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Saturday, October 4th, 2003
5:15 pm - sick with cute

i am a kitten smitten with a bunny. i recommend austin to any lady looking for a good man.

this is jeff, jeff is my awsome fantastic killer bunny style austin living boyfriend and he rocks ass!

it is new and wonderful and makes me feel great!

he left to go back to austin today and i am a bit sad, hopefully i will be in austin next weekend to visit him.

current mood: loved

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Friday, September 19th, 2003
1:39 pm - a quote from my best friend melissa

I am not a fan of feminists or their mumbo-jumbo. Please shut up and let us real women continue to be lazy and live off of men.


god i love her

current mood: calm

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Saturday, September 6th, 2003
3:36 pm - back in the saddle...

kickin' it like it should be, the professors are slowly but surely getting back in the game with a week of debauchery and plenty of stories to tell. our charm is our seeming innocense, our secret is our lack of it. soundtrack of the week: portishead, devo, air. i think you understand.

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Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
6:32 pm - makes me swoon

all night long i wondered what it would be like.
the feeling i got from looking at you told me to
move closer. i thought about making a leap of
faith, but shyed away instead. then not realizing
what i was doing it happened. for some reason i
didn't fight it, and for some reason you were
suprised by it. all reasoning was lost at that
moment, and not caring what happens next i
realized... i went straight to sleep that i would
not forget. i slept better than i had in such a
long time. in the morning i didn't want to wake
because i realized... the best part of my night
was the goodnight kiss, and i didn't want to stop
dreaming of it.

sweetest thing i have ever gotten through friendster, how did i get so lucky

current mood: ecstatic

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Saturday, April 26th, 2003
11:04 pm - hey! heeeey!

eve elitist! eve pretentious! where are you guys!

i'm thinking, i have got to get together with the both of you at some point soon. i'm going crazy here. and we have so much to catch up on.

call, or i will call you after my parents leave.


(i guess this is becoming our own little message board? ah, whatever.)

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Tuesday, April 1st, 2003
1:23 am - it's about that time again

reminder: hp's have not been given in about a month, have we dwindled down to sexkindoflikeboyswhotalkaboutsex? i didn't think so....so what have you done that deserves an hp? i know there's something...eve elitist? eve pretentious? bethie? anyone?

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Wednesday, March 26th, 2003
1:13 pm - Awwww


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Wednesday, March 12th, 2003
2:24 am - 100 Proof Hero

this is John, Ian and Doug from 100 proof hero



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current mood: awake

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Thursday, March 6th, 2003
6:14 am


Which Sex and the City Vixen Best Matches Your Sex Style?

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6:07 am

"You bastards that think that we do not goo unless you do something..."

-professor fucks-a-lot on discharge

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5:39 am - if they only knew...


Which Sex and the City Vixen Best Matches Your Sex Style?

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Wednesday, March 5th, 2003

today i spent the lions share of the morning in the "feminine needs" aisle, stocking the various obvious sundries involving the female plumbing structure. this could have easily ruined my day, blissfully it didn't. however; it is my bar-none, least favorite section of the store to work in. i've been avoiding it like the plague for months, but with a slightly diminished workload (and a not insignificant modicum of piss-poor timing) i ended up there without the flimsiest of arguments against the task.
it's not that i have negative feelings toward tampons. i'm not fond of pads, and i really don't get the idea of pantyliners, but i don't dislike them or the concept behind them. my main issue with aisle four as a whole deals with the OTHER ephemera displayed. let me play for you on my mandolin of rancor:
for the sake of argument, let's say i'm closing in on my date with the dirty red. i go to a drugstore to purchase the necessary crap involved in my unfortunate gender, and to make the scenario more realistic, lets say i'm cramping like mad and cursing my uterus.
as i hobble toward my destination (noting the gargantuan sign hanging above aisle four reading the aforementioned "feminine needs").
keep in mind ladies (i'm going out on a limb here and assuming the members of the gender that can take a piss standing up have ceased reading by now) my only afflictions are pain and the impending flood.
but what am i greeted by on this journey?
first thing in the aisle, to your right: diet pills, energy bars, slimfast, diuretics and thirty-seven flavors of ephedra.
ok, so not only am i cramping and messy, i'm also fat and slow...
two feet down; again, on your right: powders, wipes and liners: to combat "an excess of personal moisture"...
great! cramping, messy, fat, slow and soaking my damn pants!
five more steps: the evil that is massingil plus generics for every floral atrocity therin their line, "sudsing personal cleansers" crosslisted as "body wash" (that genre is one aisle over, by the way) and thirty different kinds of pregnancy tests.
let me get this straight, i'm cramping, messy, fat, slow, soaking my damn pants, dirty, possibly knocked up, and my stuff smells rotten? fuck!!!
and at the end of the aisle: personal lubricants, "stimulating creams" and herbal supplements diagnosing and claiming to treat "irritability"....
so that would make me cramping, messy, fat, slow, soaking my damn pants, dirty, possibly knocked up, stanky down below, somehow dry (despite the state of my pants) frigid, and "irritable"... .
irritable? i'm a fucking mess! thanks, drug emporium! i never would have known this without you! boy-howdy, with service like this, why shop anywhere else?

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5:27 pm - told you so!


Which Sex and the City Vixen Best Matches Your Sex Style?

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Sunday, March 2nd, 2003
6:19 pm


Let warm winds whisper soft caresses,
as the sun dips down into the earth.
let gentle breezes roll slowly across the lands,
carrying wisps of passion and love to all who feel its
can you feel me? i'm coming ever so closer...

Close your eyes, you can see imprints of me behind
your eyelids,
sinking teeth and nails into the tenderest parts of
your flesh,
exposing your nerves to new planes of excstasy.
you cannot escape this.
ever so closer, can you feel me?

Running my fingers down your back, around your waist,
i whisper your god's name into your ears, for only he
knows the way you make me feel.
a feeling i will return, one look, one caress, one
one bite at a time.
ever so closer, i am here, with you, taking you to
places you only dream about,
enchanting you with visions and sensations capable of
sating even the most amourous of nymphomanics. still
embraced,i lift you upwards, torwards the heavens, to
lay you down on clouds of silk.
but now, i trade silk and velvet for leather and lace.
welcome to the rapture.

Feel your clothes slide down your body, pooling around
your feet. you wont need them where i'll take you.
arch your back as my nails gouge out little rivers
down your back, and my name escapes your lips in a
dying whisper. its the last thing youll be able to say
clearly. feel your hands put behind you, feel my teeth
raking across your wrist, then feel nothing more as
they are bound together with thick leather straps.
feel your legs forced apart, kept that way by a small
steel bar.

you are now prone, defenseless, and ready for every
sensation i have come to bring you.

first, come the tiny little bites, ever so small,
starting at the ankles, the bites get bigger as i go
up, stopping just below the waist.

you will not find the release you seek yet, darling.

then things get darker, as i cover your eyes in black

you hear a match burning. then, a small drop of cold
water hits you just below your bellybutton, to be
replaced by a warm drop of wax, just above an ankle.
hot, cold, hot, cold, i leave you wondering what and
when you'll feel again.

hours of slow, amourous torture.
until you hear a few small clicks. you can move your
hands again.
a few more clicks. you can move your legs again.
and now you can see.
you can see me enter you, you can feel me inside of
you, as you squirm and moan and scream and cry because
it feels too good to be true.
hours and hours go by as you reach new heights of
this ride will never end.

Ok girls. This is from the EX fiance as well as the one that is posted on my personal LJ. Who thinks he stil kinda likes me?


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Monday, February 24th, 2003
7:50 am - ahh...how true, how true

Orange info
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Sunday, February 23rd, 2003
10:32 pm

I still don't understand this whole breakup thing.

Scott is crazy *giggle*

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Friday, February 21st, 2003
5:11 am

five of the bastards in RGRS at once
i get an hp for this shit- five of them... all at milemarker, i know what i like

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Wednesday, February 19th, 2003
5:24 am

professor sucks-a-dick gets an hp.

i'll explain to you all in the morning, you have to hear it in person.

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Tuesday, February 18th, 2003
7:21 am

It IS intruding and rude! Come on, i know i am not alone in this! Fine, if i am alone in thinking sex with boys is rude, at least i got an HP for it *smile*! Me, Myself, and I are going to go play tag now! WOW I need sleep.

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6:27 am - movin' on up

and an hp to eve (elitist) for her marvelous quote, one to eve (pretentious) for something i now cannot recall (remind me, eve, it's in the journal and i don't have it with me), and i have gained another, approved by professor sucks-a-dick, for hot night at mable peabody's. bringing the tally to:

prof. fucks-a-lot: 8
prof. sucks-a-dick: 8
prof. lickety-split: 5
prof. fucky-mc-fuck: 1

you're missing out on our swirling vortexes.

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