a brief warning

[egypturnash]

Um... nobody should expect the slightest sympathy from me for any romance problems they may be having. Don't ask my advice on anything in that domain for the next couple days. I suspect I'll just get bitter and envious, even if I don't show it. (I don't know why anyone would want my opinion on that sort of thing, anyway; it's not as if I have even the vaguest theories about it... but I get asked sometimes, lately.)

Yeah, I'm having a bout of self-pity. Don't tell me it's okay, you love me, really, unless you're willing to, like, be happy to see me come home from work, and be the reason I'm happy to get home, okay?

Comments

[dv-girl.livejournal.com]

Didn't you read the information packet? It's in the description of possible side effects of being trans. You are on the path to being a shaman and one of your duties as winkte is to act as a spiritual and relationship guide. See fo yourself.

http://hermaphrodite.arriba.net/twospirit.htm

PS: If this post was about my post I ummm. Can I offer you some reheated casserole and tepid sex?

[kiala.livejournal.com]

Alien technosex solves all..

[lapdragon.livejournal.com]

<#3

[queenofstripes.livejournal.com]

It turns out it actually did. I know I wouldn't kick Peggy out for shedding pixels in bed... <3

[shatterstripes.livejournal.com]

If this post was about my post

Partially. And about a half dozen other people. And it being spring.

Is one of my shamanic duties to have lots of kinky, bizarre, wonderful sex? Because I don't wanna just be everone's cry-shoulder. I've done that enough in my life.

[dv-girl.livejournal.com]

Um. Yes. Definetely! And if you need any help at all boning up for it to make sure you can handle all the positions, I think I know of an opening or two that need to be filled.

[lapdragon.livejournal.com]

*rimshot*

[queenofstripes.livejournal.com]

Is one of my shamanic duties to have lots of kinky, bizarre, wonderful sex?

*opens hand, in a thoroughly gay gesture, and sprinkles you with glitterdust*

Yes. I, Pope Laetrile Piltdown VIII, of the Herman's Hierophants Cabal of Eris Esoteric, so anoint thee.

[shatterstripes.livejournal.com]

Finally! Something good from becoming a Weird Agent of Transformation!

Now on your knees before my holy, glittery self, Mz Madam Pope, and start sucking!

Yum.

[queenofstripes.livejournal.com]

Good morning to you too!

*genuflects and thrusts her head, built-in plastic miter and all, up under your holy hoverskirt of Antioch*

[queenofstripes.livejournal.com]

And incidentally, in case I was too subtle in the other comments, not only would I be happy to see you come to work, I'd be the reason you were happy to get home naked. Or doing chores in a latex maid outfit. Or curled up asleep in a little metal cage and waiting to be let out. Or shackled in your closet, ring-gagged and rendered fuckable.

[shatterstripes.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm. <3

This exchange may be nearly a year after the fit of angst the entry was written in, and I did get the drift of your comments just now, but... Mmmmm. I like not having to guess, beloved. Blatant disambiguation is nice sometimes, especially when you're someone who reflexively looks for Hidden Meaning.

I would love to come home and find you there. In any of those ways, or stranger ones.