After a few years at LiveJournal, i watched it turn into Detroit. I wouldn't call it white flight, but flight none the less. My entire support network has left for parts unknown. So i canceled the lease and got one of those self packing cubes and put all my stuff in storage. i wandered downtown in Facebookland and found myself a nice sublet under Demented D Dingo. Well you know how city life is, all rushrushrsuh. There was nice eye candy, 500 people in my neighborhood i put up the odd bric a brac to make things homey. It is interesting, and here i may burn some bridges.You have the gym nuts, where all they basically do is talk about themselves and the gym. There are Title holders and Sash queens. TH have an agenda to deliver, a goal, education, uniting people. Sash queens are out to promote themselves and disappear into the dark once thier term is over. There are my leather friends, i wish more Masters and slaves, but lots of pups. Puppy groups that only wanted to hear about the strange and bastardized history to support puppy play. They are basing the wonderfulness of it on some (fictional till i can find a few sources) horrible incident out of WW2 or WW1. They really did not want to here about the history of the group as it got in the way of their self promotion. i wish them well, but real pups will stay on the farm and in homes to avoid having someone judge them in a contest.
I have lost Friends in that facebookland, some by their own hands, some by thier own mouth.
So here i am waiting for my cube to show up so i can unpack my thoughts, dreams, trouble the, bioplar swings, deep depression, and start looking for the love i lost over the last five years, New found joys to share.
so far i wait for the truck.
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