What a fantastic quote. And what a healthy attitude. There's nothing wrong with masturbating - in fact, there's something more wrong with not masturbating. Ok, screw the M word, it's too long. Wanking. There. Sooooooo much fun, all by yourself. So - three cheers for creative and fulfilling wanking. And thanks to Nich, who inspired today's wanking session (though unknowingly) by asking me, a few months back, a question which he'd "always wanted to ask a gay or lesbian person" - when you look in the mirror, do you get horny? Interesting, I thought (and said)... most of the time - no. I love mirrors, I love looking into mirrors - me being such a vain creature.... prrrrrrr.... meow...... me, preening myself in front of a mirror, telling myself how utterly *gorgeous* I look - nothing new... but using a mirror to combine my two favourite virtues (Vanity & Lust) and aid some spectacular masturbation... goddamn!!! It was truly amazing... having an orgasm is amazing enough, esp one like that.. but then watching yourself having that spectacularly amazing orgasm is just - wow. Stunning.
Went into the city today, to WINZ for the student allowance, to the uni chemist/pharmacy (they're the only place I've found that stocks the Nutrisse Garnier hairdye, shade "Licorice" - for my beautiful black tresses...), then I went back to work while Rupert went to the library to get me a whole pile of Terry Pratchett books... I was reading "The Fifth Elephant", which is once again Pratchett at his finest. Captain Carrot makes some interesting development in that.. and of course, Sybil Ramkin becomes pregnant, meaning Vimes is going to be a father... a strange thought. I wonder if the Patrician is going to be the godfather for the child? It's certainly a great book - all the politics, with the dwarves, the werewolves, and the vampire countess.. and the igors, of course.... bloody brilliant.
Work was quite busy, a good day. Dave (I think that's his name, the guy we're making a quiver for, the one who knows the family near Miranda who has a herd of Appaloosa's...) came in and said we'll arrange the riding soon - I'm looking forward to that soooooooooooooooo much - riding in a western saddle - it'll be sooooooooooo cool. One day, when I grow up, I'm going to have a horse (this is my inner little girl coming out at 1:30 in the morning...) - I'm going to have two horses.. one is going to be a dainty graceful white arab mare, and the other a huge imposing but gentle black shire gelding... I've always wanted that... a huge shire horse, and of course an arab... And I'll have dogs and cats and they'll never get sick or die or get run over... And I'll live with my gorgeous wife on our farm, and jetset into the city(cities) every few days to check up on our multi-million dollar corporations, and to make love in our penthouse suite with the afternoon sun streaming in through the huge windows... then have dinner at our favourite restaurant, catch a movie or go to a concert, and then fly back home to the ranch, and go to sleep in our huge four-poster canopy bed, with our dogs and cats snuggled at our feet... and she'll wake me in the morning with breakfast on a tray, her red curls aglow from the early morning sunbeams sneaking through the curtains, and she'll feed me breakfast and kiss me awake and then we'll chase all the cats and dogs off the bed and I'll pull her on top of me and hold her as close as I can and tell her I love her... and we'll kiss and embrace and then eventually fuck wildly.. then have a cool shower together, and get dressed, and head out for an early morning ride along the beach and through the bush... having a picnic along the way... feeding each other grapes and sipping some chilled wine out of each other's bellybuttons... the horses tethered nearby
I think I'll go to bed now, and continue this wonderful dream...