Cold and whiny...

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Secret women’s business…

While I love email it’s sometimes so easy to misunderstand what someone is saying. That happened today. I sat there and thought - what? What does he mean by that? I fired off something appropriate in response and then thought for a while…hmmm…maybe he didn’t mean that. Maybe I have mistaken male speak for something else. I sent a mea culpa email in response. He had no idea what I was talking about or why I was apologising. I love men. Fantastic creatures but only women can think on 57 different levels, get half of them wrong and then justify it as a ‘female’ thing ‘a man wouldn’t understand.’ Doesn’t that excuse cover a multitude of sins? Women rule.

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Pardon me...

…but your underwear is showing. I heard that a lot today. No, I wasn’t walking around with my knickers showing under my low slung jeans nor did I have my bra a la 80’s Madonna style on display. I was cold – the sort of weather that’d freeze the tits off a witch…no, I am a bitch…my tits stayed on…anyway I had this long sleeve knitted top on under my jumper. The top is really warm and it has an edge of lace around the neck and cuffs. I bought it several of years ago during a period when they had the old romantic theme going on in clothing.

So, people could see the edge of lace at my collar and cuffs and decided I had trouble dressing myself that morning. Sad really when the only thing people notice about you is the possible inability to dress yourself without your undies showing.

What to wear tomorrow…

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Sing it loud…

…I love this song. It’s on my Sleepless in Seattle CD and I love singing it at the top of my lungs in the car as I did today – the louder the better – and actually wild, dramatic arm movements are good with it too…not so good in traffic though. But hey, when you gotta sing you do what you must...

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Impossibly imperfect...

I wonder what it would be like to be perfect? What do you strive for? Or is there no need for a challenge because being perfect means there are none? Would perfection then become boring? And if you were perfect and boring what would you do with yourself other than sit around being impossibly beautiful? You’d be bored. I hate being bored. Thank the cosmos I’m not perfect. Impossibly imperfect people rule.

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But I like it...

My office at work looks out onto the factory floor. I get to see lots and hear stuff. Today, it seemed the Rolling Stones “It’s only rock n roll but I like it” was playing all day. It was – on CD . I’m still humming it.

I dedicate this song to all the factory workers. Where would we be without you?

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Tacky knife job…

While on one hand I’m pleased we have a female Prime Minister, I find the whole knife job against the outgoing PM tacky, classless and Un-Australian. Do you have to be smart to be in politics? No. You do need rat cunning and while normally I understand what motivates people to succeed, kicking a mate in the guts is just plain wrong.

http://www.news.com.au/features/federal-election/julia-gillard-is-australias-first-female-prime-minister/story-e6frfllr-1225883620482

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Bangladesh 'Eve teasing' craze takes a terrible toll / Women's Rights in the News / Women's Rights in the News / Home - AWID

Bangladesh 'Eve teasing' craze takes a terrible toll / Women's Rights in the News / Women's Rights in the News / Home - AWID

"Another negative manifestation of the problem is the tendency of parents to push underage daughters into early marriages so that they can escape Eve teasing. Parents think that if their daughter has a husband, they will be saved from the dangers."

Bloody disgusting and wrong. These are not men. These are animals.

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Stuffed if I know...

So my stars – Scorpio – said in part today…

…This type of configuration occurs when two planets oppose each other and both are squared . Under the influence of the glorious new Solstice Comet you should consider the long term before you choose your route. A rare 'Cosmic Cross' is coming soon! This 'T-Square' will bring change to the world... and it will bring change to YOUR life. If you're ready for it, it can be a time of unparalleled opportunity....

http://www.news.com.au/entertainment/horoscopes

Hmmm…what is this cosmic cross/T square deal? It appears to be happening around June 26 or July some-other-date – depends who you talk to. I had a look at the internet at the various sites rabbiting on about it and best I can work out is it’s some retrograde thingy that will either make us rich, beautiful and successful or it will kill us in some god-awful fashion that people will sit around campfires and talk about for decades. Ain’t that just like life? The only certain thing seems to be is if you want to spend a lot of money some astrological guru will take it to tell you what I’ve just done.

So, send me $100 and I’ll tell you any damn thing you want to hear.

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Take – Make – Me

So, sex…extreme kink OMG what the hell is she thinking sex? Yep. That’s what this story is about. It’s a change of direction for me based a lot of reader feedback through email. Take Me Make Me is out today – click on the cover to buy – it’s only $1.50 – cheap as chips – read it and tell me what you think….go ahead...have an opinion.

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…all right for fighting…

“How much time do you want to spend fighting with them?” Author Anny Cook asked me that in an email today. It’s a really good question that applies to so many things in life and no one particular incident.

How far should we push something to get what we know is right and fair? Why should we accept crap? Why can’t we ask for more and better? Why can’t we challenge authority? It’s certainly an Aussie thing to do and it’s the Jones family manta – but every so often I do wonder why I bother trying to fight nitwits and fools. Some times it’s better to walk away and just let those who will never understand you or who oppose you go sit and spin…

Oh, but how I love a good fight…I expect another one will turn up soon…that’s also a Jones thing…

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So much to say….

So much I can’t say…

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Take Me, Make Me…

I love this cover. Thank you so much Fiona Jayde. She’s the cover artist supremo at Noble Publishing. Take Me, Make Me is an edgier, more raw form of Amarinda. It’s naughty and just plain good-girl-goes-bad and likes it a lot. It’s released June 21st at Noble.

The Blurb….

Millicent needs money fast. There is a certain house on Davenport Street where she can earn it catering to the sexual fetishes of the clients. The mysterious ‘Captain’ owns the house and there is no boundary he will not cross to please his guests.

Sex is like breathing to Millicent. She loves it. She feels no guilt in what she does. The only problem is she has been warned to be out of there by midnight. But does the Captain have other plans for her?

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North Americans won’t understand that phrase…

So, I have been doing lots of edits of late with lots of difference publishing companies. It’s been interesting, funny, frustrating and full of ‘what the’ moments. Why? Well, no editor edits the same.

Too many commas!

Not enough commas!

No exclamation marks!

You need exclamation marks!!!

Cut out all the ‘that’ words.

You need to add ‘that’ here and there and two lines down.

Sex? Is it necessary that she curls her hand around his dick?

Excellent use of dick.

North Americans won’t understand that phrase.

Europeans won’t understand that phrase.

Oh yeah, those in Upper Kumbucca West will love that phrase.

More italics.

Less italics.

More dashes —

Less dashes.

‘We follow the Lower Botswana method of editing.’
‘The fosby-flop school of editing is the best.’
‘Everyone knows the Swiss-Tibetan purple double dipped feather quill method is correct.’

No wonder writers, drink, swear, eat chocolate and are cranky bitches.

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I don’t understand…

…I watched this woman, dressed in thick, woollen, winter clothing walk barefoot through a supermarket this arvo. Huh?

…why is it when you purposely stand aside, against an aisle to answer a phone call – the lovely Maverick - in a supermarket that people want to know what you’re blocking and try to see around you?

…why the ancient gas pilot light, that must be lit to heat the water at Chez Amarinda, always goes out in winter the minute I am standing cold and naked in the shower?

…what is it with possums using my storeroom as a mad run through? And why growl at me when I stomp down, half naked in the dark, to light the pilot light?

…what part of ‘shut up’ do possums not understand?

…how a man can get cranky when a woman cuts her hair. It’s her hair. Grown your own.

…do other people really believe that they’re more busy then anyone else? And why are they shocked when you tell ‘em they’re not Robinson Crusoe when it comes to busy?

…are men really dumb enough to think using piss weak sarcasm at me is really going to get them what they want?

…why suddenly everyone is using my local outside suburban pool – it’s winter for god sake and it’s MY pool…

It’s all a conundrum to me…

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The Vampire's Bride...

I love this cover. Thank you Siren cover goddess. This book is out in August at Siren Publishing.

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Majestically Me…

A lot of working Aussies had the day off today due to it being the English Queen’s birthday. We have ties with Britain. I’m forever grateful two of my ancestors nicked stuff and got transported and the rest of them thought ‘bugger it, let’s pull up stakes and go down under’…though, being Highland Scots and wild Irish they probably didn’t say ‘bugger it’ but you get the drift.

Technically, QE2’s birthday is in April but it fits in with the Aussie lifestyle if we have it in June as the preceding months all have public holidays in them and we like to space ‘em out to get the most out of our time off. That’s right. We find the Queen of England useful when we want time off. Let’s face it, QE2 and her family is not useful for much else.

Correct. I’m a Republican. I’m also a socialist and the idea of calling another person ‘your majesty’ or ‘your highness’ is abhorrent to me. Are they up themselves or what? And look at her family will you? What an embarrassing mob of nongs. They’re no different to relations we all have –so, as my Grandma Elsie used to say “I have more right to be Queen than that woman does”…it’s a long story…and I say me too. If she’s a Queen then I’m a Queen and all women I know are Queens. If you need me to find a dumb, embarrassing relative to prove it then let me make a phone call – and hell yes I’m happy to majestically decree public holidays for all.

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Comma splice - que?

Well, it appears I have been comma splicing all over the place for years and I’ve been getting away with it. I always thought a splice was either one of two things. See picture – that’s a mango passion Splice sold in Australia. Yum. The other splice I know of is learning how to splice film, years ago at uni. But comma splice? What the?

A comma splice in this case is to do with editing. A learned colleague reported thusly…I like the word thusly. We don’t use it enough…anyway–

“…it’s when two clauses are joined together only with a comma, not linked properly with a conjunction… purists don’t like it…”

Okay – they only thing I got out of that was “purists don’t like it…” So, thusly as I’m not pure I feel the whole comma splice thing thusly applies only to the pure. Problem solved. See how easy editing can be when you use logic like that.

Thusly yours…

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29 Universal Truths...

...I'm partial to number 10...

1. Part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.

5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

6. Was learning cursive really necessary?

7. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

8. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

9. Bad decisions make good stories.

10. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

11. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection ... again.

12. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

13. "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this - ever.

14. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What did you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

15. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

16. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

17. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

18. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid " routing option.

19. Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

20. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

21. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

22. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?

23. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent an a ** from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!

24. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

25. Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber & dumber every year?

26. There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

27. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

28. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

29. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my behind everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!

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I have a habit…

…of making paper airplanes. I was standing at the bank across the road from work, chatting to the ladies there…I mean doing the corporate banking…yes, that’s right…I was on verrrry important work business that required chatting….anyway I was making my standard Amarinda special airplane with the pointy nose and streamlined wings - the plane – not me. I have an average boring nose and nothing about me is streamlined…and one of the ladies remarked not many people make paper planes any more. Correct, it’s a dying art and it’s one of my few talents – that and the Vulcan hand salute…and the splits. Yep, I’m talented….

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The last tattoo…

Yep, tomorrow I get the last tatt. There is nowhere else I want one. Time to move on and do something else crazy with myself…hmm…

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Mating…

I heard about this on the radio on the way home from work…

KUALA LUMPUR — Malaysian wildlife officials on Wednesday said they plan to trap a rare female Borneo rhino caught on camera to mate with a lone male rescued two years ago.

"This particular female rhino is targeted for capture in order to provide a mate for our lone male rhino, Tam, who was captured in August 2008," Laurentius Ambu, wildlife director for Malaysia's Sabah state, said in a statement.

http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5h048UBk_SwYRiB3gNjbzYebzDczA

Ok – so I get the whole extinction thing but what if this female rhino is happy living alone? Hmm? Maybe she doesn’t want to be lumped with some bloke. Maybe she doesn’t want a rhinoette. Imagine that happening to humans?

Male - “You have to have sex with me to save the species.”
Female – “Oh bugger off…why would we want facsimiles of you?”

Mind boggling…

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And then what happened?

At the supermarket after work there was a bunch of cop cars outside. Hmmm…anyway I bought what I had to and headed to the check out nearest to where the cops were all gathered. Well, I wanted to know the goss. Anyway the check out chick…er, staff member… had a couple of customer’s before me but her eyes were riveted on the cops. I could see in her eyes she was busting to tell someone what was going on/had happened and the two people before me looked like good citizens, unlikely to gossip. She was lucky I came along. She saw me, recognized a kindred soul and spilled her guts with all the gory details in the time it took to bag my groceries. That’s my good deed for the day…gossip – don’t keep it inside. It’ll give you a leg cramp…

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I got nothing…

…but I will say never put liniment on sore ribs…Stupid idea number 1257. Talk about burn baby burn. Forehead slap to me.

I leave you with Robert Downey Jr because…

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The cake eaters among us...

“Let them eat cake” ~ Marie Antoinette quote

Yeah, I agree…and if no cake, there’s nothing wrong with ice cream.

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Huh? What?

Okay…I don’t understand. Maybe it’s the tail end of the cold from hell or maybe I’m not smart enough to understand the logic of making a list on a book site with you named as the list owner, for all to see, and then proceeding to list all your books as number one sellers or best buys? Is that not a tad bleeding obvious? Example of a list I saw....

Mary Jane Fizgig-Smith – list owner. Her list of favourite books or best sellers –

1. Do that and I’ll Scream by Mary Jane Fizgig-Smith
2. Suck Off by Mary Jane Fizgig-Smith
3. Blow by Blow Me by Mary Jane Fizgig-Smith

So, one can surmise Mary Jane Fizgig-Smith, owner of the list, likes her books. That’s great but how realistic is this list? Doncha' want actual readers to tell you what they think? Isn't that logical? Tagging books on Amazon or wherever I understand. People pick up things by tags but a list of books you have written that you like? What do you get out of that especially when people like me go up and see who made the list? If you can explain it to me and so far no one can seem to please email me – address at the side.

Oh and yeah – those fantastic book titles – have copyright…never know when I may want to use ‘Suck off.’

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To spit, swallow or gargle…

Spit = affection
Swallow = love
Gargle = showing off

I’m talking about life, of course. Do you spit it out when it doesn’t agree? Swallow it up and enjoy the sweet with the sour? Or do you gargle and impress everyone with your talents as fleeting as they may be? Yeah…I’m just having an Amarinda-Zen moment…

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Most annoying…

So, I have this annoying cough thing going on and I have been off work for a couple of days to get it all under control. Anyway, I realized this morning that I should have filled the prescription the Doc gave me yesterday. A smart women would have. A tired, coughing, oh-just-let-me-die-in-a-hole type of woman, as I am, just dragged my arse home to do said dying.

This morning, after great reluctance I changed out of my flanno pjs and went out and got the script filled. Have you ever noticed when you’re at your most ill everything is incredibly hard? Patrick, my car, and I set out on the 10 minute drive to get money, get drugs and go home. We got stuck in the traffic jam from hell. I sat for 20 minutes coughing my arse off and swigging water and swearing at the traffic. Well – I believe swearing helps in these circumstances. I swore more when I looked at the petrol gauge and realized Patrick was running on fumes. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Dumb car. Patrick, wisely, said nothing. He knows when to shut up. He’s actually the perfect male.

As soon as we got out of the jam, I got petrol. I lined up to pay, coughing away, and this bloke says “You should give up the fags” (cigarettes). Oh how I love complete strangers dispensing advice. I coughed a lot in his direction. I’m supposed to spit out what I’ve coughed into this screw lid jar for someone to analyze. What sort of a job is that? Spit analyzer? And um, no – that’s disgusting. I don’t know about you, but I don’t spit. I think 98.5% women are genetically inclined not to. But hey, the jar is going to be really good and secure to put earrings in when I travel.

Best thing about today? Maverick rang and brightened my day. Distance does make the heart grow fonder…thanks Mav…big kiss and a slug on the arm from me...

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Two men, one woman...bound to get up to mischief...

I’m as crook as all get out at the moment but Miss Berengaria Brown rushed to my aid with a post about her new release - Huldah’s Two Hikers – click on the cover to buy. It’s about a woman, two men and why hiking can be very good for you…er, it's the - um, fresh air...that's right...the air...

WARNING ADULT MENAGE EXCERPT

Derek and Corey had really pushed their pace on the track, surprised not to see her up ahead until they’d understood she must have been deliberately moving faster than normal herself.
“She’s being sensible. Moving the pace along so she gets back before dark,” said Corey.
“She’s an idiot; she’ll break her worthless neck,” growled Derek, his face red with frustration.
When they rounded the last bend and saw her sitting nonchalantly on the rock, Corey laughed.
“What an actress! You did that deliberately, didn’t you?”
“You damn idiot! Don’t you realize you could have broken your neck rushing down that path? Woman, you’re driving me mad!” yelled Derek, grabbing her shoulders and hauling her to her feet.
Then his lips crashed on hers in a passionate medley of lust and frustration. He pulled her tight against his body grinding his cock into her pelvis, letting her know just how aroused he was.
With his lips still locked to hers, he unsnapped her jeans and wrenched the zipper down, then did the same with his own.
Corey dropped his pack and rummaged in the side pocket for condoms, handing one to Derek and quickly releasing his own cock and rolling the latex down it.
Derek backed Huldah over to a nearby tree, pushed her against it, and lifted her legs up around his waist. “Gods I can’t wait to have you,” he whispered, and slid into her hungry, hot cunt.
Huldah sighed at the feeling of fullness. She knew Derek was only angry from fear and concern and she accepted his need for her with no foreplay. Besides, the minute she saw them she was wet for them. Somehow just seeing that look in his eyes was enough to make her belly clench with need and cream drip from her pussy.
Then Corey was behind Derek, squirting lube into his ass and scissoring his fingers inside the other man’s hole. Huldah’s breath caught at the raw passion of Corey’s movements and she knew Corey understood what had motivated Derek, too. This was Corey’s way of soothing Derek’s anguish.
Very quickly Derek’s ass was prepared and Corey pushed inside him. Then together the two men fucked. Huldah rested her long legs higher on Derek’s hips and managed to dig her ankles into Corey’s back, thus uniting the three of them and enabling her to feel every rippling muscle in both men.
The men were too emotionally involved to make this fuck last very long. But Huldah found their actions so erotic and arousing she was ready to come just from watching them.
Derek thrust deep into her, pushing hard and bouncing her back against the tree. At the end of each stroke he gave a little upward thrust to his pelvis that hit her G-spot with unerring accuracy. Corey timed his strokes with Derek’s, pushing hard and fast into the other man and Huldah could feel his
muscles tense and release with every stroke.
“Damn, woman, you’re under my skin and in my blood,” gasped Derek before leaning in to kiss her hard.
“Mine too,” acknowledged Corey, taking one hand off Derek’s hips to grasp her shoulder. Derek shuddered with his release and Corey and Huldah came with him.
He rested his face on her neck, breathing heavily, and said, “Lucky we didn’t take your sweater off or that bark would have left nasty scratches on you.”
Laughing slightly they disentangled themselves and did up their clothing.
“But shit, Huldah, don’t run out on me again. Please,” Derek asked.

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Sure he loves you...

I was reading a news item about this female psychologist who fell in love with an inmate at the jail she worked in.

"…This inmate is highly manipulative and develops a somewhat false charm that these psychologists, of all people, fall for…”

Well, yeah…I would expect you’re not going to meet ‘the one’ in a jail and anyone who started sucking up to you would probably have a motive especially if they were doing a long haul for violent crime. I also have to wonder about trained professionals being so unprofessional not to recognize being snowed. Would you want someone like that wanting to ‘help’ you with your problems when they have their own issues?

Do I think people can fall in love visiting a jail? No. It’s probably equivalent to be being drunk as a skunk at closing time and cracking onto the second last person about to be thrown out of the bar. Do I think you can fall in love writing penpal letters to a prisoner? No again. I believe lonely people think they are in love and that they can ‘change’ the violent prisoner by their love. Yes, people do the crime and time thing and people can change but wait until they get outside into the real world and then see how much they love you.

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