Ok, not really, just wanted to call attention to the fact that I have indeed been tumbling!

Click on the ruby slippers to get to the new naughty!

http://isthatallyouthinkabout.tumblr.com/

I am an atheist, a feminist, and all around pain in the ass. I was not a very good wife, probably will not make a great girlfriend, but I am a wonderful friend. Sometimes with benefits. Sometimes not.

I am not looking for monogamy at this time. When I say this, understand that this means I will NOT be monogamous to anyone right now, nor will I answer to anyone about my sex life. I am probably somewhere between polyamory and swinging. I have lovers in several cities, but I am not interested in a primary partner.

Does this mean I like casual sex? Actually, not really. I will do nothing at all with most men, and just about anything with a select few. I do not have sex with people I do not like or respect. I never have, and I never will. Do not confuse my openness about sexuality with a lack of judgment.

This is one of my favorite videos of all time. 43 seconds. Watch it if you think you want to contact me. If it offends you, don’t contact me.

How could this possibly be confusing????

Combine these two videos :)

Long story short,  I am dating a man who is dating another woman. Which is fine. Duh. Non-monogamy. But he has not told the other woman about me, and it bothers me. It skeeved me out, and I was having a hard time realizing why until some lovely poly friends pointed out that it was OK if I had expectations of transparency in relationships.

But the more I think about it, the more I dig into something else. I have some strange need for constant and aggressive self-expression. The thought of someone loving me for NOT me is terrifying. Probably because I am leaving a marriage where that occurred on some level.

But is this healthy? Do people HAVE to know everything about me within 5 minutes of meeting me? Can I learn to unfold who I am slowly, instead of beating people over the head with my personality?

No one could ever accuse me of lying about who I am or what I believe in – but is it pure egotism to be so aggressive about it?? I think this is why I have always loved drag queens so much. You know very important things about them instantly. No bullshit. They want to be loved, want to be looked at, and want attention.

Don’t we all?

The Lelo Siri, the Angry Birds of Vibrators

I am a bad sex blogger at times. Not because I have bad sex, or because I don’t write good (see what I did there?), but because I have a hard time being consistent with my writing. I am sure this makes me a less than desirable sex toy, book, or video reviewer. Add in to that the fact that I am getting divorced, and regular blogging takes even less priority.

Earlier this past summer, I was sent a complimentary Lelo Siri to review, and I am sorry to admit that I have been negligent about writing the review. However, I think the Lelo company needs to step up and take some responsibility here. Part of the reason I have not had the time or interest in blogging about the Lelo Siri is because I can’t get my hands off the goddamn thing long enough to write!!!!!

I am a vibrator snob. Cheap vibrators piss me off, and cause me to fling them in disgust as I apologize to my fingers for the insult. I am no longer welcome at Ladies Night Out sex toy parties because I eventually grab each pink, new baby doll smelling, jelly covered, bullet vibe monstrosity and wave it in someone’s face while ranting about phthalates, tackiness, and the overexposure of the rabbit vibrator. See? No one likes me at these things. Don’t even get me started on the massage oils, candles, and clit gels. And the porn. The horrible, horrible, porn.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes – my pussy and I are picky bitches. We demand power, and power with no bullshit. We want a vibrator to look like it can get the job done, not like I am trying to stuff a Bratz doll in my crotch. I was born and raised on the Hitachi Magic Wand, and it has been my standby for years. About a year and a half ago, aagblog convinced me to try the Eroscillator, and it was a good suggestion. With my Hitachi and my Eroscillator at my side, I knew I could climb any mountain.

But Lelo toys? They were so . . . pretty. So . . . tiny. So . . . delicate. I have a honeybadger rep to maintain, and was just not sure how their toys would fit in with that image. I told the Lelo rep that, and he suggested that I try the Siri, as it has more power than some of their other vibes. Okey dokey I thought, but this clit is used to loud, powerful, electric bill inflating appliances, so don’t hold your breath. Continue reading Siri-ously Awesome

by showing me this tumblr, Fuck Yeah! Huge Penis.