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Where’s kaya?

Here. Alive. Living what it is that I spend so much time yammering about when Master isn’t home.

Things are moving at a rapid pace and I’m just trying to go with the flow and not dig my heels in. Digging my heels in only gets me road rash anyway.

I think we might be going away for the weekend. I’m not sure yet.

I’m having a word-block. One of those times where there are too many words and not enough time to sort them out.

~cunt

 

5 Responses to “Where’s kaya?”

  1. Zille says:

    That’s fine, my friend! Sometimes it’s okay just to live life and not blog it (GASP! — I know, shocking words!)

    Eventually, the words will come and I’ll be looking forward to reading them.

    (And I’m jealous! It’s going to be a little-or-no-play weekend for me, and you know that makes Zille a sad girl!)

    I’m sending you fortitude, and your Master (even more) wicked inventiveness! :D

  2. Carrie Ann says:

    You’ve been missed, fer shur, but we’re always glad when S gets home and we know you’re gettin’ some. :)

  3. lee ann says:

    i always miss you, even when you post. :P

    i wish you a great weekend. :)

    hugs tight,
    lee ann

  4. Danielle says:

    Funny you should mention “road rash” remind me to tell you what happened this weekend at the biker rally!

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