kstanger.ca - summer edition

dirty girl shopping trips-part 1

question.
it's sexy to wear "school girl" get up, due to the d/s mind-set (or for those vanilla favoured readers: cause it's damn hot to see chicks in that gear that you've been lusting after since you were 12).

so who punishes the naughty little school girls when they're giggling in the library? why, the hot-ass librarian that's who. think it'd be odd to try for some buns, specs and tweed?

think about it. oo, i know i am.

can't buy me blllooood

i tried to give blood today.

just as i have tried to give blood for the last 3 years.
*sigh*

first. they keep changing how long you have to wait between tattoos and piercings.
secondly. did you know when you are on antibiotics you cannot give blood?
third. i am going to get pierced this weekend, just as i am going off the antibiotics.

bleh. perhaps it's just not "in my blood" to get this done.

holes in my soul

so whatta weekend...
i'm gonna rant and rally, then i'm going to granville.
ever heard of atomica?

eek. i am so excited and thrilled, and shit - i am going dancing.

love is not wrong, forced ignorance is

YIKES! up for some gonads and strife this weekend??

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definition: pansexual

pan·sex·u·al ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pn-sksh-l)

adj.
Relating to, having, or open to sexual activity of many kinds.

n.
A pansexual person.

(nothing to be afraid of sarah, except fear/ignorance itself!)

far TOO much to say today

so why is it, if the truly pansexual groups in general are well...pansexual do party nights have to be in fetish gear?

i can feel very dirty in my jeans sometimes.

it's just not fair. if i want to watch someone be played with (and they too can be wearing anything from a shirt made entirely of zippers or kahkis) at a party, why am i only allowed to come in wearing leather and lace...or dressed up in a doctors outfit?

ok. ok. i'm ranting. it's a dress code, but i always feel ugly in the clothes that i love watching everyone else in.

"no no, i love how you look in that shirt...well, if you WANT to take it off, i'll deal"

blast in the back by the past

dave and darcy are having a party.

naturally, being the wonderful people that they are, they have invited me.
shit.

i got your much more music right here

on the weekend, my dad and mom were watching "the power hour", where viewers got to call in and vote for their favourite power bands.

they surprised themselves by being able to predict 6/10 out of the show's choices.

they were seriously perturbed that Queen was not included.

not quite in order, but the winners were:

metallica
guns & roses
iron maden
led lepplin
areosmith
kiss
bon jovi
black sabbath

we are trying to compose a list ourselves.
in the immortal words of she-ra
tell us
"WHO HAS THE POWER?"

-battle kat!

morning kafufle

yikes. finally done.

that virus was a doozie. i've finally finished clearing up and updating the computers in the office. what a whirlwind that was. *sigh*

break time. can anyone say slurpee?

ants in YOUR pants

sitting at the bus stop before i got on this bus and had my rainy revelation, i watched an ant carry a bee carcas from one side of the bench to the other. several things crossed my mind.

first. what is an ant going to do with a dead bee?
can they even eat bees? do the use them for their nest? i thought ants lived in dirt and sand mountains?

secondly. why is it that ants never work together?
oh sure, they are all working for the same cause and share once it is there, but why didn't one of the other ants help this struggling one to bring home the spoils?

calling all ant experts?

"A genuine anteater,"
The pet man told me dad.
Turned out, it was an aunt eater,
And now my uncle's mad!"
-shel silverstein

aunty weather'dvein

i am very fond of the drivers on my bus route to and from work. they are typically pleasant people and as their routes are more or less the same everyday, they get regulars.

yesterday, i took the wrong bus. i was on my way home so it really didn't matter. also, langley is not that large. at the most, the longest trip posible through langley cannot be more than 45 minutes. so i sat back and tried not to think how nice it would be to take off my shoes.

just call me the update queen

felt bad for a moment there when i noticed that i hadn't had a chance to update my site today. to inspire me, i thought i would check what everyone else thought to be interesting today.

lucky me. everyone is slow to get up today. even my comics are taking their time today.

lazy hazy mondaze.

tonnes of tumbleweeds

i am having a little bit of a cowboy showdown with a bathroom scale.

kei, chris's roommate bought a scale. i am not certain why because the guy cannot be more than 90 pounds soaking wet. also, why the hell would you buy a scale when you are only staying in a country for less than a year.

don't say whatever or i'll break up with you

there is this cd in my mother's car that is full of junky music. i am pretty certain that my sister made it but seeing as i haven't remebered to ask her, i'm running on pure assumption fumes.

i am so over him, i'll write it on my hand

today's peeves.

• the telephone. any telephone.


• brain freezes.


• when someone starts singing/humming something else at the same time as i am.


• dad clearing the staples off my desk before i have a chance.


• people who think they know something about computers but really don't so fuck it up to the point of no return then call me.

sked-du-hule

say it right frenchie.
it's not scheduld, it's schedule.
what the hell is it about the people in this industry?

sure, they're in a higher tax bracket, but that doesn't mean they're smart.

too much fun with meat products

introducing lisa, our summer media assistant.

"...and there was this one roommate i had, she was really weird. it was kinda sad because i think her only friend had gotten married and she was a forestry student."

"i didn't even know star trek was on that often."

love for sale

once upon a time, there was a man who loved two women.

one of the women was a cute, faithful, romanticly-minded woman who had nothing but him in her heart. she made him happy and he loved to be with her.

the other was very laissez-faire and never really let anthing get to her. she was fun to be around but never really made her feelings obvious to the man. when he was with her she filled him with energy and spirit, but he was constantly frustrated by her lack of an open interest in him.

the man was torn. he was almost certain that a life with the first woman would make him happy and that once he had made up him mind he would be content. try as he did, he couldn't get the second woman out of his head. the little doubt that the second woman placed in his head made him doubt his relationship with the first woman and himself. was he being unjust? was he being unfair? if he chose would he regret the decision for the rest of his life?

it wasn't about right or wrong. he could see himself with both women in very different situations, and he could see himself happy. he just didn't want to choose, and then spoil the happiness by always wondering what it would have been like with the one he let get away.

entry 200

supposedly the fireworks were amazing last night.
so amazing that my sister never came home last night.
all my parents had was a garbled message from her dying cellphone that notified them that she was still alive.

a hardy dart van just pulled up. please oh please...