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            Hello,

 

            You have just come across the journal of a Parallel System. This terminology references the Multiple Community.  Some common associations with the Multiple Community are DID, MPD and the like. These psychiatric disorders are a part of the community, but by no means make up the whole of that community. To learn more visit this link. I think this site is a good one for general education on the subject. It at least gives a picture about the diversity of the multiple community.

           

            So now that that’s out of the way, we can remove it from the focus of my total picture. I am multiple, but that is not the definition of me. So who am I?

            I am a happy, functional, artistic woman who happens to be kinky, bisexual and multiple. I have many interests stemming mostly from the geek realm. Science Fiction, fantasy, gaming, reading, etymology, history, and many spin-offs of those things.

            I’m a foodie, a martial artist, a painter, a writer, an avid reader, a stumbler uponer of oddities, and a submissive.

            If you’re feeling the want to friend me, drop a note and tell me what filters you’d like to be placed on.

 

            Plural: On Multiple Matters

            Kinky: On Sexual Matters

            Girly: Crafts, cooking, cleaning tips, PMS rants, girly stuff.

 

            That’s all. It’s nice to meet you. –Lila

 

NOTE: Many entries are cross-posted or fed into other journals/blogs of mine.

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I just wanted to say hello.
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It amazes me that Nick doesn't know that he can be intimidating.
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The first testicular guard “Jock Strap and Cup” was used in Hockey in 1874.

The first helmet was used in 1974.

 

It took men 100 years to realize their brains were important, too.

 

 

I need a fact checker, but it’s still funny. 

Late

Jun. 10th, 2009 10:16 am
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            It’s Wednesday. This means it’s therapy day for Nick. I don’t hate therapy day like he does. He needs it to calm down the fires that are always raging. I hope tonight is an easy night for him. He needs to have an occasional easy session. 

 

            I was late to work again. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I haven’t been able to sleep well for a while and it’s starting to catch up with me.  I used to let Nick go to sleep for us because he really, really loves to sleep and would fall asleep fast.

            I don’t do that. I fight it every step of the way and the last three nights, Nick has been doing the same. He was up posting at 11 last night. The guy yells at me around 10:30 to start getting ready for bed because he knows it’ll take me at least 30 minutes to do everything I need to. (Sorry, Nick. I am the slave. I don’t have slave’s getting everything ready for me.) And now he’s up? After 11 writing posts and playing on YouTube? That’s not my Nick.

            No one noticed I was late. Some of the elevators aren’t working again so my boss assumed that I was on break and had to wait a long time to get back up. He didn’t notice I had my purse with me. Even if he did, I’m not sure he’d think twice about it.

            There’s really not much else to say. I was thinking of talking about Liam and Nick, but I don’t want to stir things up today. I might do that tomorrow after Nick’s therapy. 

4 PM

Jun. 4th, 2009 04:12 pm
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            It’s almost 4 o’clock. That equals another hour of work. I should be happy, but all I can think of is how long the next minutes are going to be. Minutes are finite right? They last 60 seconds. It’s a constant. Finite? Constant? I need a dictionary.

            I’m not really grumpy, but I’m sure it’s coming across that way. I am tired and tired usually leads to grumpy so maybe I’m fooling myself? I can absolutely see myself fooling myself. I’m a sucker for a cheesy grin.

             As I said earlier I’m going to a gay bar after work. One of my co-workers is having her party there. I don’t really want to go, but I feel like it’s good karma and a chance for me to have a girl’s night out. I haven’t had one of those in a while and I’m not sure how they work anymore. 

            I’ll be surrounded by lesbians, too. I’m not sure how they work anymore either. I can’t recall the last time I slept with a woman. Actually, I can. It was about 4 years ago and wasn’t that great. She was the selfish kind. Eat me, eat me…I’m so biiiiii. Not really. She’s the type that talks the talk, but won’t go down under to save her life. I bet she has hardwood floors, too.

            I’m not sure what I’m expecting from tonight. I’m not going to reconnect to my “lesbian” side. I was never one. I was a bi in denial. I’m not looking for a girlfriend unless it’s one on-line.  I have this “thing” going on elsewhere and we have to work it out before I start looking around. If I started an additional romantic relationship it would go down in flames. So, I shouldn’t even entertain the thought until things get straightened out.

            That’s all I got. Sorry isn’t it? I’m going to spend my last hour of work working, I guess. Bye.    

Hello again

Jun. 4th, 2009 10:46 am
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            My boss doesn’t actually listen or talk with me. He talks at me. He just came to my desk and started going on and on about how bad some ex-employees were and I added my two cents in, politely ignoring the fact that he’s a total asshole.

            I mentioned the possibility that he should lower his voice since he was talking shit about people no longer under him, but still working for the company. Word gets around. Did he listen?  No. 

 

            Other than that the day is going well. Nick is calming down from last night’s session. It was a hard one for him. When it was over we sat co-running for a while. He was quiet, but I could hear him breathing. It was like he was reliving the whole thing again trying to figure things out. I tried talking to him about it, but all I got were grunts. So I left him alone.

            I could kind of hear his thoughts, but not like usual. He was definitely shutting me out and I just got the spill over of emotion.  I was happy that it was late and we were ready to go to bed anyway. Otherwise I think I would have moped around all night because of it.

 

            Tonight I’m going out for drinks with a couple of my friends. They chose one of the local gay bars. I haven’t been to one of those in a long, long time. When I had a girlfriend I did, but I’ve been living the het life for a long time now. I wouldn’t mind having a girlfriend, though. I miss that type of touch. Oh, poly. Been there. Done that. Would do it again, but not now.

 

            I’ve got to go. Breaks over. -Lila

           

 

           


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This multiple thing…is feeling odd. Liam gets me. There’s no issue there. He and I have an understanding. Nick and he on the other hand…have some issues. They get along for the most part, but…it’s odd. I can see them hit this wall and any second they are going to stagger into a pissing contest.

            Two dominant men are hard to deal with.

            Life would be easier if we were “vanilla”? I don’t know. I’m not sure male territorialism has anything to do with being kinky.  A lot of men “own” without ever making a statement of ownership. “Don’t touch MY wife.” That’s a clear statement of territory.

            Tonight is one of Nick’s scheduled nights. Not even sure why I’m out right now other than we’re sitting at work and my name is on the cubicle.  It won’t last. I’ll give me another hour before Nick comes charging in. 

            I’d better go. I’ve got to close up shop. -Lila

Greetings

Jun. 1st, 2009 11:11 pm
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Here we are with yet another journal. LJ isn't feeling totally like home anymore, but I'm not ready to give it up just yet. I have followed my other here anyway. He seems to be liking it, but he seems to be okay with just about everything. For someone who sometimes comes across as an arrogant ball of anger, he's a pretty easy going guy. Coming soon, explantation and system information.

Yes, we are a system.

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