone. Poor Laz got a migraine, as he is prone to getting, but it was relentless. All day Saturday and today he lay with a cold compress to his head. Poor guy was obviously in a lot of pain and I felt helpless there

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1091661815707385072004-08-04T18:08:00.000-05:002004-08-04T18:23:35.706-05:00

It seems like just yesterday that getting knocked up was the worst thing that could happen to me. When I was a lesbian K and I considered (briefly) one of us getting inseminated. When a condom accident happend with SXB I skipped class to drive to Planned Parenthood for the "morning after" pill. Getting my period can be a delight after playing bareback with Lazlo. Today, with women spawning

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1091660811759541132004-08-04T17:37:00.000-05:002004-08-05T21:29:51.470-05:00

Was gone to Orlando, FL last week to train a bunch of landscapers. Hoi, these people are fucking idiots. There was one normal person in the the class. The rest were either too arrogant to listen to a fucking word I said or staring blankly at me like I was speaking Latin. I bought Lazlo a studded cock-ring from Premier Adult Factory Outlet. Such a nice girlfreind, me. However I missed the lad,

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1090290264006460342004-07-19T21:14:00.000-05:002004-07-19T21:24:24.006-05:00

    I know, I know.  You're here to read about my hemmeroids, but let me give you more recipies. ... ... White Chicken Chili - which I invented!   1 big-ass yellow onion, sauteed in 4 tbs of olive oil 2-3 chicken breasts cubed and saute'd 2 cups water 2 tablespoons chicken flavored "granules" 16 oz sour cream 4 oz parmesean 2 tablespoons lovage (the herb) minced 1 can diced potatoes (drained and

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1089848424573514622004-07-14T18:37:00.000-05:002004-07-14T18:40:24.573-05:00

1 packet ramen some frozen peas some frozen corn 2 tablespoons of soy sauce 1 teaspoon sriracha chili sauce (preferably from a bottle you stole from Noodles & Co.) 1/2 teaspoon minced ginger Boil. Yum. A feast for the house poor!

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1089846617229657072004-07-14T17:51:00.000-05:002004-07-14T18:10:17.230-05:00

And I wish I could say it was for erotic reasons, but I have a hemmeroid. Friday night this ruebenesque dominatrix got dolled up in theigh-high fishnets and my favorite British lingerie with garters and drove to Lazlo's house. I had normal clothes over this getup while I drove to Wisconsin. I tied him up with some of my favorite silk scarves and gave him head until he almost came. I

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1089239548246287362004-07-07T17:27:00.000-05:002004-07-07T17:32:28.246-05:00

Ever notice how "folk" recipies seem to make the rounds? Several such recipies are popular right now that I really enjoy: Eclair Cake (Courtesy of M) 1 stick butter 1 c. sugar 1/3 c. cocoa 1/4 c. milk 1/2 t. vanilla 1/8 t. salt 1 lg. box instant vanilla pudding 1 sm. box instant vanilla pudding 3 c. milk 1 8 oz. container Cool Whip Graham Crackers Melt butter in saucepan over medium heat;

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088826155301498442004-07-02T22:20:00.000-05:002004-09-13T20:29:50.843-05:00

I had a phone interview for another job here in Riverton. They want to meet me in person and the position seems like I'm a shoe-in. I've used their product as an engineer and have database experience to boot. But for the pissy amount of money they would pay me, I'd travel 50% of the time. Sure, traveling would be fine...but to live out of suitcases and hotels I'd want no less than 60K.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088647103545523442004-06-30T20:58:00.000-05:002004-06-30T21:15:54.733-05:00

This is me. In my little breathy mask that Lazlo gave me. He's always concerned about my health, my asthma, my neck and shoulders. What a sweetie. The first time I gave him head, my neck felt a little stiff afterward...y'know...all out of practice. Ever since I mentioned that to him he's always offering to give me a backrub after I give him head. THAT's love, people! Destruction Gear 

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088563575824137262004-06-29T21:46:00.000-05:002004-06-30T21:16:11.973-05:00

Please, please, please do not vote for this man. His jizz tastes like Cheeze-Whiz. haahaa 

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088450536748452662004-06-28T14:04:00.000-05:002004-06-28T14:22:16.753-05:00

This is a Blog about my weekend. Destroyed bathroom, installed a bathtub...yadda yadda.. Plumber...yadda yadda. I'm broke...yadda yadda. Saturday was a bithday luau for M. So fun. I wore a full-on Hawaiian outfit, complete with rafia skirt and flowered anklets. Laz wore a cheapie Hawaiian shirt we bought at Walmart the night before. We brought Jell-O shots. We had a ton of fun making

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088135963357311642004-06-24T22:58:00.000-05:002004-06-24T22:59:23.356-05:00

... ...and thats all she wrote.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088123157109276742004-06-24T19:17:00.000-05:002004-06-24T19:25:57.110-05:00

Hee Hee. Yeah. So I mention to Lazlo my interest in trying anal sex. Within minutes he's ordered a book and some toys from Blowfish.com for "me". I am now the proud owner of the Fever and a book about anal sex, which apparently is not available on Amazon, otherwise he would have purchased it there. Some girls get jewelery...

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088122479551201242004-06-22T19:06:00.000-05:002004-06-24T19:15:32.163-05:00

...sucks if you are not on the Le Pill. But not so bad if you are bleeding like a stock pig. Isn't it basically impossible to get knocked up in the midst of one's period? Lazlo and I had such a mishap the other day. Condom slipped off. You know it must be love when, not only is your man searching for the lost condom WAY up inside of you, but getting covered in blood in the process.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1088122001688104582004-06-19T19:03:00.000-05:002004-06-24T19:15:10.590-05:00

No, I'm serious this is the brand of ramen noodles I purchased at Walmart. Smack: it does a body good. In other news...Lazlo has blue toenails. He let me paint them. Ask him to see his pedicure. Dare ya.

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1087344681146961722004-06-15T19:07:00.000-05:002004-09-13T20:19:09.656-05:00

Who I happen to know... hope you don't mind that I posted this sweetie... Wow - so I have been saving your BLOG for a rainy afternoon to catch up on all the juicy details of your life, and i am so happy for you with all this diverse sex you have been having and your ever elated state in love!!! my how far you have come from the days of submitting to Rob and pining over John and toungue tango

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1087342746150321392004-06-15T18:31:00.000-05:002004-06-15T19:18:41.386-05:00

Silver Spring, Maryland on a business trip. I really, really hate my X boyfreind. But why? The best revenge is dating his nemesis. Shouldn't that be satisfying enough? His Blog: 1. Who are you? 2. If we've never met (in person), would you like to? 3. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 4. Describe me in one word. 5. What reminds you of me? 6. If you could give me anything,

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1086653056805458152004-06-07T19:01:00.000-05:002004-06-07T19:04:16.806-05:00

I Think I'll puke. And that's all I have to say about that. The X wept? What a looser-weenine!

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1086577943189203102004-06-06T21:34:00.000-05:002004-06-06T22:12:23.190-05:00

A visit with K this weekend. I walk a strange line with her. We snugle and share beds, but are not sexual. The closer I get with Lazlo the weirder I feel about maintaining this intimacy with K...chaste as it may be. Lazlo is my priority. Her jealousy surfaces in very passive-aggressive ways. Her disapproval of my plan to get J massively drunk this weekend. Our lifestyles are

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1086565080161967512004-06-06T18:36:00.000-05:002004-06-06T18:39:10.020-05:00

I'm an aunt! As of last Tuesday, I'm a bonefide auntie!

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1086562981892137172004-06-06T17:48:00.008-05:002004-09-13T20:25:10.390-05:00

Today while looking for index cards in my basement I came across a page in my diary from 1992. I was 16. Rob [highschool boyfriend] had just returned from math camp at Carnagie Mellon University. Aug/ 13/92 70 Bucks in my first paycheck. Not bad. I went and bought some Today Sponges after work. I hate to worry. Rob's back. We had what could have been a beautiful night, had it not been

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1086055168546207002004-05-31T19:57:00.000-05:002004-05-31T20:59:28.546-05:00

What is Republican Sex, you ask? Well, it's Lazlo's and my nickname for the missionary position. This past weekend I really hurt my neck "doing the Republican" because I was clinging to Laz and pushing against him. A word of advice for the ladies, DO NOT HAVE REPUBLICAN SEX. "Meet the Parents" weekend went very very well. My parents adore him and his parents adore me. For the first time in

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5938283.post-1085716818585948672004-05-27T22:56:00.000-05:002004-05-27T23:03:23.846-05:00

It's been a while. Took a break from taking Paxil and decided to break from the break when... I came home from work yesterday and decided to shave the dog. It took me two full games of volleyball to realize our team had five players and the opposing team had six. I fell asleep at 8:00pm last night after chugging a few cokes. I told the CEO of the company that I did not stay to drink Friday

louisa hollandnoreply@blogger.com