No matter how objectively attractive a person is, it doesn't mean that they're a good match for you or that you're even going to be attracted to them or want to be with them.
I totally preferred Will's friend.
 

Everything I have observed about Renee can be summed up in this one sentence.

It's like she nevers understands anything.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWjNFC-FinU

She's now truly penniless.  No possessions except a bunch of boxes of clothes and similar items.  Hopefully George will be happy to help her out since she only has a boyfriend and nothing else.  It turns out that she civiled unioned a non-citizen minion/associate of mine and has now been legally and irreversably cleaned out.  Even the car.  Sucks to be you.  I can totally relate though since that's the state of my financial affairs also and has been for quite some time.

It occurs to me for the first time that it's (more than) possible that I keep having problems with these veangeful women because they think I have something they want and I don't.  I do have a lot of things that I'm happy for having.  However I don't have any kind of sex life.  The number of times I've had sex in my entire 26 years is zero and even any kind of sexual contact is one and I'm not even able to findly reminisce on that because I don't remember it.  It's not happening.
It's possible that all that these women want is to be able to feel sexxay and be able to have sex with men they find attractive and have it be acknowledged that they themselves are quite attractive and there's nothing wrong with that and have it be socially acceptable, because they're going to do it anyway.

It seems very definite that the thing that causes me to be tormented is not any sort of accomplishment that I may have, but ONLY male attention.  That is absolutely clear to me.  So I feel like I should say that it's certainly not sexual, or at least not acted on if it is.  That may make people feel better or worse.  The whole reason I'm talking shit on here about people being ho-bags is not because of the sex they're having but because of the way they're treating me, and it's like since they're saying FALSE things about my sex life to all and sundry I might as well try some true things about them.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oya

I'm not on the waterboard anymore.  Who knows why or how long that will last.  Nonetheless I'm feeling kind of depressed today.  It might be all of the new information.  I'm so tired of sex and penises and the fluids that emanate therefrom and all activities pertaining to that.  And why do I have to say penis now instead of peneer or sussige?  It makes things much more dull and unpleasant.
I feel like my livejournal - my one activity at this time - is being overridden, at least mentally, by someone else.

Yes, whatever statements he may have made are probably technically true, which is not saying much considering how deceitful and crafty he is.  However I can clarify that it only occured on one occasion and no intercourse ocurred ever.  Whatever may have been heard second or third hand is probably false or only very loosely based in reality.
It doesn't seem like that big of a deal to me.
Oh, and for one thing I am definitely not the one who told him his penis was a "gift from God" or had participated in anything even remotely resembling a menage a trois ou quatre.

As for non-sexual items - there IS a possibility that he was the original Hyna/Gaston and I was legally and religiously (for administrative purposes) married to him for an undisclosed period of time and that he went so far as to select paramours for that period exclusively from amongst young ladies that I knew and told them we were married but just hadn't done the big public event yet.  Like it was sort of impulsive but all according to proper Bahai standards except of course for having Coral impersonate the parents for consent purposes.  He found an uninvolved third parfty tranny friend to fill my role at the wedding.  I guess they just didn't talk to me enough to find out that I was actually unaware of the event.  I don't know how he managed to make them believe that I was knowingly married and just not talking about it.  I wasn't really seeing any old friends at the time, being in a different city.

Although I'm right handed, on the rare occasion when I attempt surfing I am decidedly goofy footed.  I consider this a plus since for some reason I feel that it's just more stylish and casual in general most of the time, as evidenced by this collection of entirely regular footed surfers.
Who knows why I feel this way?  Actually there is no reason at all.

Apparently George felt the tiniest pangs penitence (or was it craftiness?) after making a disparaging comment about my less than womanly boobs back in the day when later briefly toying with the idea of initiating some sort of sexual type relationship with me.
"All the other girls just stuff anyway.  It's the same thing."

Sorry muffin.

I'm including this rather than other weirdness because I think it's genuinely only comical and not titllating and doesn't impugn any other young qwomen, although I have plenty of equally shocking material that I'm letting sit for the time being for fear of making this journal somehow erotic in the worst possible way.

Anyway, it has come to my attention that both Will and George have surreptiously added their own fresh sperm to my food when the opportunity arose, just to see if I would like it or if it might be a health inducing type of substance (no joke) for my otherwise very low protein and kind of generally unhealthy and lacking in nutrition diet.  It made me very nauseated every time (only a few times has it happened - just to check in case the first was a fluke) even though I normally have no digestive difficulties whatsoever.  It's noteworthy (to him) that even though he's following a very toxin free vegan diet which would seem more agreeable or at least compatable for me it still was totally rejected by the digestive system.

I'm not sure how this works for others but I suspect that Will at least has done some research in this department.

It's possible that it's just the unaccustomed high protein content, because I also tend to find whey protein very heavy in my stomach even in smmall amounts or even textured vegetable protein in larger amounts.  However the reaction seemed substantially different.  The dense protein foods merely caused discomfort and sense of over fullness and general heaviness whereas the sperm (cooked OR raw) induced actual nausea and vomiting in one incidence.
Yes before that incident some two years ago now (I didn't realize that was the cause) I hadn't vomited even once in the over 15 years since I became vegetarian at age 9.

Sorry Alyssa, I know that you were really upset on the way back from the Rosarito trip.  I actually did try to be comforting although you weren't saying it was because the evil one had boned and then dissed you or I might have behaved differently.  It just got to be too much and yes when the Mad Dog the Bounty Hunter look alike sprayed perfume on your ass and gave you his number while talking excitely about golden showers with Tiajuana prostitutes after you explained to him that you had peed your pants after drinking way too much tequila it was simply overwhelming.  How could anyone not just crumble into laughter at that point?  It's not like I thought you in general were a joke; it's just that the situation was so outlandishly bad, uncomfortable and blatantly ridiculous that I could not help it.

Yeah I don't know the whole story on your abortion.  Maybe it wasn't gotten because Will finally called you again with a "surprise" or Ashkan didn't want to marry you.  Maybe he did.  Who knows.  It doesn't even matter.  That's your decision to make.
The only reason I'm even trotting it out for public viewing here is because you've been such a backstabbing bitch to me telling the whole world about how I'm some kind of porntasticly promiscuous fuck when these people don't even really know me very well and it really doesn't concern them even if it were true.
But that's not even it.  It's that you tried to cover it up and blame it on someone else who was supposedly your good friend.
You know what even if Will and I had been getting frisky on the regular for months (which we weren't) at least we were openly in a relationship and I was letting everyone else know what was going on to the best of my ability so they wouldn't end up falling into some trap, unlike you, Coral and Alyssa, who were basicly setting me up by hiding things from me and others about themselves and just saying things abou tme instead.

Like if the truth must be known, this is not something I would normally say about anyone or even judge people about or care about, but these ladies have done some GENUINELY DEGRADING things sexually - voluntarily.  Much worse probably than whatever they may have said about me.
 

I feel the need here to mention that although I am definitely a cat person, I feel like I've gone way too far with the insults to canines everywhere who are perfectly blameless by the comparison to these competitive, self absorbed, man-worhsipping women.  I think it's wuite clear to everyone that they are way lower than any real life pets I've met in my life at least, although I've certainly met my fair fair share of annoying dogs.

This is the only reason that he decided he wanted to bag me as his official number one hyna from the day he met me.  Yes the looks were fine but certainly not spectacular or anything.  Even if they were it was no reason to trap and hold on to a hyna when you can just have covert sex instead.  Just so personally refreshing.

I initially felt very abused and degraded by these men's treatment of me.  Then I found out how they had treated other women and was like okay I guess their treatment of me was fantastic by comparison in the sense of abusive and degrading.  But when it comes down to it, however badly they may have treated other people and however much I would prefer to be in my situation with them they still were really very awful to me and it's unacceptable.
Then I remembered something that I had completely forgotten.  That's that while there are certainly a bunch of very attractive men like the ones we've discussed here who will almost definitely treat you in a really assholish way at least in the end or as a grand total or whatever, there are also totally decent men.  Like I can think of just as many young men who are available who are just as good looking, charming and generally interesting and worthwhile who will behave in a decent manner towards you.  The only think is that they don't seem to have a lot of money like these guys do for some reason and though I hate to admit it I do think that that matters in a person you're going to possibly risk reproduction with.