Negativity, optimism, you control yourself, I challenge you!
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Posted:May 7, 2013 12:41 pm
Last Updated:May 21, 2013 12:07 pm
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First off, negativity. I have a problem with getting overwhelmed with it. I see it in the news, on the roads, at work, etc. the thing is, negative emotions are sticky. They clump onto you, they stay with you. "MOST" minor positive emotions don't stay, don't stick. Think. When an idiot driver almost hits you because of their stupidity, it sticks with you, you want to tell someone about that idiot. You don't think about the 80 other drivers that were good drivers ... because you expected them to be good, but that one idiot ...
Negative emotions clump till they overwhelm. You can control this. You can have a better day simply by stating and by believing that you WILL have a better day - and if bad things happen, stating and believing that you will not "let" that ruin your good day. Is this optimism? I don't believe so, just maintaining your thoughts / beliefs.
Concern, concern is not negative. Concern is taking issues into account. Concern is a good thing, but don't let concern turn into negativity. Think about concerns that you have, take them into account, then rock what you're going to do.
You made it this far, WTH is this? A self help post? I ... don't really know. What I do know, is that I hold onto too much negativity. Negativity sells, people want to hear about other's negative experiences ... warnings, news, gossip. At the same time, people don't want to hear about negative experiences, we complain about soo much negative stuff, when all complaining does is spread the negativity. You can control yourself. We can control ourselves. Don't let negativity overwhelm you, nothing comes from that.
My challenge to myself, my secret lurkers, my watchers, and random visitors. Take one negative experience, major or minor, state that you are ok with the fact that it happened, you have learned from it, and just let it go.
For you to get anywhere, you must take the first step.
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Got a case of the blahs, uncreativity :(
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Posted:May 6, 2013 6:58 am
Last Updated:May 21, 2013 12:08 pm
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It's been too long since I last posted. I kept writing posts, but then looked at them, didn't like the way they were written, they went all over and didn't have clear understandable thoughts ... Blah, I'll try last mondays post yet again, but on the computer, I lose track of my thoughts with this slow typing on my phone (not to mention the auto-incorrect that kicks in every third word, but I'm good at catching those)
This weekend I was busy, but, I didn't get much accomplished.  went out sat to do about eight things that we have been putting off, we need to do them. Ended up babysitting for a friend early on, not a problem, we can still get our stuff done, and we enjoy watching the little one. Got two things done, and decided since we were on that side of town, to stop by the humane society and look at the dogs. Well, as Chris Rock says, if you're going to look for a dog (or anything), then you're getting a dog (anything). Well, we were looking at a dog, and brother ... We got a dog ... A nice medium sized dog, very friendly. So that kind of ended our trip out. Now for the fun part. Our house wasn't ready for another pet, much less a medium sized indoor dog. I tell you, she looked much smaller at the humane society. Our little boy was happy to have another around, they ran around together, all happy till she accidentally stepped on him (he's about one tenth her size) since then, he's felt threatened and keeps giving her hell. I kept having to keep him from getting eaten. She's taken it in stride, but I sure hope he starts accepting her. I keep thinking, dude, the cat beats your ass ... and you want to start shit with a that can EAT you??? SMH
Now with the cat, she's all like "WTF ... I can whoop that little barking pos when he annoys me, but you let that MONSTER in here??? Oh HELL NOOOO!!!" At least it seems like the new doesn't know about cats. I had to hold them and let them get used to one another. The first night, the new would just sit and watch the cat as she stayed under the bed. Now though, the cat will let the sniff her, but if her fur gets touched in any way, she's all back hunched, claws raised, hissing, and the is like, what's this funny furry thing trying to do?
Happy happy, didn't even get around to texting ...
Ah well, if I'm not surprised by stuff then I would rarely end up doing them, and it will be good for me.
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With just a flick of the thumb. (Don't look now ...)
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Posted:Apr 30, 2013 7:59 pm
Last Updated:May 1, 2013 11:12 am
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Well, I have gone and done it. Somehow, today, while roping large logs down, I managed to hurt my thumb.
It's on my right hand, I popped a blood vessel inside it, under the knuckle below the thumbnail. It swelled up for about an hour, pressure was there, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to bend it till the swelling went down. After the hour, my body must have fully healed the popped vessel. The swelling went back down, and it's nearly normal size. All I have is this small (1/2" x 1/3") circle of blood deep inside my thumb. Others would probably say that it was incredibly painful ... I could feel it ... but I'm desensitized to pain, more of a curiousity than actual pain. (when I ground down my left hand knuckles to the bones / cartilage, that WAS painful) ... I'm not sure what happened to my thumb ... roped down a 200 lb log, then it just kind of felt like my thumb had a pebble rubbing it in my glove, took my hand out, and could still feel the pebble on my thumb (though nothing was there or in my glove), then the swellig happened, and I realized that a blood vessel was broken as the darkness of interior blood showed. It then felt half numb, then pressure built up.
... I am a fast healer. Doctors have been amazed by how fast I recover / heal. Appears that I heal about three times faster than expected ... I dunno, always been like that. Guess that's why I have so very few visible scars.
Anyway, it's much better, I can use it ... just completed a class test, getting ready for the final in that class now ... yuck.
... feels like I'm forgetting to post something that I had wanted to post earlier ... dunno ... dunno.
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When the glove breaks, replace!
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Posted:Apr 26, 2013 11:10 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2013 1:53 pm
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This is what my gloves look like after 4 months. I took this picture showing the old and the new. The PPE supplier doesn't like how quickly I blow out gloves. Doing tree work tears gloves and skin apart. I take his complaints to mean that I truly DO do the most work in the department.
Oh, enjoy! ... I heard someone say. Turn the good intentions into actual good deeds. My challenge this weekend for everyone: turn one good intention into a good deed without any compensation other than the knowledge that you helped someone 
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Blues on a HNW.
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Posted:Apr 24, 2013 7:24 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2013 10:38 pm
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I woke up, found my car iced closed, spent five minutes slamming my body into it trying to break the ice so I could open the door. No dice, made my wife late to work by dropping me off, now she'll have to get off early to pick up me and the boys. Yay ... At least I love seeing her right after work. I do miss that.
Trying to reach a rope end that was just out of reach from the ground. I ran at the tree, jumped up, planted one foot on it, and pushed up and off, grabbing the rope ... and ripping my pants ... So, it's HNW and I'm flashing everyone my junk!  
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... and she was tied to a bed (continuation)
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Posted:Apr 23, 2013 11:11 pm
Last Updated:May 26, 2013 1:11 am
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This is a continuation of the erotic start from Amakamaria 's post [post 3135371] She asked several people to finish her story, and now ... on with the show ('er story ... raise curtain! ... yes now! ...)
You hears me enter the room, the soft crunch of my shoes on the carpet as I slowly step, step, step, up to your left leg. My finger glides gently down your calf to the knot, firmly I make sure it is tight ... step, step, step, I am at your right leg. Warm breath caresses your leg as my hands make sure that knot is tight also. Warm wetness moves up your leg as I give a lengthy flow of light tongue flicks. My tongue disappears as I move up to your right hand, again, making sure the knot is tight. Without a word, I circle around you to your left hand. I breathlessly remind you that at any time, you can end this ... "Trust me." as I tighten the last knot. I arraign the masquerade face mask snugly over your face, any hope of seeing anything quickly vanishes. "It's not on too tight right?" A breathless no escapes your lips. Fingers move under your chin, raising your head. "You are beautiful." Followed by a strong firm kiss. The room feels like it's spinning around and around, end over end, the kiss, firmly, intensely, powerful. A semi-strong manly musk reaches your nose, your lower half feels like it's twisting into itself as desire roars through your body. A kiss, wanting more, but a kiss ... lilac strikes your nose, augementing the manly musk, and the kiss breaks away. Yearning for more you reach out with your lips, head, tongue - nothing. Nothing, no crunching footsteps, no sounds of clothes being removed, the musk and lilac are still present. You start to get confused when you hear me tell you to be still ... I don't want to cut you. You hold still, and feel the knot on your left arm fall away. Tempted to reach out, to feel me, to know that I was just there, you hold back, not wanting to get cut by whatever blade I used. Silently, the knot falls off your left foot, you catch the scent of musk near your right foot. That knot falls off also, the musk grows stronger, as the knot falls off your right arm. You reach up to remove the mask, to see me, curiousity had grown to strong, and no. The mask doesn't move, as if it has grown like a second skin to your face.
"You are my queen, as you deserve to be." I state, as I help you stand. "Come, I have plans." I give you a light twirl and you feel soft felt and lace grace your skin. You hesitate, still lightly holding onto my hand, you hesitate ... this is not what you expected, you wanted fucked. hard. Your questioning mind gets interrupted ... "You do trust me?" I ask, plain, stated, mildly hurt. The tinge of hurt in the question lingers in your mind as you quickly assure me that you do. "No need to be afraid, you can always end this at any time. Come." I lead you forward. Step after step ... no carpet ... there was carpet before, but not ... "Welcome Duke!" an older lady graciously says, "and who is this?"
"She is my queen." I state, and lead you further forward. ... You are astonished by the voice, but before you can wonder more, you hear a murmur of several voices. "DUKE AND QUEEN!" a man rather loudly exclaims as musical instruments start playing. They are live instruments ... playing ... a waltz?
With that realization, you are whirled out, and firmly in a waltz hold by me. We move on, and on, whirl after turn. I lead you on, it is easy to follow. The feeling of freedom, of butterflies in the breeze, around ... lilacs. Your mind tries wrapping itself around what is going on, as a line of ruffles cross your back ... your bare back. As we continue dancing, you become aware that I have clothed you in felt and lace, and with every other whirl, I am stripping you piece by piece. Pressure down below, you feel pressure. Realizing that it's my cock, pressing through my pants into you. You press closer, feeling the hard, thickness through my pants. Three whirls later, your quietly ask if you're still clothed. I breath back to you, "The same as me, not very much." My breath strikes you, my musk invades your nose, and the kiss begins again. Around and around, whirl after whirl, strong, firm kiss. Becoming passionate, release, and again ... kiss. I take your lower lip between my teeth, gently, softly, I pull back ... and with a woosh, I lift you up and plant you on my bare cock. The warmth, hardness, presses on your slit. Still whirling, murmurs from countless onlookers, your lower lips give it up and spread open as my hardness enters you. I hold you firmly in our dancing grip, as you are filled with my cock. Around and around ... light hands caress your backside, encouraging, soothing, enhancing. The tightness of your orgasm starts taking hold of you. I hold you firmly and continue dancing with you, cock firmly, deeply, hotly up inside you, hands caressing your back, tension builds up down below, mind numbing, desire aching, musk filled ... RELEASE! Your mind goes numb as your body explodes in a powerful orgasm. We continue dancing, my cock still deeply buried in you. Your senses start returning, I inform you that I can't hold back much longer. You want it in your mouth, to taste the cream of the manly musk you smell. The hard throbbing cock pulls out of you, you are laid gently down on the floor, hands caressing your backside, as I grunt, you hear a floosh as hot warm cum explodes across your breasts, up your neck and across your mouth. You open your mouth to get more inside and I don't disappoint, as a pint of warm cream is unloaded into and across your mouth. Swallowing, licking your lips, you state how delicious it tastes, just like pineapple ----
The music stops, the hands disappear, the eye covering mask melts away, you see my face, I was the bellboy, frozen in a soundless anguish cry of mortal terror. My face twists and everything disappears. You wake up in a warm sweat ... in your bed, bed sheets covered in sweat and cum. You start to wonder, could it have actually been real? ... looking down, the only thing to assure you that it was, is a black masquerade mask, in your lap.
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Work, sucks, but has a great view!
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Posted:Apr 23, 2013 1:06 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2013 10:28 pm
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We had a big meeting this morning. A lot of hindrances and punishments will be dealt out. Some of it was justified. I can tell that my year performance review will be full of accusations that I'm a bad employee ... So, I'm bolstering up my defenses, getting ready to explain the full truth to the half truths told against me. Reminds me why I wanted to quit at the end of 2012. I've been expecting this evaluation since friday ... I've turned my self evaluation in already, I played nice. After hearing this meeting, I seriously doubt my supervisor played nice. It will happen someday soon. Till then, I'm still working hard, safe, strong. I will give him the benefit of the doubt till I know for sure.
This picture was taken by a co-worker. I am the small orange spot in the tree, I am about the same height as the bucket at this moment. The bucket is fully extended up, about 55-60 foot high. I was 20 foot higher before the picture was taken, doing the work that the bucket couldn't get ... I was the only climber willing to do this, because it needed to be done ... Yet, my supervisor wants to claim that I don't do what he tells me to do. ... /sigh
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Out of my element
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Posted:Apr 18, 2013 9:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 22, 2013 10:24 am
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I'm getting ready to get out of my element. A meet and greet at a bar. I don't do bars, I rarely drink ... Debating, have a soda or get a hard drink. I can handle alcohol, and know my limits (only been drunk once). I lean towards soda ... I like the taste more ... but, perhaps a little liquid courage might be the wiser course. I wonder if alcohol is expected and I'd be the odd man out with soda, but that hasn't ever stopped me before. My wife has said that she'd accompany me, I think more for myself than for her, even though she wouldn't mind another fwb. I don't know, I do know that she'll get a lot more attention than I ... also, it would feel weird to go and talk to a woman with my wife in the room ( I know she would encourage me though). Not sure if we'll have someone watch the , so she might stay home and have me fly solo. Easier to start a conversation, if I get the courage to initiate.
A band will be playing and loud music distracts me making it tough to hear, I'm good at guessing what was said to me, but it's better to know as apposed to guessing. Another thing out of my element, as I tend to avoid loud music when conversing. My brother recently changed bands, but I can't remember what group he is with now. I don't think it's the one playing. That'd be awkward and make a very short night of it.
Anyway, to improve oneself, you must be willing to step outside your element. I am doing this. I will enjoy myself, no matter the outcome.
I'll end with a view that IS in my element, but not for most people. A picture I took while climbing a tree, we had a bit of wind that day, so I had to keep a good group on my phone. I'm above the intake chute for our chipper.
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A picture gift to you.
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Posted:Apr 16, 2013 8:50 am
Last Updated:Apr 21, 2013 5:16 pm
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Now that tax day is over. I wanted to share this pic. It's an ice coated pear tree blossom I took off of a down limb before I sent the limb into the chipper. It caught my eye as beautiful and I wanted to share it.
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Finally, *extra long pause* , the shirts have come in.
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Posted:Apr 12, 2013 8:48 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2024 12:35 am
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My family's WSU Final 4 Shirts have shown up. We ordered them on-line because of the extra long lines. They promised delivery by Thursday the 4th so we could wear them the day before and show our pride in a great team of guys. The reputable company sure didn't mind charging us immediately ... And we get them one week late ... /sigh ... Lesson learned. ... Still was a great game, nothing like losing to the top seeded team in the country with a controversial call in the final seconds. It is what it is, WSU will be back confusing everyone with our disgruntled shock of wheat mascot 
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A rant about A F F, co-workers, and icy pictures.
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Posted:Apr 11, 2013 12:14 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2013 8:45 am
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First, my co-workers. We came across a long limb on a fence. I held onto the limb to allow my co-worker to cut it near the fence. I would then just carry my end to face the chipper and drag it in. he leaves an inch of wood on one side ... I'm holding up this 400 lb 20' long limb so it won't pinch his chainsaw, and he's not finishing the cut, I tell him to go ahead and finish cutting it, instead he tilts up his side and -KICKS- it ... It turns in my hand, breaks off, and one of the side sticks jabs into my throat. Why my co-workers rarely listen to me and do such stupid dangerous things I will never understand. After chipping it I went to see how much blood was coming down my neck. Fortunately, I wasn't punctured, only had a clump of skin ripped off.
Hopefully I will get a new job soon.
I posted a beautiful picture of trees and tall prairie grass coated in ice. It's been posted for four hours and not one single view ... I was rather shocked, so I analyzed what I knew. First, Gay Hookup Zone has to approve all posts by standard members before they show up on the recent post list or searches. It takes roughly one full hour for my posts to get approved, by that time, they are no longer on the most recent posts list. I use that list to find blogs that I didn't know of. 4 of my last 5 posts were not approved in time to ever be shown on that list, the only post to get approved in time barely made it for the very last spot for 5 minutes before getting bumped off; thus my last 5 posts have had very few views. Look at that list, it's full of gold and silver members that don't have to wait for site approval in order to be shown. I have a truly beautiful picture of ice coated blossoms that I would love to share, only why? It won't get approved in time for the recent post list, which is where I get the majority of views from random people. Maybe I'm just being cynical. I have 3-4 active watchers that are busy, I understand. I'm not ranting on the views that my blog gets; instead, I'm ranting about the feeling I get that Gay Hookup Zone doesn't want standard members anymore. This approval thing only started 3-4 weeks ago, and seems like a good way to prevent new standard members from getting any views once they are off the new blog list.
Tell me I'm wrong ... Tell me the site will improve ... 'cause I'm not believing that it will.
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Beautiful ice
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Posted:Apr 11, 2013 7:43 am
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2013 2:54 pm
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Nature coated in ice is soo beautiful. I just wanted to share, second day after our April ice storm.
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