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Sometimes my living room reminds me of Twilo

Dude - I saw Mistress Barbara spin for the first time a few months ago - SHE RULES THE WORLD. She's unstoppable. I was out of my mind with techno madness. I felt like I was on a speeding train into the central nervous system of GOD. You are in for a big fat mother fucking treat. I'm jelous as hell.

I feel this is a very common response from someone who just set foot in New York City. Give the guy a break. So he lashed out. Big deal. New York is all about moving up. Everyone starts at the piss ass bottom of the barrell. It takes years to finally establish yourself. But it's not that way in other places. If you want nice and polite people, nightlife employment isn't where you find it. You just cant compare NY to Europe - it's a whole different ballgame here. Sounds like you've got culture shock. Hang in there, things will get easier, New York is a BITCH - but once you've got it figured out you won't ever want to be anywhere else.

I'm confused at why you'd still want to roll if it's fucked up your brain!!! Is it gonna take an aneurism??

wow. I've been sitting here reading through all of these posts (my first time reading a three pager) and then there's this post from the cousin's friend. All posts end. This is one of those really sad things in life when you just can't explain why bad things happen to good people. He didn't get to have the multitudes of good experiences in a club like we have. He didn't get to experience the magic. Not once. He was so young and just getting into a new phase of his life. Shit, this sucks. My condolences to everyone involved. But I must say that besides this specific incident. . . I agree with all of those posts who say "respect yourself. don't be stupid or you'll one day pay the price". I stopped doing drugs in March and I must say it was the best choice I've made for myself. I feel like it has to be a choice for each individual. It comes with maturity, I think. Once you realize the importance and fragility of life. Once you realize that you're not invincible. Once life becomes more about relationships and truth and hard work and love and less about self gratification. Each to his own.

wow. I've been sitting here reading through all of these posts (my first time reading a three pager) and then there's this post from the cousin's friend. All posts end. This is one of those really sad things in life when you just can't explain why bad things happen to good people. He didn't get to have the multitudes of good experiences in a club like we have. He didn't get to experience the magic. Not once. He was so young and just getting into a new phase of his life. Shit, this sucks. My condolences to everyone involved. But I must say that besides this specific incident. . . I agree with all of those posts who say "respect yourself. don't be stupid or you'll one day pay the price". I stopped doing drugs in March and I must say it was the best choice I've made for myself. I feel like it has to be a choice for each individual. It comes with maturity, I think. Once you realize the importance and fragility of life. Once you realize that you're not invincible. Once life becomes more about relationships and truth and hard work and love and less about self gratification. Each to his own.

Amen sister. I hear you loud and clear. I'm having a great time, dancing my ass off, decide to move around the space a little (as I'm thrilled to finally have the room around 3:30 - and some guy suddenly thinks that because I'm feelin the music I also wanna be feelin' his HARD DICK AGAINST MY ASS!!! I was irate. No joke. Hard dick. Fucker. But other than that. . . Satoshi blew me away!! He was just like Digweed peak time - but all the way through. Amazing. And that one song where he pulled in those high synth sounds way above that sexy dark beat. What was that song? And yes, the piano. I looked up out of my "state" I was in while listening to it's beautiful entrancing melody and every single person on the floor was tranced out too. With their heads down, swaying in their own beautiful Satoshi state. Love that guy. Venue is good. Will be there more. BUt the guy with the hard dick needs to go get a whore to do his work. Not me.

The PHASOR???

It's funny because I don't even consider "high maintenence" to have anything to do with personaly hygene. I equate high maintenence with someone who's hard to maintain on a personal level. Someone who's too needy or gets their feelings hurt too easily or who is moody or whatever. I could care less about the hygene factor - do what you gotta do to feel good about your appearance. As long as you're happy with yourself, then I'm happy with you. Unless you're just not my type.

sorry hon, mommy is actually a man. I think she's the one under those sheets with her dick being sucked.

fire men

Awww. . . sorry folks. . . Hey, did you know that there's no Easter Bunny either?

I'M GOING!! And I know a ton of others who are as well. You can get tickets by calling Next Ticketing in Boston or going to their website (I think). Tickets are $20. Me and my friends are taking the bus (Greyhound) so we don't have to worry about driving while we're in recovery mode. We're staying with a friend we have who lives in Boston. YOu should post on the other boards to find out more, I think there are less pvd fans on Clubplanet. But I could be wrong.

I dunno, but I feel like after a while there's gotta be a turn over in people who post because there's only so many topics you can cover before it gets old and redundant. People get bored and leave.

naaa. You can't see his whole body. Look a little harder. Thats someone elses dick he's sucking. sorry to be pessimistic, but. . .

Alright. I want to know which words make you salivate. I had a friend (male) who would practically cum when you said the word "panties". I definately LOVE the word cock. I don't know why. I'd rather hear cock than dick or penis. And pussy is a good one too. Tits - not so much. Breasts. . . no. I also love to hear the word "throb" when related to sex.

DAMN! You've got all that private access. How much have you used it? I was dating this guy that I worked with and we would go out for drinks after work right down the street - then we'd sometimes end up back at work in my office having WAY too much fun (because we were too horny to go all the way home). So then during the work day my office would be MUCH more interesting to me. Oh look, over there where we did this - and over there where that got knocked over - it was fun until we broke up. Now I see those areas and I wanna gag.

Halarious. She doesn't seem to phased by it though.

Anyone @ Centro on Saturday for DJ Dan? If so. . . I MUST know the name of the very last track he played.

I just wanted to see how long you could make the subject heading.

God, getting horny at work is the worst! At least you've got a girlfriend who can expect a nice welcome when you get home. That lucky lady. These are the times I wish I wasn't single.

Anyone else goin to Centro tomorrow night?

Simon and Garfunkle on crack mixed to a hard techno beat

Yes. I like noise too. One time I hooked up with a guy I'd had a crush on for ages (in college) and we had the loudest, most un-inhibited sex EVER. It was crazy all the noise we were making. We didn't care who heard. And it turned me on - but ever since it seems that all the guys I'm with are too shy or something. I hate that. I also like to talk. Heh heh. Not too much so that it's annoying. It's always appropriate - but I've had guys say that they're not use to it, but like it. Are intrigued, turned on, whatever. I think it makes sex more intimate. I love it. And I love to make noise and hear noise from the guy. It's SEEEEEEXXXXXXYYYYYY. ------------------ The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them

Women are more vocal than men. Why is that? And does it annoy the guy when the girl is being vocal? What do you like? Talking, little whimpers, loud "OH MY GOD!!"'s, screaming, grunting. What? Is this annoying or cute? ------------------ The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them