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Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

The Honda stalled twice, the last morning she left him. His fist hit the hood, so petty to blame the car, but he could never blame her. Nothing journaly, no apologies, and no absences to report. You can find this little guy all over Shanghai! He's the official mascot for the 2010 World Expo.
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Poetry abounds. A car is a good subject for verses of loss.
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Mr Master said Poetry abounds. A car is a good subject for verses of loss. Click to expand... Clever! I enjoyed your response MM. I wonder if I should write something journalistic in here. Fed my toads some meal worms today. Crickets tomorrow. Went to the gym. Nice work out. Crap, this sounds like a Facebook or Twitter update. Who know I could be this boring? Shhh. Rhetorical question! No answer needed ... or desired. She once knew a mister named master, a quick witted fellow who would sass her. She admired his writing, 'twas oh so exciting, but wished she could read it much faster.
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Not boring at all. Now we know you're a woman who likes toads and limericks. ...there's a sentence I never thought I'd type...
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Appealing topics Sad they are so very short Perhaps share some more?
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Raziel99 said Appealing topics Sad they are so very short Perhaps share some more? Click to expand... Love your signature! And most of my poems are short, just little things I used to jot down. But for your kind words, I'll throw out a few. Passion Invaded 5-7-5 Haiku, Contemporary Subject Passion invaded, it conquered and enslaved me, then came the divorce. Questions of Knowledge or intuition, can it be both? Chemistry or respect, it can be both. Decision or emotion, it must be both. Two Day Romance Short Version We met in Utah, shared two nights of joy. I ached when you left. Wedding Gift Your mother sent a 1960s Mexican mirror that hung by our bed, framed by beaten silver, a little tarnished. You would knot your tie mornings, while I watched, pressed against you. Only shards remain. Simply What a Mother Is Ring through brow and studded nose, but also lips to kiss a child's woes, through nursing bra, we spy a tattooed rose, her five-inch heels and that thirteen inch skirt lay piled in the closet now, but when he fiercely tugs and she leans close to whisper a sacred vow in tiny ear, we know he gives no mind to spiky hair, to him, she simply is what a mother is. And finally, Shakespeare's Juliet You say he texts you thirty times an hour? Don't think it means you're Shakespeare's Juliet. Those games he plays are all about the power. You say he texts you thirty times an hour? Watch out or he will make your life go sour. Love and trust should not treat you like a pet. You say he texts you thirty times an hour? Don't think it means you're Shakespeare's Juliet. I watched Glee today. I've been aching to see it. Didn't quite live up to the quivering anticipation I had endowed it with, but truly enjoyed the Vogue video.
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

I remember seeing the pilot of Glee. It was all right, but I don't see what all the fuss has been about. Then again, I don't ever get to watch network TV live anymore, and thanks to digital broadcast, I can't tape it any longer, so perhaps I'll catch Season 1 on DVD off Netflix sometime. Your poetry is lovely! I have a tendency to ramble, so if I don't have an artificial limit like a limerick or a haiku structure, and haikus are easier as they don't have to rhyme, mine can just go on far too long. You seem to know when to stop, and that's an excellent thing.
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Mr Master said I remember seeing the pilot of Glee. It was all right, but I don't see what all the fuss has been about. Then again, I don't ever get to watch network TV live anymore, and thanks to digital broadcast, I can't tape it any longer, so perhaps I'll catch Season 1 on DVD off Netflix sometime. Your poetry is lovely! I have a tendency to ramble, so if I don't have an artificial limit like a limerick or a haiku structure, and haikus are easier as they don't have to rhyme, mine can just go on far too long. You seem to know when to stop, and that's an excellent thing. Click to expand... MM, It's always hard to predict what series or bit of television will interest a person. I almost always gravitate to the darker shows where crimes are being investigated, committed, or stopped. But I got a kick out of Glee's light hearted silliness last season. It may, for me, have turned out to be a one season show. The first episode of Season Two didn't pull at me strongly, but I'll decide after another show or two. By the way, thank you for your kindness. I very much appreciate your words. Honestly, I think poetry tends to be very personal and it's a bit like looking at a piece of modern art, some people just see paint streaks on canvas and that's fine. I'm glad you saw a bit more. You mentioned the length. I've got some longer pieces, but who wants to do all that work of typing it into the computer. And, lol, you really don't want to read the emo-whine that constitutes my long version of two day romance. I wrote a lot of poetry after I got out of a seven-year relationship, my first and only long-term relation ship. Sadly and curiously, happiness and contentment have shattered my poetry writing bent. It seems I am at my most creative when depressed and miserable Jai
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

I found that as well! When I was depressed over a woman, usually, I would pour things out. It's hard to get myself to write too much I'm not counting RPs in this when I'm not messed up somehow. When I do, it can be great, but momentum is difficult to maintain. When I'm shattered, the emotion itself is the momentum, and the writing seems like release. So I know just where you're coming from. Poetry is subjective, I absolutely agree. But there's also skill in successfully expressing emotion with a few artfully chosen words. A person has to find whatever poetry works for them, but if you can glean even a bit of the writer's passion or pain from the few stanzas you read, then the poet has done well. And if you think the language is pretty, that's a bonus. I don't know I was trained in prose, and poetry has always been a bit of a mystery to me. But yours is appealing to my taste, I can tell you that much, so thank you for sharing it with us.
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While I was killing time in an Industry City office yesterday afternoon--an occupational hazard-- my eyes chanced to fall upon a recent edition of National Geographic Travel magazine, which spoke to me in its own unique visual language, telling me it would make a fine, bold antidote to my leg-kicking, finger-tapping boredom. In the magazine, the writer used as a hook for a travel story, going through Music City trying to hawk song his ex-wife had written or maybe he wrote it and she sang and recorded it. It wasn't the focus of the story or even implied, but it seemed a romantic story line for an husband trying to win back his ex-wife. And I thought it would make a nice rift for a storyline. I also toyed with the idea of a romantic role play where the man manages to sell the demo or get a contract. But then he has to convince his ex-wife to come out to whatever music city venue was important and start singing and writing together again. I'd probably have to come up with a nice back-story of why they broke up. Did he cheat? Has she moved on? Is there a rival? It's pure romantic drivel and probably too complicated to do in a role play. But I had fun toying with the idea in my mind and thought I would share it with you. By the way, the italicized text isn't a poem, it's just an ungodly long sentence I wrote. It got so long that I started going back and looking for ways to shove more words into it, while still maintaining a semblance of grammar. At a certain point, I had the joy of knowing it was no longer in any way comprehensible, so I set it free to wander on its own. Jai
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Oh, great, now it's going to get into the sewers and breed with all the other released sentences, until we've got a human-eating infestation of super-long sentences that are unkillable by conventional copyediting. They'll have to bring in some Russian Literature expert to deal with the problem in the movie, he'll be played by Michael Ironsides.
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Mr Master said Oh, great, now it's going to get into the sewers and breed with all the other released sentences, until we've got a human-eating infestation of super-long sentences that are unkillable by conventional copyediting. They'll have to bring in some Russian Literature expert to deal with the problem in the movie, he'll be played by Michael Ironsides. Click to expand... So very amused!
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Jaijin said Mr Master said Oh, great, now it's going to get into the sewers and breed with all the other released sentences, until we've got a human-eating infestation of super-long sentences that are unkillable by conventional copyediting. They'll have to bring in some Russian Literature expert to deal with the problem in the movie, he'll be played by Michael Ironsides. Click to expand... So very amused! Click to expand... What? Why? Michael Ironsides can play an intellectual! Particularly now that he's older!
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Mr Master said Jaijin said Mr Master said Oh, great, now it's going to get into the sewers and breed with all the other released sentences, until we've got a human-eating infestation of super-long sentences that are unkillable by conventional copyediting. They'll have to bring in some Russian Literature expert to deal with the problem in the movie, he'll be played by Michael Ironsides. Click to expand... So very amused! Click to expand... What? Why? Michael Ironsides can play an intellectual! Particularly now that he's older! Click to expand... Lol, what hit my funny bone was our long-winded monstrosity of sentences breeding in the sewers. It also made me think the sewers below Washington D.C., must be the worst infested of all. As for Michael Ironside? He's Canadian. Of course he can play an intellectual. Jai
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You are my favorite kind of weirdo the kind that plays along with me. loves on
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Needles Stainless shaft, beveled point gleams nice, plastic wrapped, some shudder at its look. Damn this vice, can't exchange think drastic, screw plastic borrow, clean, inject it hot bites, slides, just as easy only after, you feel queasy. First Kiss He tugs you onto a gym floor where eighth grade fumbling leads to white scuffed shoes and tangled limbs and your glance falls everywhere but him. Later, while waiting mom's ride home, he presses you against the lockers and you ache for that first kiss. Last Night Goodbye My hair on his chest dances like a light spring rain, one hand on his heart. Our passion so sweetly aches. I hold my tears keep him safe. Loved An Acrostic Life for a needle, only wanted that next fix, vicious addiction ever controlling him, but Dad never gave up on him. Anger Swore he'd never leave, but anger tore at his roots, and left a cracked, empty pot. If only I could take back this ugly tongue's salted words. More poetry I used to write and publish on another site under LT. Life moves on. Jai youtube Not your dad's Stagger Lee
Thread: Jaijin's Journal, Apologies and Absenses

Silly Romantic Plots, 1. An emo princess who flees her wedding in an Elizabeth Emanuel dress and black combat boots runs into her ex-fiancs brother. He reluctantly agrees to put her up for a few days then he decides to keep her. 2. After living together for five years, a would-be song writer and small-venue musician marry. About the time, the best man and maid of honor witness the wedding certificate, one learns that the other cheated on him or her about three years ago. A year later, after the divorce, the one who cheated has gone to whatever is the musical capital of the type of music they play and spent weeks knocking on doors until he manages to score a major recording contract for the pair. It comes out after they get back together strictly for the purpose of the recording contract, the cheater is intent on using this as an opportunity to get back with his or her true love. In the end, it works. youtube
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One of those informative little STD quizzes, . And an utterly and completely unrelated picture I took, They proved surprisingly difficult to flirt with.
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My ability to play and post is going to be limited today and perhaps a bit tomorrow. Work is calling my name very strongly and I'm trying to finish up a lot of projects before flying to San Francisco for the weekend. Went for a walk and took my camera.
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Believe me, I understand about work. Take the time you need. And lovely pic!
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I survived my Thursday night work party. I ended up falling into bed sometime after 300 a.m. and got up at 600 a.m. and worked until after noon. Ended up taking a later flight to SF. You have to love bosses who fly to Las Vegan and leave you to clean up for them. Sigh, I can't complain, he's my uncle. But I'm now catching up on my posts. Got a few done and working on more. My apologies for the delay.
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My Replies are Slow Right Now. I'm back from San Francisco and my slow responses are stemming from the work I had last week. Lol, often, I do about as much work as a high level SEC official surfing porn 8 hours a day, but this is one of the exceptions. Hopefully, this will be my last day of playing catch up for things that weren't on my list of things to do. Jai
Thread: More than just a "Good Morning" (Dan x Zombie)

Yeh.. Me and her agreed that she would make the opener if I made the thread... But I guess the rest of you peopple can see our plot. unless our Zombie eats it O.O Last night was crazy. Party, party, party! Carl just loved it. Even though he didn't get drunk in the party, it was still just plain awesome. Speaking of drunk, his sister your character name here was a completely diffarent story. She got so wasted in there that she nearly got herself gangbanged. Although, thanks to Carl, nothing happened and nobody got hurt. Although your name here did pass out from too much alcohol, so Carl had to take her to her room to cool off. The rest of the night went great, and as the party ended, Carl so tired that if he closed his eyes he would be asleep instantly.. which he actually did when he had made sure everyone was gone and the door locked. The night passed, and in the morning.. or nearly midday, your name here was feeling a little strange when she woke up. All of the alcohol from last night hadn't all burned off yet so that most likely had a little something to do with it. She wandered out of her room and saw Carl's room door open. She peeked in and saw her non-biological brother brother sleeping peacefully... but something was a little bit off. Carl was smiling in his sleep, and there was a bump in the blanket just bellow his waist, and that made your name here blush. Although, it made her horny as well, no thanks to the alcohol still in her system. With that, she stepped closer and got rid of her little clothing as well, leaving only her long socks on. Once she was at Carl's bed, she pulled down the blanket and yep, she was right. He had a major boner, and most likely about to have a wet dream as well. Well, she didn't mind. She needed a releaf as well, and her brother was the only one good enough for that purpose right now. She climbed onto the bed, and started doing things.... After a little while of her fun, Carl wakes up to this.. -- just imagine those two with more.. adult.. body build. Otherwise the same scene.
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Om nom nom plot! Oh the joys of being a young. Joan was going to a party with her brother tonight and it was going to be so much fun. She smiled as she pulled on her black skirt and tanktop. She looked like she should be going clubbing, not going to a party, but that was how she liked to dress. She intended to get drunk, but not over do it. She knew that would end very badly. Especially because of her last experience being drunk. She ended up making out with some random guy. So far it had been an excellent night. At least from what Joan would remember from it. Her and her brother had gone to a party and it was probably the best one they had gone to all year. Joan was getting drunk. But this time it was more so than usual. The way Joan was when she was a little drunk she acted a bit cuddly. But when she was completely hammered she got horny. No one knew this but her. At least until this night. She had a bit too much and started flirting with a group of guys. At the time she thought it would be fun and they decided it would be too. But of course they didn't wait to go somewhere private, they just started right then and there. She didn't know what was happening till it was too late and the guys were taking their clothes off, as well as hers. She was down to her bra and panties when she realized she didn't really want this. But by now the boys were too excited and they wouldn't take no for an answer.
Thread: More than just a "Good Morning" (Dan x Zombie)

nuu!! mah pwetty pwetty plotzz!!1one!1eleventy T.T -cries a river- Tons of awesome music, free drinks, all-out fun. What more could a guy possibly dream of? All that was about to happen soon as Carl had gotten himself just set for this nights blast. He swore himself he would try to stay sober this time, cause last time he had gotten drunk in a party, he found himself on a couch with another drunken guy... Ugh, just thinking about it made Carl want to throw up. So far so good, he was having a great time. He proving made the ' partying without alcohol is no fun ' theory false, as he found it alot easier to get a little closer to the ladies while sober. Although, he still had to keep an eye on his lil' sis Joan. Who knows what might happen if he just leaves her with the rest of the guys. Sure, she was not his biological sister, but just because they had been living together ever since he was 4 he had thought of her as a real sibling. The worry of a brother. He sometimes went a little overboard with it, but better safe than sorry... right? As the partying and ravin' went on, he had almost forgotten about his sister. Although he always kept her under his eye so things wouldn't get too much out of hand... but what was happening when he looked back into her direction took his mind away from the partying completely. He saw a group of random guys, who were apparently good friends with eachother, tearing down their own clothes, as well as he recodnised his sister from the center. This is bad... real bad. Hey-ey-ey!! He called out as he made his way to the scene. Everyone else was so caught up partying that all they pretty much did nothing but move out of Carl's way as he pushed himself through to the group, starting to tub them away from Joan. Get your ugly hands off my sis!! He raised his voice yet again, sounding angered and very serious. If they didn't listen he would have to start being rough... which nobody really would like. It would most likely be easier for us both if you took controll of the drunken group, since i dont feel like writing a novel here xD
Thread: More than just a "Good Morning" (Dan x Zombie)

Haha that's what I was thinking. The group of guys didn't pay much mind to him, only letting him into the circle of slowly stripping men. Joan was pushing them away from her whenever they got close. No no no... Not all of you at once. Her speech was a bit slurred and she was starting to want to sleep for a while. The group of guys, on the other hand, had other plans. The one who seemed to be the leader of the group took Joan's arms, pulling her up and holding her against his chest, starting to rub at her breast through her bra. He only looked over at Carl and motioned for some of the other guys to take care of him. Two of them walked over and started trying to push him out of the way and back into the party. Don't worry. We'll take real good care of her. You can have her back later. He said, laughing a bit and they turned around to go back to the fun.
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Carl heard his sister say 'no' and that was more than enough to encourage him to take a bit of a rougher touch in this situation. When he was being pushed away by two of the group, and saw the 'leader' of the group start groping his sister... it wouldn't be much longer until he would blow his fuse. In your dreams, jackass! Carl yelled back as the group leader turned away from him. Since Carl was sober, it wouldn't be too hard to take care of a coupple of drunkards. With one firm hit to the gut, they both were already down and having alot of troubble getting up, if they ever would that is. He then rushed back to the situation and roughly pulled the leader from the back of his hair as a warning. I said, get off! Carl knew very well they were very caught up in the act, but getting the dirtiest of the group away from his sister first would make it easier to deal with the rest.
Thread: More than just a "Good Morning" (Dan x Zombie)

Joan was having trouble resisting, this guys touch felt so good, but part of her was saying no. But she didn't have much to worry about with her brother there. the leader was rubbing down her stomach and soon at her crotch as Carl took care of the other two. Soon he was pulling her away from the leader and she didn't really seem to mind. She mumbled something before passing out. The leader didn't seem to want to let her go, but in his drunken state he did, falling down and hitting his head quite hard on the ground. now would be a good time to make their exit because by now someone had probably seen the fight and called the police.
Thread: More than just a "Good Morning" (Dan x Zombie)

As Carl noticed the leader simply fall back after his hair was pull, Carl was almost crushed underneath but he did move out of the way. He heard a loud clonk afterwards, but he didn't give two shits what happened to those fat bastards as long as they stayed away from his sister. The rest of the drunkards being confused how peopple all of a sudden was disappearing form the ring, Carl took the chance and pushed them away from Joan. She would peobably be knocked out fom too much alcohol by now, or about to be as Carl picked up her top from the floor and quickly put it on her to at least cover up something. With that, he picked his sister up in a princess style and started heading for the front door. Other peopple soon noticed in how little clothing she was and how he was carrying her, so they started making all sorts of whistling and cheer noises at the two. Carl didn't care however, since he had a very serious look on his face. All he cared about right now was to make sure his sister was fine. ' Man, how does she always get herself into trouble like this? It was almost like this half a year ago in another party when she was drunk... ' He thought as he carried her over to his car. Luckily, his car wasn't too far away from the front door so peopple outside would only see a glimpse of what was happening, if even that. ugh... i'm dead tired here xx Its bed time for me now. So, buh bye. Unless you would care to join me of course 3