Playgirl's Mechanical World (playgirl) wrote,
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A slow weaning away from here, and a post from the past

1. I've had this Paid Member and Permanent Member Playgirl LJ for a very long time. I have always loved this journal very much, but I feel it's time I start to slowly wean myself away from it. Of course, I won't do it COMPLETELY. What I'm trying to say is that it has suddenly lost its flavor for me. I have about 200 and something on my FList, but only a few of you intermingle when I make a post. It doesn't matter if it's a political rant, or seriously silliness; too few are either not reading, or if they are, they just don't give a horses ass to leave a comment. I AM grateful that I still have a few faithful LJ friends who have not abandoned me here, and who accepted my invitation to join my OTHER kinda new LJ. I should be ashamed of myself, because I've only made 2 posts there, and they were made months ago, but this is going to change, because I will be leaving the majority of my thoughts in that journal from now on.

When I first became a paid member of that other one, I made the mistake of adding Playgirl LJ to that FList, and visa versa, and visa versa I have deleted Playgirl from that FList, because I don't want any connection to this one, since I started it when I created my adult site. As you can see, I have changed the link to that site, to my romantic one. Yes, I still have that adult site, but only because it's my biggest money maker. Sadly, surfers are most interested in that type of content. Family Friendly sites, such as my site, aren't sought out all that much. It’s too bad, because I worked day and night for over a year on it. Sure, I have traffic on it, but only about 300 per day, unlike my adult site which is in the thousands.

I have come to a time in my life, where I find I will not be updating that adult site at all. It's just going to be there, like a bump on a long for as long as I continue generating the money I get from it.

This Playgirl LJ will be used for my rants, and for those sometimes silly obnoxiously naughty moods I'm in. I don't believe there will be many rants, or naughtiness, because I'm going to do my best to keep from watching on TV those things that upset me so much - REPUBLICANS, and I've noticed I've been having more angelic thoughts than naughty ones. It may be a good idea that those who have been on my FList, and who have not intermingled with me, delete me from your FList.

In my OTHER journal, I will start hunting for new LJ friends, friends who enjoy the world of Livejournal, and who definitely participate.

For those of you who may have missed my invitation once upon a time, I invite you to join that OTHER one. I'll continue with my INVITATION for a while, just to make sure all 200 and something pals see it.

2. A Post from the past:

I’ve been reading post I made long, long ago in my journal, so I’ve decided to share them again.

When I was in high school, there was this guy by the name of Julian in my history class. He was in a varsity football player, and since he was cute, tall and very husky, he’d walk around as if he were God’s gift to women. Most of the girls thought he was a babe.

Julian's desk was on the next isle right next to mine. He kind of liked me and was always talking to me and trying to get my attention. I was not interested in him in any way, aside from just being friends.

Julian would always show off in front of the class flexing his muscles, and ever-so-often he’d give the other guys a tough look; something like the "eye of the tiger." He'd strut about the classroom, like a peacock while flexing his muscles and showing off his powerfully body.

One day, in my Biology class, we had to dissect a frog. I remember cutting the legs and peeling the skin off. I was totally engrossed in the legs because they look exactly like a human's legs. The legs were perfect, with the thighs flawlessly muscular, as well as the calves. I became so enthralled in finding how much the frog's legs looked like a humans, that I put one of the little legs in a piece of tissue paper and put it in my purse. When the bell rang, I headed for History class.

When I got there, I sat down in my desk, opened up my purse and took out the tissue that contained the frog leg. Excitedly, I turned to Julian and gave him the leg, which was on top of the tissue paper. When he took it from my hands, I was just about to tell him that it was a frog leg and to see how much it looked like a severed miniature human leg. I never got a chance to finish my WHOLE sentence because when he opened it up, his eyes bugged out, and asked me what it was. I told him it was a frog leg. He let out a most horrible shrill, he gasped, pushed his desk to the ground as he tried to get up and run, then he fainted!

My teacher asked me alarmed, what I had done to him. I told him all I had done was to give him my frog leg to see.

I was immediately sent to the principal’s office where I was severely punished for a whole month.

Julian the muscular he-man tough guy turned out to be an overly cooked wet noodle!

Fitting quote for this entry:
The bigger they are
the harder they fall!

Relax Playgirl


Join The NRA
"The Right Of The People To Keep and
Bear Arms, Shall Not Be infringed."!

Tags: football, frog, high, memories, school
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