A Banner? Yes!

ok. so i made a blog banner. i'm such a great graphic artist. but this thing took like 15 minutes. lame. but i have other skills and assets! :)

what dya think? can it be more basic? "can i make it anymore obvious?" [avril]

MySpace.com, New Friends, and Girls and Guys

well, i finally got into this myspace.com thing. i set up my account: http://myspace.com/KayakPaddle. come check me out. :)

i made a new friend. well, 6 in the first 12 hours. one guy was a musician with 33k friends. i deleted him. i think i was just an entry in his mailing list.

another guy said he hopes one of my sex tips is to be married before having sex. i hope he swings by this blog to see how my mind works. even if he disagrees with me, he should get to know how i think.

the new friend whose blog is VERY interesting is here: http://www.myspace.com/captain_n_cherry.

on her blog is a thing from a year ago i'm stealing and commenting on below.

there are many sex tips hiding in here. enjoy!

in touch,
holly

50 things girls wish guys knew

1. Don't tell us when you think other girls are hot.

- actually, i'm cool with that. i might think they're hot too.

2. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

- or tape what we're watching so we can pause it and talk. talking's important. but not when it creates stress.

3. If you don't act like soap-opera guys, don't expect us to dress like Victoria Secret models.

- ya, tho i'd do it for me anyways.

4. Mark anniversaries on a calendar.

- ya

5. There is no such thing as too much spooning.

- except when i want to fuck. but ya.

6. Just because you L the C doesn't mean we have to S the D.

- i'm not so on with that. licking my pussy is fantastic, but i almost [almost, ok] always like to suck cock.

7. This is how we see it . . . Don't call = Don't Care.

- ya, absolutely.

8. Which also means that if we don't call, take the hint.

- ya, though, you can expect me to call to say goodbye. unless yer a dick, then your joints will already be aching.

9. We like you to be a little jealous . . . but overly possessive is not necessary.

- ya. truth.

10. Putting things in our butt does not turn us on.

- well for some it does, not me tho.

11. Return favors: we massage, you massage; we go down, you go down; we shave, you shave (and not just your face).

- totally. except i won't shave for anyone. i'll trim though.

12. Foreplay is not an option . . . its a prerequisite.

- unless you want you to fuck me hard and fast. and if we need lube, fine.

13. We're allowed to be late . . . you are not.

- ya

14. Eye contact is key.

- ya

15. Don't take longer to get ready than we do.

- ya, though i'm not all that high maintenance.

16. Laugh at our jokes.

- but i'm ok if you tell me it's a groaner.

17. Three words . . . honesty, honesty, honesty.

- ya, you'll get it from me.

18. Girls can be groupies. Guy groupies are stalkers.

- ya

19. We never have to wonder if your orgasm was real.

- ya. mine are. i don't want to reward bad behaviour.

20. Do not start with us. You will not win... not kidding .. we ALWAYS win

- ya :)

21. Would you like it if a guy treated your sister that way? We didn't think so.

- ya. truth!

22. If you ask nicely, we usually answer the same way.

- ya

23. We will never have enough clothes or shoes!

- well, i do. thanks, though. :)

24. We have an excuse to act bitchy at least once a month.

- ya, but apologies are ok.

25. Open the door for us no matter where we are . . . even at our house and getting into the car.

- ya, i kinda like that. i think it works with my feminism too. i'd open your door if i'm driving. if you've had a girl do that for you, you know how cool it feels. :)

26. We love surprises!

- ya ya ya ya ya ya!!!

27. We liked to be kissed softly, not with an iron tongue.

- ya, almost all the time.

28.Pay attention to the little things we do, because they mean the most.

- ya

29. Boxers and boxer briefs . . . NEVER whitey-tighties, NEVER!

- ya

30. Clean your room before we come over.

- ya COMPLETELY

31. Always brush your teeth before you see us . . . a fresh mouth and white teeth are a necessity.

- ya, you'd think this would be obvious...but it's not.

32. When we use our teeth it means that you suck at going down on us, so we are just returning the favor.

- ya, if you're no good sucking me, you'll know right away.

33. Even though you are sometimes insensitive and hurt us, we still love you with everything we are.

- ya, unless you're violent, then i'll break your elbow.

34. Hit it and quit it, because later I'll be with you're best friend and he lasts for hours.

- ya

35. Don't act hard around your friends because I won't make you hard tonight.

- ya

36. Sometimes "NO!" really means "NO!"

- ya ALWAYS actually with me.

37. "Wife Beaters" are not an adequate form of fashion.

- ya, absolutely.

38. If we wanted to be on video tape, we'd be a porn star not your girlfriend.

- ya, except when i wanna watch myself. then i keep the tapes.

39. Sensitive guys are great . . . but crying more than we do in a movie just isn't right.

- ya, there's a limit for sure.

40. Don't let ex-girlfriends cause drama, relationships are stressful enough.

- ya, if they get in the picture i will mock you and them until you cry. endings are endings.

41. It takes a special kind of stupid to forget birthdays.

- ya, but then i don't date/fuck stupid guys so that won't happen, right?

42. Guys who are good cuddlers = guys who know how to satisfy a woman.

- ya

43. "Fat Chicks" have feelings too.

- ya, except there are no fat chicks.

44. Silent treatment, shoulder shrugs, tears, yelling and nasty looks all add up to . . . YOU DID SOMETHING WRONG!

- ya, but it works better to use our words...when we can.

45. If you are not a good dancer, please be self-aware.

- ya

46. Just because a girl doesn't pick up on the first ring doesn't mean she's not waiting by the phone.

- ya :)

47. You don't have to spend a lot, if it means a lot.

- ya

48. Don't say you love me if you don't mean it.

- ya

49. Don't lie to us . . . we will catch you.

- ya, unless you think i'm a moron, in which case you will regret it.

50. When the girls get together, we talk about EVERYTHING. Meaning my best friends know everything about you

- well, except for really intimate things. there's value in sharing a few things that are ours.

Sex Tip #3: Talk to Jewish Girls

i can't believe its been months since a formal sex tip showed up. SORRY! i've meant to do more, but life as life took over. the 3rd tip comes soon.

a bunch of things to catch up to today though. i like michelle branch, the singer. she sings well with santana. she should be his lead singer permanent.

the girl at Maiwa at the net loft. i cruised back, TWICE to see if she's there. outta luck. i'll try more. i am too shy to even talk to her, i just wanna see her again. she's amazing to look at.

me and sanna went to sandbar thursday, the day after her "21st" birthday. it turns out sanna is a bit of a liar. she just turned 19. that made her 18 at sunshine valley. she acts alot older than she is. obviously. i found out more why. she was an only child until she was about 10. her folks lived in southern Sudan, the Christian part she says. i don't know much about African Christian geography, though.

anyway, Sudan is not a wonderful place for Christians. they spent some time in Kenya once they got out, then Marseille, a place she was always scared in at her young age then. her folks eventually settled in Oshawa of all places before they moved out to the coast where her dad's in chemical engineering. whew. anyway it was tough moving and running around. sanna grew up fast i guess and acts with a self-assureness that bud and his bro don't even have. but that's no sweat.

but i think she's still missing some youthful vitality because life's been more serious for her then for most Canadians. and what she's not really experienced she just doesn't talk about. that lets her appear more mature than other girls her age. not that she's not that mature, but she needs to party more. :)

anyway, that was thursday. sandbar was a blast and we got goodly loaded and came home.

what's home. ok offtopic here but tough shit.

i'm housesitting for a couple of late 40s yaletown garried guppies. huh? i was too hungover to goto the dyke march today, but char did. she told me someone there told her about being garried. gay+married=garried. pretty cool. guppies=gay yuppies.

my uncle pete knows these guys. one of their sisters is an actor in town. you can imdb her, which is very very cool. but it's all the shit films and shows they show here, not even x-files which she hated anyway. anyway uncle pete's in town and is spending time with this woman, "sara". and her bro and his husband and in new zealand for august doing some gay thing and she's housesitting, but pete's taken her to tofino to kayak up into some rainforest. and thus we're housesitting. me and sanna.

i've been here since wednesday. sanna came over to crash thursday night and is still here.

uncle pete needs a mention. i love uncle pete. he's the only sane member of my family. my dad's an asshole and far far far far away, my mom's a recovering doormat, my sister was awesome, she's gone though. i miss her alot. uncle pete is my mom's only brother. he still lives in the 80s. he had a mullet until last year [it worked for him though] when he went all Bronsky Beat. i'm still trying to figure out what that means. i know it was an 80s British band that i think was gay. but i don't get the hair reference yet. anyway, pete's hair is now a cm long. he looks good. he always looks good. :)

anyway, about 10 years ago when my "family" was still together [in its very broken way] pete spent a summer with us. my dad was in and out of town on "business" [his ho in Prince George] and i got to get a sense of who my mom was before she conceived me, married the sperm donor and started becoming what is a mild tragedy. she sounded cool. pete is cool, though. since the mid 90s, i've been caring for his LP collection. i like 80s music. his 45s from the 70s are pretty special too.

my email address includes sunmoonwindrain which is from a Tears for Fears song from my second favorite of their albums, Seeds of Love. my fave is The Hurting, especially Suffer the Children, for obvious reasons.

pete emails sometimes and tells me lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng stories about what he's doing. his material possessions [aside from his albums] fit in a car's trunk. he travels around the USA singing, busking, picking up short term bike courier stuff with a company with offices in tons of cities. and he writes songs, hits Burning Man [i have to go], and generally marches in anti-war rallies and sleeps on couches of US military deserters homes who are themselves living under the radar a bit.

sometimes i'm on msn and pete will ding me and we'll talk for hours. sometimes he sends things to me in the mail that i know are from him. an In and Out burger tshirt from Arizona. a beer mug from a bar in New Orleans that i fear isn't there anymore. with that one he sent a pix of him on a hotel balcony during Mardi Gras. 4 bottomless women holding their shirts up to show their tits stood all around him. 2 of them had gooned expressions. good times. :) and another pix of him in a glass hotel elevator with a woman in a tight dancing dress peeling it down to show her tits. in the glass you can see a bit of a reflection of another hottie taking the pix. pete lives well.

also, some mint from Georgia. and a Fenway Park pennant from Boston. that kinda stuff.

anyway, he's my grounding some times. moving out from home outside Penticton into Penticton, then moving to UBC, then leaving UBC, then finding a good place to continue school. he kept up solid in all those times. he wasn't around when my family fell to real shit, but he couldn't of done anything then anyway. but whatever.

ok. i've just read all this. i was gonna cut it all except the start, but sanna said no. she read my last post and this one and says i should keep it all. wtf. :)

ok. so the garried guppies.

i meet the sister [in imdb, the first i've met] on wednesday when i pack my shit in here. she's lovely. i'm pretty sure i saw her in Bard on the Beach a few years ago, but i don't recall which year i was there and [blush] which actual play i saw. whoops. anyway, "sara" is sweet and she and pete are goooood friends, but they're very free people who remain commited to loving relationships. for pete it's 3 or 4 women including sara around the continent. i can understand that.

i also have one of pete's March for Jesus shirts from along time ago. i haven't looked at it lately, but pete was into that for a while. i told him about reverent agnosticism and showed him my blog in BigChurch.com and he gets it and buys it and added his Buhddist minimalism thing into it. i don't totally get that but that's cool. when i read Sidhartha, he says i'll get it. :)

so pete and sara drift away on thursday and sanna and i hit Sandbar and come home to crash. yesterday was a spectacular day.

it was the most recent except for today, spectacular day. we ended up hitting the Folk Fest and sat on the beach on the sunday night during the full show. Jane Siberry [i have one of pete's albums of hers. it's got Mimi on the Beach, her famous song]. she's changed her name to something i gotta look it up. and she's "selling" her music online now by donations or free. getting outta the capitalism thing of it or something.

anyway, sanna and me sat on the shitty sand at Jericho to listen to awesome music. and we strolled around the vendors [the sand at Wreck is the only good non dusty, not full of sticks and front end loader tracks sand in the lower mainland. i'm a sand snob sanna says. she's right. sanna likes her name in here. she's gonna go by sanna now. if she does she has to pay me a loonie every time anyone calls her sanna.].

the title, remember it? Jewish girls? i'm getting there.

so we're at Jericho not being able to afford the vendor's stuff and when Folk Fest ends we join a drum circle. it ends cuz people said there's another one out at Spanish Banks. this wrecked guy won't go though, because he's rambling about how Double Standard promised to come so he's gotta be there. whatever. i googled double standard and i don't know WHAT he's talking about. we go. and we dance and dance and dance. we're not even boozed up. we're just in the move groove. and since we were close enough to wreck beach i took off my shirt and bikini top. another chick was wearing just a deep v-neck see thru tunic. luscious woman. i really enjoyed dancing that free. i don't do that at wreck cuz i'm not crazy enough to stay there overnight.

sanna kept her clothes on. too bad. :) though she appreciates my breasts.

well. that was Folk Fest for cheap folks. and sanna and me do our thing and get together for sandbar. yesterday we slept in until banana pancakes. and we're sitting on the balcony, cramped as it is, watching the people in the 2 building we can see into and napping. no sex. no nudity. just boring people doing boring things. not as boring looking as us on the balcony, but boring still. we weren't bored. talk was good.

then in mid-day i'm looking over and down a floor or two and i see this woman with shoulder length blond curly hair and blue and green plain thigh length shorts and NO SHIRT stretching against the wall of her balcony, she's like leaning forward to stretch out her calves or something. she looked so hot. sanna saw her too. then i looked back a few minutes later and she hasn't moved. sanna's like, shit, that's too wierd. we're still hungover i think and the sun isn't helping.

and this woman? it turns out when we stand up and look at her closer and we go inside to get a different angle through the windows, that she isn't a woman. she's a clay pot [her tanned back] with dead flower stems and leaves that spill abit over the edge [her hair] and sitting on a table with a green and blue plaid table clothe [her shorts]. we SCREAM laughing. if you don't see this as funny, you need to have been there i guess.

so anyway, yesterday while in recovery, we talk about lots. sanna broke up with her bf and has seen buddy's bro twice. living in the valley makes it tough for that situation. but they're not dating, just fucking. no stress then. sanna's past the born again virgin thing. though i must confess i admire her attempt at it.

and we talked about girl sex stuff and orgasms and grinding and such. she keeps track of her orgasms in her journal. she's not afraid of everyone on the internet knowing either. very cool. 6. that's how many. 1 in sunshine valley. 2 with bud's bro since then. and 3 on her own in the last year. and considering that SHE JUST GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL 5 WEEKS AGO [lying bitch], i'm pretty impressed that she had orgasms while still a high school student. i read a survey once that said few girls do in high school. they have lots of sex and lots of guys cum in and on them, but they way more often don't. tragic. feminism is not dead.

but we talked about methods and techniques and stuff and tho she knows i'm bi and isn't interested in playing with me, she did agree to cool off yesterday in the mid afternoon heat in a nice cool bath where i could show her what i do with my vibe. it was SPECTACULAR to cum when she was watching. it was a great gift to me even if she won't let me fuck her.

and yes, we're getting to the Jewish girl.

ok. how about now. when i was in rez at UBC there was a Jewish girl on my floor. she had a thing on her door frame. i can't remember what it's called. there were also two Sikhs and a Muslim girl then two. i know they chatted together if they weren't best friends. i was a closet christian that year so i didn't take part in the comparative religion yaks they seem to have had. too bad. i missed out there. there's a Jewish girl at my school now. she's got the thing on the door.

next door to the garried guppies in this building is a Jewish girl. woman actually. she's like 30. after our bath yesterday. we go out for some booze. she's got a thing on her door frame. she comes out wearing a really nice white dress with red polka dots. it's almost knee length. it's loose at the top. with spaghetti straps. i take a peek in the elevator but see nothing. i'm tempted to drop my keys to get her to bend over to pick them up. not.

anyway, she's heading out to dinner and a flick with her bf. we walk out into the lobby and head out towards the lickher store. we see buddy pulled up in a nice sedan and she pops into the car and waves bye. bf's wearing a yamika. how do you spell yamika?

anyway we go get booze. and put in a call to one of my bud guys who promises to swing by with some stuff before 600pm. nice.

we get off the phone and check messages. buddy from ubc and his bro want to come into town, where am i staying, am i housesitting, do i know i owe them a place to crash for a couple nights, can they come into town early and crash before the fireworks tonight [which we can see a bunch of them from the balcony, yay]. so i tell sanna that her dad called and said she needs to come home.

ouch. the girl can PUNCH.

bud and bro swing by after 700pm and we order pizza. sanna and bro watch a movie and talk and talk and talk. i like how they talk. it's so cool. they like to talk. but me and bud slide into the bedroom where he slides into me and i feel good. bud's an interesting guy. i can count on one thumb how many guys i've met who don't mind tasting their own cum. we fucked for a while, he came, i came close. he pulls out and i wipe a bit. then he starts licking me. i'm still cummy with sweat and my cream around, but i've never known a guy who'll suck me when his [or someone else's] cum is still in/on my pussy. bud's a good guy. way to go bud.

we shower and go go out to catch the rest of the movie and sanna and bro are already necking and grinding. sanna goes, thank you for the last couple days, holly. this is in return for today's lesson. and she takes bro's shorts down, takes off hers and her panties and starts grinding on top of him on the couch beside where me and bud are sitting in the love seat. [sanna's not even blushing right now as i'm typing this. wow. good girl.]

and she slides bro's cock into her and lifts up and rests down on it, up and down, just for me. well, her too she says. totally. at the same time she's doing one of the things with her clit that i showed her in the bath. and i'm just in a daze watching that white cock slide in and out of her black black pussy. such a beautiful site. and when she cums, bro is so thrilled that he cums too. they wipe up and go shower.

and that's enough of the movie. now bud and bro have brought season 1 of 24, which we've never seen. i've seen every Alias except for one in the 3rd season, but i won't watch 24 until i can do it right.

so i say, hey, let's play pool first. the common room in the building is on the second floor above the lobby. it has pool and foosball and a big couch and monster tv for hockey parties or Super Bowl or whatever. we go down and it's not booked and no one's in, so we sign up and head in.

we play some pool. we watch 5 or 6 episodes. and bud and bro go out for some nibblies. the pot is working.

it's like 130am.

and me and sanna are sitting in the big chair in front of the window watching the people roam around looking for the hot dog guys. there's this one pair of guys we see go back and forth 3 times. they're first nations. young guy has ghetto wear on and we walks with a swagger like a dealer-pimp. older guy wears shorts and a Canucks shirt and walks with the humility of the Dali Lama. i can't get a read on them. is it just immaturity and self-consciousness that makes a guy walk like that?

anyway, before bud and bro get back, the sedan pulls up in front of the lobby door. we can see down. Jewish girl next door in her awesome dress is sitting there. car goes off. lights go off. i can see more down her dress from a floor above a high lobby than i could beside her in the elevator. nice tan i think.

they start necking. i guess this based on her body posture leaning left and his black shirted arm wrapping over her back. we can't see their heads cuz there's no sunroof.

this goes on for a few minutes. me and sanna are impressed. they're right there on the street, but it is late. only like 3 people go by in the 5 minutes we watch. during that time, bf's hand reaches between her legs twice rubbing her pussy over her dress, and up over her boob like 5 times. after the third time down to her pussy, i see her pop her head over towards the window. it's closed. air conditioning i guess. she looks up and down the street. but not up!

then she twists in her seat and slides her panties onto the floor and lifts her skirt halfway up her thigh and lies her head back onto the headrest. we still can't see her face.

i've heard that Middle Eastern girls have a reputation for being firey horny. what that's based on is beyond me. who cares. maybe it's a male desire of Middle Eastern girls. maybe it's true. don't know.

bf slides his hand back between her legs now, this time underneath. she pushes the skirt down a bit over his forearm. he starts rubbing her. she's a fan as she's clearly breathing heavier. bf's other hand slides her left strap down and slides under her dress to feel all the way down to her nipple. she's happy. after a few minutes he stops and slides his arms back. me and sanna look at each other and lean back so our faces aren't totally up against the window but still so we can see. 15 seconds later, 2 girls walk by their car. bf's clearly watching out for pedestrians. :)

another 10 seconds and he's back into her. i'm getting wet. sanna just said she was too. good for you sanna! another few minutes go by and he stops once for a fellow walking by and then another few minutes before the girl clearly cums. she's been holding the right arm rest generally. at one magical point she squeezes it and bends her arm to almost a right angle, lifting her torso forward and dropping her dress to show us part of her left breast.

we're quite impressed. i'm a voyeur. i embrace it. i like to watch. i like porn, soft porn better than hard.

and so. talk to Jewish girls. my plan is to meet up with the woman next door and have a chat and get to know her and get a sense of what sex tips for Jewish girls would look like. and it might not happen. i'm only here until pete's back. but my idea goes for all Jewish girls i meet. or Muslims or Sikhs or anyone who's in a religion where there are codes for behaviour, regardless of whether or not they are different for guys and girls.

so if you are one of those girls, email me or comment on this and let me know what your story is. cuz i bet we have something in common.

we're all in this together, even if each of our this-es are different. maybe it's a chick thing. i don't know. but it is something. and that's why i started this blog anyway.

time to burn. fireworks starting soon, just heard a warning boom.

in touch,
holly

Commited to Virginity or Just Not to Him?

so, june was housesitting and it went into july a bit. then me and a bud from ubc, who i liked but just as a friend, got together for bellinis a couple times and he invited me up to sunshine valley just past hope.

his family has a place on a stream there. they're pretty cool. dad's in real estate in langley and is a charismatic christian. mom's into saddles. she seems pretty grounded. bro is into timbits at tim's. he says he makes tens of thousands each day. whatever. :)

so we're up there for most of july. got back yesterday to sleep on some more couches. my sweetie char gets me for a while i guess. you rock, char!

i did the math and i think i could pretty much skip the couches and ride cocks the rest of the summer until the journey to school again. not that i'd let someone fuck me for a place to stay, but i know enough worthy fellows to spend more time on futons than couches with too wooden arms. but i won't. not because of anything but i don't feel like it.

sunshine valley has a pool. me and bud and his bro spent some time there most days before and after his folks went back to the city last wednesday. while there we met "sanna", a gorgeous fijian chick who was also there with her family. her family also goes to a charismatic church. her brothers were much younger than her, like 8 and 10 years so she was really bored and we started to hang out, the four of us.

sanna liked bud's dad cuz they talked about the spirit alot. my sense of the spirit is quite different, but they're cool and i got alot of insight about their way of being in it. that's cool.

she hung out with us for a few days before bud's folks took off. we'd play scrabble, hang at the pool, sit in the stream, hike a bit. whatever.

and me and sanna had some great talks sitting in the stream or at the pool. she's 20. turns 21 in august. we're going to sandbar for some goodtimes. her bf is a nice guy she says. he sounds like it. she's had a few before him, she went all the way with her first a few times before she got saved. but this guy, who's also fijian [for whatever that's worth] and charismatic wants to have sex with her and she doesn't. she's a born again virgin. and she's been doing well since the first bf. but this guy's realllllly into getting her to say yes. she says he says he is too, but this is different. i can see that...she's a pretty awesome chick.

she's like all over how nice he is and everything, which is so nice, but there's always this lingering "but" in the air that she can't name. so i say, what's the "but" and she says there is none. for a few days. and finally, she goes, even if she were interested in having sex, she wouldn't do it with him even though she really likes him. i wait and wait and wait and she finally goes, he's just not physically appealing to her. he's attractive, she says, but not to the point where she's all gonzo.

anyway, bud's folks head home and we stay. we swing into hope for some booze and bud, not bud, but bc bud. and head back. sanna's hanging out alot and the first night, bud goes from just a friend from ubc a few years ago to a splendid cock to ride. lotsa luving. by the weekend i was riding bud and bro and things were quite nice. walking around in the cabin by the stream wearing just a tshirt, enjoying the freedom of virtual nudity. there's a walking trail between the cabin and the stream so we can't go all buff. and sunday, sanna's over for the day while her family went into hope for church and walking othello tunnels and we get some drinking in and sanna becomes SANNA.

now i'm not saying born again virginity is a joke. it's not. i respect it and people who attempt it. i don't agree with its necessity, but that's not the point. people do as they do. and that's cool. same with me.

but after all the talking a few days earlier, sanna's final part of the story is that she's not as commited to the born again virgin thing as she had been. but she wasn't interested in breaking it with her bf. but she wasn't really aware of that in her mind.

SANNA came out on sunday after a good amount of pear cider and i like to think hanging with us, bud and bro in trunks and me in my long orange shirt and even though i'm not so busty, i think i put in an erotic tone to it all. she and i didn't fuck, but i think i wore off on her. at any rate, when bud was sitting on the couch, i sat on his lap and he started grinding, which was subtle at first cuz sanna was there. but it got past subtle and i just got into it and bud's hands got me off under my shirt.

and sanna became SANNA on bud's bro as she plunked down on his lap too. before i came, i opened my eyes and came up for air to see SANNA sitting on the chair, shorts and bikini bottoms on the floor and bud's bro's tongue all the way inside her pussy and one hand rubbing one of her boobs that had been released from its top. she has the blackest labia i've ever seen! absolutely gorgeous.

then me and bud retired to a bedroom to keep it on and let them go too. their grooving for several days i guess set them up for some booze and play. good for them! i knew they were casual, but i wouldn't have predicted that.

i felt all sorts of things in the following three days. i enjoyed bud. i liked his bro, but bud's better at his cock play. but whatever. both of them are very special guys. i really like and respect them. but i ended up [not surprisingly i guess] envying bud's bro cuz he got to get into sanna so well. she's very attractive, has a sweet soul, talks well, has a sly but not mean sense of humour, and is just outgoing enough. and i think as much as deedee doodle is hot, she's not a "real" person in "real" life like sanna is. or char. and i don't know if sanna's into girls. we never got that far in talking.

we're gonna meet saturday night at jericho to hang on the beach and pick up some of the folk fest sounds. and i don't wanna just pounce my idea on her, but i do need to drop the rest of my truths on her to see where she's at.

but she threw me a bit this past week. i was seeing her as a woman in a bit of confusion about guys and sex and stuff and i didn't want to lay a package of stuff on her, just be there for her as a friend. and it was when she was doing bud's bro that i started to feel more for her than i had earlier in the week. not that that's bad, i think. i was really concerned about helping her understand her and the born again virgin thing verses whether she wanted to sleep with her bf [they broke up this afternoon. no shock]. and i think i was there for that. and i'm glad of that.

but now, i just think she's hot and so worthy of investing time into each other. and if not, not. she's only 20 after all. for whatever that's worth.

the other thing i was thinking, which i'll ask sanna about when it's ok to, is to ask about how some [certainly not all or most] of the charismatic folks i've met who are more emotionally intense in normal social company, if they are more emotionally intense in bed.

cock riding is one thing, riding a charismatic cock may be something else alltogether.

so. if you're reading this and your a charismatic man or woman, lemme know!

in touch,
holly

DeeDee Doodle

the doodlebops are a pretty amazing band. i'm not 4 years old, but i can certainly apreciate them.

they are much fun on those days i wake up before noon.

the thing about deedee doodle is that she has a great spirit and a great voice. and after a bit of searching and filtering out the porn actress lisa lennox, i found the lisa lennox who plays deedee.

and it's silly, but i have a crush on deedee doodle, like probably many 4 year old boys.

pinch me!

in touch,
holly

Emotional Spectrum - Warm Fuzzies to Angerfests: Pants really ought to be stronger.

Emotional Spectrum - Warm Fuzzies to Angerfests: Pants really ought to be stronger.

so i got home from a day at wreck beach the other day and i figured something else out. it's been a week of learning BIGtime truths.

at the beach i was hexing and warding off the 21 year old losers from cloverdale who wear knee length shorts and cowboy hats and try to put there blankets down near pairs of naked girls. and i got thinking about dressing provocatively.

there's such a black and white thing about it. girls should dress hot cuz they might be responsible for rapes. the alternative is to dress such as to not enrage male hormones.

first question: why then don't we wear burkas cuz that's what they're for in islam?

but the point i figured out is this: it's not OUR fault that some men have rapist tendencies. to dress so as to not provoke those criminal acts, WE must change OUR ways. that means the rapists among us are allowed to not have to address their rapist tendencies.

what about the middle road: dressing hot cuz it's nice to show off a body i'm proud of and let girls and guys enjoy it WITHOUT FEARING THEY'LL RAPE ME.

then it's the double standard thing: guys can dress hot and slutty and love it and girls love it and everything's ok. what's the difference? the difference is that for probly just biological reasons, women usually CAN'T rape men. we aren't strong enough.

so here's a good sex tip for christian and all girls, but particularly hot christian girls that i'd like to see in more sexy clothes. the next time someone accuses you of dressing slutty and uses the argument that they may incite rape or lust, ask why a woman changing her behaviour is the solution for woman-hating men to be allowed to have rapist thoughts. that should be a conversation stopper.

we deserve to look good without being responsible for others' criminal minds.

that said, ryven's post is a fun little day in the life thing to read about and i won't say what she should or shouldnt do about showing boob flesh in job interviews or other contexts, but it got me thinking about what we should be able to do.

that said, cute girls should show their bodies. we deserve it. and you know what? we're ALL cute!

in touch,
holly

Emotional Spectrum - Warm Fuzzies to Angerfests: More thoughts on religion

Emotional Spectrum - Warm Fuzzies to Angerfests: More thoughts on religion

this chick kicks ass!

she's got her head quite on straight!

in touch,
holly

The lie of men who "honour" women: something i learned today

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Sinning!

so i'm housesitting for a friend's cousin for june. vancouver is odd. there's all these new free daily papers. smily folks thrust them at me at busy intersections and the skytrain stations.

the metro, 24hrs, dose...they all seem to be like the ticker running across the bottom of newsworld. factoids without the backstory.

big headlines are kinda silly too.

today's metro is "Sex before 16 is a sin?"

the prime minister's gonna raise the age of consent from 14 to 16 in canada.

so someone goes out and does a morality poll of canadians and finds that 2/3rds think sex before 16 is a sin. well, that's the headline. the poll question actually said immoral.

now, christians know that extramarital sex is a sin. i guess in canada most think 16 should be the lower limit. i didn't lose my virginity until my 20s, but if i could have done it all over again with the ball and chain of a repressive, anti-woman conservative church, 16 would have been about the time for me.

so that's interesting.

also interesting is that 31% think homosexuality is immoral. i guess that includes bisexuality [for me].

but here's something too wierd. only 81% think pedophilia is immoral. wtf?

what are the other 19% thinking? do they maybe not know the definition of the word? are they for some stupid reason unsure? are they interested in diddling kids and admit it to an annoymous pollster by saying they don't think its immoral?

with all the crap the glbt community and liberal christians get, you'd think people would be a little more freaked out about the lack of 100% objection to pedophilia.

or maybe that's just me.

The Solitary: Sluts vs. Virgins: America

a very sick and angry christian writes about torturing revolting teenagers who have sex.

wow.

my comments follow his text.

The Solitary: Sluts vs. Virgins: America

Sunday, May 07, 2006
Sluts vs. Virgins: America
to read the Original Article, click here

Recently a woman reporter on PBS's Frontline did a very telling interview with several young girls. The first three to be interviewed, at first glance, looked like cute fifteen to sixteen-year-olds. But on second glance you notice the depraved features. They're scantily clad and sitting in bed smoking.

What you assumed was innocent girl talk turns out to be their boasting about "He did her, while she did the other guy, who was on top of her friend, while she took his...," etc., etc. And it soon becomes obvious that they're not even hookers because they do it for fun and not for money. It's the "in" thing to do in their peer group.

The interviewer asked them how old they were when they lost their virginity. One said around thirteen or fourteen. The second said she was thirteen, and the third remembered that she was twelve at the time.

Instead of your heart going out to these youngsters, if you're like me, you can't help but feel revolted. There wasn't an ounce of innocence left in any of them. They had become nothing but hardened, empty sex toys ñ and were proud of it.

The scene then changed to three other girls about the same age, three Christian girls who were still virgins. Unlike the three swingers above, these three were outcasts in their high school because they believe there should be no sex outside marriage.

Can you believe the world is this topsy turvy because of the degeneracy of the likes of Bill Clinton and his following of liberal perverts? They think it's normal behavior for youngsters to be passed around like a used condom to male, female, under-age, over-age, all-orifice "love" freaks.

But the three sixteen-year-olds who are still virgins are treated like pariahs in their own school. The new unpardonable sin for the sexopathic left and their victims is moral "hangups." People like the three little swingers, who spread lethal diseases and kill their unborn babies, are not the ones to be pilloried. It's the chaste and decent ones who need to be sent to counseling for their sexual guilt complexes.

Did you think it was only the John Rockers who will be marched off to reorientation camp for their homophobia? You'll be sent there even sooner for praising chastity, so they can fix your "abstinophilia." After all, it might be contagious and bring the country back to some degree of moral decency.

I'm sorry, when I see things like this I can't help but have a fantasy. I imagine that women like the three little swingers are sent to one of the Muslim fundamentalist countries, where they're taught some of the sobering Old Testament truths about their behavior.

It's no wonder that countries where they have strict views on chastity see America as a source of moral corruption in the world. Can you blame them for not wanting to send their daughters here to be turned into rebellious little sluts? Even though there is much hypocrisy in those countries, because of their own corrupt practices, their view of America reflects the extent of moral decay in a country that was once the standard-bearer of decency in the world.

Who's to blame for American decadence? Didn't I say before that it's trickle-down immorality?

Throughout the ages, it always seeps down from corruption at the top. That's no excuse for the followers. We're not forced to go along with it. But, on the whole, it's like a law of physics in the area of society and morality. If the head starts rotting, it spreads throughout the whole body. If your brain becomes corrupted with perverse attitudes, your body will follow suit. You'll see it in your face and eyes and in your body language. It will undermine your physical health even if you're lucky enough not to contract a communicable disease.

A country is no different; even the entire world is no different. The converse is true as well. Just as in ancient Israel, the country was strong and healthy whenever it had moral, God-fearing kings as it was weak and strife-ridden whenever the kings were evil. Anyone who thinks the U.S. is an exception to this is a victim of the Big Lie.

posted by Solitary Copt at 6:36 PM



wow. i feel sorry for you that you don't even have enough compassion for your heart to not go out to the teens involved in sex.

even without the trite love the sinner, hate the sin, you are just revolted by them.

christians who move straight to revulsion without compassion are not good ambassadors of the faith.

then calling on the three to be tortured until dead makes you right down there with the muslim fundamentalists the USA is fighting a war against.

how odd.

also, i'm not sure how america can be a moral standard bearer for the world when it has invaded other countries over 240 times in its checkered history. i don't know the america you live in.

and if you blame the leadership, Clinton's sure guilty. but what about the warmongering Bush? if he's morally pure, wouldn't the country be turning around to "moral decency"?

trick question. he's not morally pure.

in touch,
holly

Christian Wives as a Dependency Problem

Wow: the top ten things that christian women seek in men.


#4
"Single Christian girls are looking for a guy who can provide a stable environment. Translation: A single woman finds a man appealing who has a steady job and loving relationships with his immediate family members. This shows the single Christian girl that the guy is dependable, consistent and able to provide for a family. This issue of provision is extremely important for a any single woman looking for a mate."

wow. mostly i'm speechless. not to say that christian women who think this is this much of a big deal are spineless doormats, but this is the 21st century. an organized religious institution that promotes female submissiveness is to be destroyed. not that the christian church does this en masse. but there's a vibe out there that reinforces women looking for the knight on a shiny white horse instead of stripping off her clothes and riding that godiva white horse to assert her femininity and independence.

well, not that i am condoning public nudity for all christian girls, :) but come on. i'm a fan of dependable and consistent, but providing for a family? if yer choosing housewife, great. but being married to a house isn't it for me.

#5
"Coming on in fifth place is the issue of physical attractiveness. Christian single girls relay that it’s important (but not most important) that they be somewhat physically attracted to the man they marry. In other words, when a single Christian girl looks upon you, she should find ”something” appealing about you physically. You may not be a Brad Pitt, but you almost certainly have at least one feature that is above average in appearance."

fifth place is where a man should be "somewhat physically attracted" to the woman. first we tell women to look for a man to take care of them. then we lower women's standards to settle for someone who doesn't totally physically make you yearn for him while romping naked.

this advice is dangerous.

in touch,
holly

My Virtual Model

sexy is fun. avatars are cool too. i've got a yahoo avatar that's cool but cartoonish. and they all have dora the explora bodies. i found a bunch of avatar stuff at mvm.com. there u can build your own model that looks like your body and of course dress it in tons of clothes from stores, but whatever.

and while i said i don't put pix of ME up here, cuz i'm not a fool, above is an avatar that is close to me. kinda like the guess girl on the left. my cartoony yahoo avatar is there too. stupid proportions.

when it comes to sex, my body is rocking. i don't have the supermodel proportions. i'm a bit hippy. but i saw a doc on newsworld a couple years ago where they did a study of what's hot for biological man. it wasn't a small bum. hello j.lo. it was proportionality, which i'm blessed with. i'm hippy, but my hips are good to hang on to whilst grinding or eating. this is good.

i don't have a tiny ass. i'm firm and juicy and meaty to rub and grip. i like this alot.

as a teenager i wanted a smaller bum. all the petite girls had them. it took years b4 i could really appreciate what is below my waist. as well as my tiny boobs. B is fine. C and D are big, but my Bs rock. and roll. and slide. and compress just nicely thanks. and nipples are all around. we've all gottem. and i'm good with mine.

at any rate. these swim suits are nice. but i don't buy $150 suits to wear down the cliffs to wreck beach just to take it off again. mind you, when the surrey boys in their cowboy hats and long shorts come down to take advantage of the clothing optional nature of the beach and set up in groups of 3 or 4 near our blanket, it's time to toss on whatever unflattering clothes or frumpy swimsuit i've got.

often times there just polite enough that you can't just leave or ask them to go. there full of questions cuz they so want to get to know us. the worst are the ones with the mirrored shades cuz u never know where there looking.

and i know i'm out there and assertive sexually and stuff, but there's a kinda uninvited [alanis, right?] invasiveness about them and the shades. it would even be less threatening if they took off their shades and i could watch them looking at my breasts or pussy. at least i know where i and they stand. i could work with that.

and the biggest thing is that they won't get naked. and i'm cool with everyone and their process and each person needs time to get to where there comfortable doing it, but they look like there there for the cheap thrills and not so much the culture of nude bodies. that's why god invented surrey peeler bars after all. and sillicone. :)

in touch,
holly

The most beautiful woman in Vancouver

ok. so i'm back in vancruiser for the summer. couch surfing. wreck beach once the temp rises above 25c. and look at the big hole in front of regent college on the ubc campus! killer. probly gonna be a parkade. losers. or maybe a worship theatre. :)

at any rate, i was swinging down by granville island to hang with the glass blowers vibe and meet a gf at emily carr. and strolling through the net loft i see the hat store has finally got some real digs and sweetnees, i slide in to maiwa to see some incredible clothes that i'll be able to afford in a couple decades maybe. but i just wanted to run my fingers through it cuz its so sensual.

charlotte the owner is not who i'm talking about. she's sweet. at least from what i could get eavesdropping on her conversation with an elderwoman. but as i'm leaving this woman walks in and goes behind the counter to do some retail-type stuff--she works there i guess. duh. she's kinda asian with luscious long wavy hair and the slyest body i've seen in a long time. the lululemon clones at kits beach could only DREAM of being her. and she was on another plane of cool vibes that i'd pay my student loan to spend a day with.

i don't know her name and had to fly to meet my best chick. if you know her name, lemme know. post a comment in here. email me. whatever. just lemme know. she's in my mind and intricately linked to my clit already.

anyway. if you know who i'm talking about, we can enjoy some serendipity of knowing the truth of...

the most beautiful woman in vancouver.

in touch,
holly

Christian Girls to Not Use as Role Models

so. Jump5. a nice squeeky clean Christian pop group of eternal happiness and beauty.

i'm in a cynical mood tonight so forgive the lack of belief in these 4 people.

they're all cute. i'd do any of them. they're talented and role models for the squeekier than 7th Heaven crowd but they aren't real.

or at least, they haven't lived enough of life to be well-balanced human beings who've confronted strife and troubles and somehow lived through them to be believable.

this lesley chick is interesting. i'm sure she's a wonderful person who loves god, but there are limits to my ability to buy her as a total package.

here's what i don't buy about her. always bubbly and happy. if this is true, i wonder how sheltered she is. no one is always bubbly and happy if they've been to a World Vision 30 hour famine and learned about why 30,000 kids die every day for no good reason.

she carries her puppy and loves to shop. these things, technically, i can believe. but they bug me. loving to shop is no way for christians to act. god doesn't want us to buy stuff. he wants us to love people. all the crap i can get at the gap is made by children in sweatshops. buying there stuff is no act of love.

making sure she was able to go to prom reminds me of a christina aguilara thing i saw about how she was famous by the time prom came around and it wierded everything out. home school i'm sure is great, but going to prom when yer not part of the school community is a little bit unreal. people who check out of "regular" life things like school are going to have difficulties adjusting to those they went to school with before. or maybe not. maybe her buds are awesome and can totally take her for what she is, which would be great. but people, largely, aren't that awesome.

the marketing of these dudes seems great. there's even an ad/plug/link to the scrapbooking company she buys from in her bio.

there music is crisp and poppy and videos are bouncy and cool.

in the end tho, i think they're all selling something to young people that is not realistic. most people don't carry their puppies and have the ability to love to shop.

reality matters. people who've overcome struggles matter. lesley doesn't cut it for me as a role model. but as i said, i'd do her. :)

in touch,
holly

Sex Tip for Christian Girls #2: the early evening BJ

ok. i can't take credit for this. i learned it from a gf at ubc. not that this is a special ubc trick or anything, but in the dorm i figured out alot of easy ways for life to flow.

these tips aren't in any progressive order. that would be way too complicated.

this tip is for christian girls who are into being sexual of a sort with a christian or non=christian guy. not necessarily intercourse i mean.

it's all about the course of a date in an evening. the great pressure after dinner or a movie or whatever to go back to whoever's place and fool around.

it's all about ladies first. u know? we cum first. that's the golden rule.

but it's hard with boys being boys and all.

once it's time to play around and enjoy each other, guys have waited all night to cum and some of them, those with the least control, often lose it waaaaaaaaaay too early. sometimes still in their pants. what a shame.

and lotsa times once you get to fooling around, rubbing, kissing, sucking and licking, they're way to close already [all night] that they lose their load and then drift into that dazed place that isn't so great for girls to get off.

so the tip is simple, and i thank my friend immensely for it.

it goes like this.

boy comes to your dorm room [or wherever] to pick you up. you invite him in. finish your make up, whatever. let him wait a bit.

then slide up your skirt and flash your panties and watch his cock grow. [or unbutton a few buttons on your top or anything that will let him know his member should stand up.]

kiss him. rub your breast in his face. rub his hand on your pussy. then go down on him.

pull out his cock and love it until it loves you back.

whether yer into swallowing or mopping up. it doesn't matter. let him enjoy your love. but the date's not over. :)

it's just begun.

dinner, then a movie, whatever you're doing.

by the time the end of the evening has come around, he'll already have cum. he'll feel grateful and unless he's a complete asshole, he'll feel some gratitude and want to make it up to you.

this leaves you in the position of inviting him to please you. whether you're into him sucking or rubbing you or any other cock games..whether or not yer into intercourse...you get your rights as a woman to cum "first."

and i've had this debate with many women and girls. technically, he cums first. but until yer dealing with guys who can hold it for more than 3-4 minutes, you need to get him out of the way before you get any. if you can do it early in the evening, so much the better.

oh yes, also get them to watch something about mary so they know the value of masterbating BEFORE coming over.

you may prefer this if you haven't yet gotten into the not so hidden glory of a perforing blowjobs. some girls just never get into it. which is fine.

at any rate, it's important for a guy to clear his "head" before he'll be any use to you in getting you off.

in touch,
holly

Jesus Loves Everything: Abortion Poem V: The Scalping Dance

Jesus Loves Everything: Abortion Poem V: The Scalping Dance

oh yeah. the guy who runs that blog calls it this:


"Jesus Loves Everything: A site dedicated to traditional conservative christian family values"

i don't think God blesses people to make racist poetry.

on it, he's got a bunch of poems about abortion being bad. here's one. i guess being right like he is means it's ok to be a racist too:


Thursday, April 13, 2006
Abortion Poem V: The Scalping Dance

I think I mentioned in an earlier post (the one about manifest destiny) that Indians have promised to perform abortions in South Dakota should the anti-abortion law stand. Well, that angered me so much, God blessed me with the inspiration to write a poem about it. Here it is:

The Scalping Dance

Pow wow wow wow
Pow wow wow wow
HOW HOW!

Indian chief,
Indian chief
Scalping, scalping
Innocence thief!

Feather in his hair,
Evil spirits in the air,
He dances, dances
A fire dance,

The flames
Rising,, rising
They rise

And feed and feed
Because a woman
Will bleed.

And rising, rising
In approval
The flames rise
For a removal.

Indian chief,
Indian chief
Scalping, scalping
Innocence thief!

Laughing, laughing
He tears the womb,
The woman now a tomb
And dances, dances
His fire dance,

The flames
Rising, rising
They rise

Jumping and leaping
For the sacrifice,
Satan’s sign
Of spite for Christ.

Indian chief,
Indian chief,
Scalping, scalping
Innocence thief!

His turquoise beads dangle,
His weathered hands strangle,
And he dances, dances
A fire dance,

The flames
Rising, rising
They rise

Sparkling, crackling
At the fetus’s belly
In his hands
Sticky like jelly.

Indian chief,
Indian chief,
Scalping, scalping
Innocence thief!

His blade slices the head
And its blood runs red,
And he dances, dances
A fire dance,

The flames
Rising, rising
They rise

Lighting up the sky
As the fetus is drained and squeezed
Into a cauldron
And Satan smiles, pleased.

Indian chief,
Indian chief,
Scalping, scalping
Innocence thief!

He mixes it into a potion,
Rubbing it on like lotion,
And he dances, dances
A fire dance,

The flames
Rising, rising
They rise

Fueled by hate
And the mother’s sin
A trail of tears
Left in their wake

Pow wow wow wow
Pow wow wow wow
HOW HOW!

Jesus Loves Everything: A Comment on Women (Why More than 25% need to be beaten)

Jesus Loves Everything: A Comment on Women (Why More than 25% need to be beaten)

oh god. what a sick women-hating fuck this guy is.

his post and my comments are included below. many other people nailed his idiocy in comments as well check them out.

the dumb thing about this is that i've heard people who don't promote beating women say the UN is for the antichrist and we shouldn't trust it. that's just a guess. it might be the best bet for world government but the WTO thing is getting bigger too and it's like, only 10 years old and the UN is 60. WTO's rising faster.

anyway these folks who don't trust the UN need to explain away correct things the UN says like kids die from dirty water. having to always justify things must be hard for the simple minded.

in touch,
holly

his post with my comment below:

A Comment on Women (Why More than 25% need to be beaten)
Apparently 25% of married Syrian women have been beaten. At least according to the UN -- not exactly the most trustworthy organization, given that it will be the vehicle that antichrist uses in his rise to power. But let's assume it's true, and let's assume it's true for all women, in general. Immediately one must question whether 25% of women being beaten is a bad thing, simply because the UN, with it's "study," implies that it is. Anything the UN says is good must be bad, and vice versa. So if the UN is saying that what's happened is bad, then it's most likely good, unless, of course, they have released this study for some other purpose without regard to the morality of the facts, like to hide a nefarious plot to steal the United States' sovereignty.

In this case, I think the fact that women are being beaten is good, but we could be doing better. And here's an example of why. Yet again we are given another example of the inherent differences between men and women, and yet again the inherent differences reveal the inferior, prone-to-evil nature of women. The fact that men are effected more greatly than women by amphetamines is proof that men's brains are naturally more innocent than women's. Man is profoundly effected because he is inherently good and meant to experience pain and suffering without feeling so unnaturally good except when embraced by the love of God. Woman, on the other hand, exists in a drug-like state, because the Devil has so much power over her. And because she's already drugged, real drugs don't have such a powerful effect on her. I would be willing to bet, however, that if you were to run the same tests on Christian women, they would be just as powerfully effected as men. In any event, this is an example of why more than 25% of women need to be beaten, because since women are so inherently bad, it follows that more than 25% of them commit bad, un-God-ly acts and should be punished to keep them in line and bring them to Christ.

And here's another example of why women should be beaten. As I've stated before, God is punishing women by changing their shape so they are less attractive. Now, however, scientists have come up with a formula for the perfect female figure. It is only a matter of time before they or their witch brethren invent some type of potion to make mis-shapen women fit into the formula and thus into clothes that fit and make them look beautiful again. Clearly, the Devil is trying to bring women to his side, and we all know how women can be controlled through their self-esteem. Therefore, it is imperative that we men keep control over the situation with beatings. Otherwise, nearly all women will succumb to their natural impulses and pre-marital sex, abortions, and theivery will run rampant over society. When this happens, I'm afraid, the UN will most likely use the situation to bring it into position to be the world's government, and we will be helpless to stop the rise of the antichrist.

my comment in reply [he seems to have replied to other comments. i hope he replies to mine]:
"Anything the UN says is good must be bad, and vice versa. So if the UN is saying that what's happened is bad, then it's most likely good, unless, of course, they have released this study for some other purpose without regard to the morality of the facts, like to hide a nefarious plot to steal the United States' sovereignty."

wow. it must be great for life to be that simple for you. :)

the UN also wants all the poor people of the world to be able to drink clean water like the rest of us.

they say it's because water with deseases, parasites and chemicals kill people. mainly children.

that must be wrong, eh?

you say the UN "will be the vehicle that antichrist uses in his rise to power"

that's a pretty big premise to go on by faith. like, if yer right, they are evil. if yer wrong, and like the WTO thing will be the world body for the antichrist [my econ prof says it already has 149 of 192 countries as members and more than 2 dozen more are in the process of joining], then yer gonna look like a freakin idiot. and kids will die from dirty drinking water and you'll have said that's not true cuz an evil organization said so.

what if world vision also says kids die from dirty drinking water. the world may be a bit more complext then u think.

"proof that men's brains are naturally more innocent than women's"

well. i'm a woman. i think kids in poor countries die from drinking water. u think the UN is for the antichrist so them saying so too makes it wrong. your brain may be more innocent, but it's maybe less wise/smart too. your logic needs some work.
in touch,
holly

Spanking and Sex

ok. now that i've got that spanking thing outta the way, i should say i'm not into spanking or pain in sex.

i was spanked badly as a kid. maybe someday i'll get into it. but lately, can't say it's ok.

but if you get a thrill on it, live it up!

in touch,
holly

Christians Spanking

i know this is sex tips for christian girls, but i have to divert into a tangent from BigChurch.com. here it is.

less than 12 hours ago, someone posted a poll asking if it's ok to spank kids.

when i voted no, the results were 14 to 4 in favour of it.

i was shocked and i said so. loudly.

i also warned any men in that site who voted yes to never ever ever contact me. they would sicken me.

and then i did a google search and found a bunch of sites where folks were using the bible to justify spanking. i know that stuff is in there, but really, all i felt when i read their arguments is this: "how much of a sick fuck must you be to try to find justification in the bible to hit a child?"

here is one crazy site supporting hitting kids:

http://www.microtech.com.au/balfour/Lectures/Issues/Spanking.htm

and here is http://stopspanking.com

finally, i sometimes wonder why society thinks christians are nuts.

seeking justification in the bible to hit a child is a pretty good example of why christians [sometimes deservedly] get a bad name.

in touch,
holly

My gorgeous photo on my blog...

*** June 2007 update: guess.com took away the image I was using. too bad. she was hot, like me :)



is not me. :)

i'm no dog...woof.

but i'm also no moron. girls who post pix on the web can have them stolen and used for nafarious purposes.

like this pix...which i stole from guess.com.

i'm more hippy, but the basic shape and colouring is me.

in touch,
holly.

Feminism vs. Christianity?

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Sex Tip #1: Dorm Room Sexual Politics

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Reverent Agnosticism

it's important to take the plank out of our eyes before criticizing the speck in someone else's.

this message is lost...or at best i think de-prioritized...by fundamentalist Christians.

they go around judging because more important verses in the bible tell them to fix the world and make it in there image, which they believe is Jesus' image.

the theocracy that that Bush guy in the USA is pushing is just that kinda thing. it's all about what he believes. other opinions and facts that don't fit his view don't matter. Iraq had WMDs? sure they did cuz he believes it to be so. screw the facts. they're in charge so they must be right.

the Christians i can tolerate best are not those who go around with the church lady frown condemning everyone and changing everyone. even though they're full of sin too.

MY priorities make it important to love people first, not judge them.

now, i haven't read too much on reverent agnosticism, but i have heard some things on it. i heard it's a kinda humanist anti-religion thing. but i'm not sure about that. the best i've heard of it came from the organist at a church i was at in Vancouver for a while before their sexist views drove me away.

he said reverent agnosticism is something Christians can hold along with their faith in Jesus. it's a kinda humility position where we do our best to understand the bible as best we can and pick our denomination and all that. but at the same time as being reverent as best we can, we should not be so certain as to say that we're right and all other denominations or even religions are wrong.

like, believe in what i believe, but hold open the possibility that when i die, Jesus will mention that i wasn't totally right.

after all, how likely is it for any one religion to have totally got it right when the similar or far away denominations are so wrong. it's an imperfect world and it's hard to see that any one faith is exactly correct.

to believe so, you might as well be President George W Bush where you get to make up whatever you want cuz God put you in charge of all those nukes.

gimme a break!

in touch,
holly.

And then some ambiguity...

after the post with all the honesty, someone else tossed a comment in. my comments follow it.

Woo! I was hoping i was reading this wrong and actually it is ashame I read it at all. How sad, and I hope nobody takes your advice. May the lord open your eyes, it breaks my heart when people are deceived. Yes God is Good, but His word is very clear.May you truly come to know Him, May he reveal and touch your life.


i wasn't sure if she was saying she hoped she was reading my post wrong or hoping she read the comment full of honesty incorrectly.

judging by the remainder of her comment i think she was dismayd at me.

in response, i gotta say this. i know God. God is awesome. He loves me tons. he respects me and honours me as his creation and i honour him. i clearly don't agree with this person's sense of sex, but in her eyes, that makes me blind.

how sad. again, this brings me to another reference to this reverent agnosticism idea. more on that later.

in touch,
holly

And then some honesty...

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