So, I purchased, on line, a paperback copy of Fifty Shades of Gray. I want to see what the hoop-la - good or bad - is about. Never diss something until you've experienced it...like brussel sprouts...they're pukeable and can be disrespected by me legitimately. In fact, at high school, during Home Economics – and no, it wasn’t my choice to do bloody Home Ec. I had to due to being an army brat and changing so many schools and school systems over different states, I had to take it because that school I landed in had antiquated theories on what boys did and what girls did. I have always thought high school a waste of time. What does this have to do with Fifty Shades of Gray? Nothing, because I’m talking about brussel sprouts now. Anyway in Home Ec I caused somewhat of a scene as I refused to cook the dreaded sprouts because you had to eat what you cooked and that was a no way Jose situation. I loathe those green ball of pus. However, one didn’t refuse stuff in Hilda the Horrible’s Home EC class. Hilda – or whatever her name was – was a starched knickered old biddy who was bitter and twisted and frankly, looking back now, really needed a good, hard shagging and a bottle of tequila.
Saturday, 30 June 2012
The Brussel Sprouts Incident...
So, I purchased, on line, a paperback copy of Fifty Shades of Gray. I want to see what the hoop-la - good or bad - is about. Never diss something until you've experienced it...like brussel sprouts...they're pukeable and can be disrespected by me legitimately. In fact, at high school, during Home Economics – and no, it wasn’t my choice to do bloody Home Ec. I had to due to being an army brat and changing so many schools and school systems over different states, I had to take it because that school I landed in had antiquated theories on what boys did and what girls did. I have always thought high school a waste of time. What does this have to do with Fifty Shades of Gray? Nothing, because I’m talking about brussel sprouts now. Anyway in Home Ec I caused somewhat of a scene as I refused to cook the dreaded sprouts because you had to eat what you cooked and that was a no way Jose situation. I loathe those green ball of pus. However, one didn’t refuse stuff in Hilda the Horrible’s Home EC class. Hilda – or whatever her name was – was a starched knickered old biddy who was bitter and twisted and frankly, looking back now, really needed a good, hard shagging and a bottle of tequila.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, brussel sprouts, disrespect, Fifty Shades of Gray, Home Economics
Friday, 29 June 2012
Just my opinion but what a load of…
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, clap trap, coffee, epublishing, Indie, reality check, workers
Warning....
Support authors and DO NOT BUY from Noble Romance.
Thank you for your support.
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Labels: dishonorable, Do not buy, Noble Romance, non payment
Thursday, 28 June 2012
Never Ever...out now...
The Blurb...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Never Ever, new release
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
Me? I'm innocent...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, bendy, edits, innocent, the day job
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Poor Pete...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, clash, colours, For Pete's sake, outdoor furniture, Pete
Monday, 25 June 2012
Authors...
….who call their 5,000, 10,000 or 15,000 word piece of writing a book are essentially playing with themselves and the public. It’s a short story, lovie. I wrote 10k essays when I was at Uni. I didn’t hand one in and say here is my book on the Linguistic vagaries of urban, tattoo Pigmies living in non-monogamous relationships who ride scooters in socio-economically challenged areas of the
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, books, e-book publishers, ebooks, greed, stories, The Perils of Paula, Writers
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Nose-breakers...
Strip For Me and a bunch of other books are out now...click on the cover to have a look see.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, car, fuel, nose breaker, smell, Strip for Me
Saturday, 23 June 2012
She’s pregnant? And by the way, there’s not enough sex…
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, hero, heroine, individual, love, magical condom-less dicks, massive, pregnancy
Thursday, 21 June 2012
Karma....
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Cairns, fate, karma, life, searching
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Frigging dainty I am….
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, ankles, Cairns, Cairns Esplanade, cinderella, Cold, dainty, small, winter
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
How good would it be…
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Barbie doll, bullshit, conform, magazines, self worth, Stereotypes, weight
Monday, 18 June 2012
Priceless...
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Sunday, 17 June 2012
Beautiful...the life experience in this voice blows me away...
Posted by Unknown at 6:21 pm 0 comments
Of toilet paper and drunkards...
Fact #1 – I walked 40 kilometres or 25 miles in Yankee speak and I didn’t sleep a wink.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Cairns, guts, relay for life, respect. stamina, toilet paper
Saturday, 16 June 2012
In your face...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Cancer, fight, relay for life, remember, survival
Thursday, 14 June 2012
Ice-cream waits for no dog...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Cairns, dink, dog, ice-cream, talking to yourself
Wednesday, 13 June 2012
Bad-ish...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, bad, devil, ebay, no defence, work, writing
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Say what?
Posted by Unknown at 7:47 pm 1 comments
Labels: Amarinda Jones, calico, cloth, clothing, freight, language, seriously, words
Monday, 11 June 2012
Catwoman
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Sunday, 10 June 2012
Walk of Shame...
So, I was chatting to a friend on email about the walk of shame. What is that? Well, for a woman it’s when you have sex with a man and you then go home very late at night or the next day by yourself having re-dressed in the same clothes you started the day with. There are more interpretations but that is essentially what it is. It’s also an indication of liberation and freedom that women can have sex and find their way home very nicely by themselves, feeling shagged yet good. Have I done it? Yes, but I felt no shame in it. I do what I do because I can. Hence the reason why we were talking about it on email. The writer, who I was chatting to, asked me ‘can I put that the heroine did the walk of shame? How will other women react to that? Will she come across as a slut?' My answers? Yes. Who knows. And slut is a subjective term.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, freedom, liberation, sex, slut, subjective, walk of shame, writer
Saturday, 9 June 2012
Noble or not?
Has Noble Publishing gone bust? Is anyone else having trouble getting money or a response from Jill Noble? Please let me know...
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Friday, 8 June 2012
Absence of arse...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, arse, bum, butt, flat as a pancake, male, men, visitor, work
Thursday, 7 June 2012
Hydraulic equipment...
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Wednesday, 6 June 2012
Bra sale...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, bra sale, rough, shoe sale
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
Some days are diamonds...
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Monday, 4 June 2012
Got to tell ya...
…that I wrote over 2000 words today at work and no one knew. Not a soul questioned why I was pounding away on the keyboard with a concentration that I rarely show while at my job. No one. Sigh...there’s no illicit thrill in that. It’s the possibility that you may be caught or have to come up with an excuse or have to dramatically faint to avert attention to your wrong doings or have to stuff your usb stick in you bra and have people wondering if you've developed a third nipple that makes using work time for your own means interesting.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, bra, fainting, third nipple, usb stick, wastign work time, work, writing
Sunday, 3 June 2012
Ugly is good...
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, gritty, Lisabeth Salander, reality, The Girl with The Dragon Tattoo, ugly
Saturday, 2 June 2012
Politically incorrect thought for today...
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Friday, 1 June 2012
Hope and Jennifer Stella...
At age 32 I was diagnosed with cancer…wow how my outlook on life instantly changed…you only live once so I want to get it right this time.
The Relay for Life Rhinebeck event is two days away and I really need each and every one of you to help me reach my goal of raising $500 [currently at $150.00]! This is very important to me and those of you who are my friends and family will open your wallet/purse and donate even if it’s $5.00, what you give in charity always comes back to you.
I walk for survivors and those that are not. You can walk with me, and/or show your support by sponsoring me in the walk at the below link.
Jennifer Stella.
http://main.acsevents.org/
And this is why Relay for Life - in any country by any nationality - is so important. It's a global cause. If you have $5.00 to spare and you're in the US please consider helping Jennifer Stella out. What do you get for your $5? You get hope. Can't get me enough hope...and hope, in this case is tax deductible. Come on - help the girl out.
Love the tatt Ms Stella....
Amarinda
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