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Q and A with Prueby!

1) Single, Crushin’, Interested, or in a Relationship?
Hrmm, can I be all of the first 3? I’m single, very single. Still crushing on boys that have proven to be no good for me. Interested in one of those men, but it will never happen, for a plethora of reasons. Actually, I lie. There’s just one reason it will never happen. He’s a pussy.

2) Are you happy with where you are?
I’ve been in and out of unrequieted love for the last few years. Not so happy about that, but happy being single at the moment. I think I have a few things to work out before I can be the girlfriend I want to be to someone.

3) When you meet the right person, do you fall fast?
I fall like an old lady over a crack in the footpath. Hard and fast. Then an innocent bystander takes pity on me, and helps me to my feet.

4) Have you ever had your heart broken?
A few.
When James and I broke up the first time. The second time was easy.
When I woke up one morning and realised that DW was never going to change.
When Mullet Adam told me he loved me and should never have left me.

5) Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is acceptable?
Never. It’s not that hard to keep it in your pants. Developing feelings for someone else is something that can be unavoidable, but acting on it knowing full well you will hurt your partner is just bad form.
I mean please, I’m the horniest person I know, and I’ve never cheated on anyone.

6) Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?
Never. Been there, done that. Was always suspicious, made me doubt my worth as a woman and a person. You can’t live that way.

7) Have you talked about marriage with another person?
Yeah, only one though. James and I talked about getting married a few times. We used to have this crazy idea that we’d get married at Albert Park Raceway, and Heinz Harold Frentzen could give me away. Whenever I think about that, it makes me laugh in that nostalgic, stare into the distance way. Good times.

8) Do you want children?
Absolutely. Although for the time being, I’m happy playing aunty to Annabelle.

9) How many?
Ask me after the first.

10) Would you consider adoption?
Absolutely. Although it’s not a particularly viable option when so few children are adopted out these days.

11) If somebody liked you right now, what do you think a cool way to let you know would be?
Send me a mix tape? Write me a poem? Stand outside my house and play the banjo… that’d be cool.

12) Do you enjoy playing hard to get?
Bah, Most of the time, I play hard to want!

13) Be honest, do you play the “game” when you are dating?
Fuck, I hate the game. If you like me, tell me. I’ll do the same. I hate that “If I call, I’ll seem to keen”, or “She sent me a text msg the next day, She wants to marry me!” bullshit.

14) Do you believe love at first sight exists?
Absolutely. Sometimes you just know.

15) Are you romantic?
In a “I cut your sandwich into a heart shape to suprise you when you get to work” kinda way. But I’d also put in a regular sandwich, so his mates wouldn’t give him shit.

16) Do you believe that you can change someone?
Ha. The more you try, the more they resist. Just let it be.

17) If you could get married anywhere, money not an object, where would it be?
Las Vegas baby! By an Elvis impersonater! Then hit the casino, play some Black Jack and head up to a suite for some wicked married sex!

18) Sex buddies - good or bad?
As long as everyone knows what the score is, they can be great.

19) Do you easily give in when you are fighting?
I generally give in, because I hate going to bed angry with someone. I apologise, even if I still think I’m right. I just remind myself not to sweat the small stuff.

20) Do you have feelings for someone right now, whether they know it or not?
Ha, he knows it, trust me.

21) Have you ever wished you could’ve had someone but you messed that up?
Yeah, once I was a psycho and pushed him for something he couldn’t give me. And the other, well yeah I messed it up because I wasn’t honest about how I felt.

22.) Have you broken a heart?
I doubt it! I don’t think anyones ever felt enough for me to let their heart be broken by me.

23.)What will happen if u come and find another person in bed with your boyfriend/girlfriend/wife/husband?
I’d lose it. Big time. One time I came home to my ex boyfriend…we’d been broken up for 2 days at the time, and found that he’d been having sex on MY mattress. I almost tore the house apart, I was so angry, so god forbid if I’d actually caught them in the act. I kicked his car and called him a cunt, also. Hahaha, jeez I was mad.

24.) Would u ever fight somebody over ur significant other?
Yep. I’d totally take a bitch down. Haha, I’d cry afterwards, ofcourse! I’m still kinda girly!

25.)What would u say about your last ex?
He was/is a good egg…Most of the time! Love him dearly as a mate. We just weren’t suited to anything more.

Quick Recap

It’s his birthday on Friday.

Lots of things happening.

-Nate moving out, Loz moving in. Possibly Teeds too. Yay!
-Nate taking Chucky and Norris :( I’m gonna miss those furry bastards
-CRS went well. I’ll talk about that some other time.
-Spent some quality time with the mother. She bought me the most awesome pink and white polka dotted dressing gown! What a doll!
-Waited 2 hours for some fuckin donuts with Andrea. Meh, gimme a hot cinnamon donut any time!
-There was a round of text messaging between Mullet Adam and myself. Ofcourse it was all just how’s this, oh wow, good stuff…you know what I mean, just surface crap. As soon as we hit the “Soooo….” wall, it was over. Selective cuntface.
-Bingo on Thursday with the girls! Love it!
-Sorted out the “can’t get myself off” problem today. God, I almost screamed my own freakin name!

It’s officially far too cold for me to continue, so I’ll write tomorrow.

Love Prue

Nudity is awesome

In an odd coincidence, that fat chick looks like me! *giggles*

Contrary to what the photo would have you believe, there was actually quite a lot of traffic about. And yes, I know you can see my titties, but thankfully the picture isn’t too graphic and if I didn’t show you, you’d never believe me!

I don’t think I’ve laughed that hard in ages. Actually, I laughed harder than I had in months all of Friday night and Saturday morning. Greg, Loz and Ange made me do it!

I have to recommend 8 seconds of pure naked freedom to anyone and everyone. It was awesomely liberating!

Stupid Cupid

June 17th, 2006 | 3 Comments | Posted in Friends, Love

I went to go and visit a girlfriend of mine, her husband and baby girl on Thursday night. I couldn’t believe how much their daughter had grown in 4 short months! She’s doubled her birth weight and is the spitting image of her mother.
Watching her and her husband bathe their beautiful new child, I felt overwhelmed with love and hope. There was Michael, her husband supporting their little girls head, as mum Karen dabbed her chubby little body with a face washer. Their faces glowed and they looked so happy at that very moment, as they gazed down at their little girl, wiggling in the tepid water.

I can’t imagine the kind of love they feel for her. I kept thinking if one day, I would be as lucky as Karen and Michael? Due to the severity of my Endometriosis, it’s unsure whether I’ll ever be able to have a child of my own. And while there are things I need to get in order before even contemplating starting my own family (not to mention, finding a suitable partner which I’m hereby deeming impossible), it’s something I desire so strongly.

It’s wierd to actually write that. For the first 20 something years of your life, you do everything you can to actively avoid becoming a parent. And then all of a sudden, it’s okay to want a family. You hit an age where it’s accepted that you might want to start a family in the near future. It’s so strange what society condones and condemns.

Although I don’t think I’m going to have to worry about facing the scornful frowns that many younger mothers get, because by the time I get round to getting a licence, a job and a long term boyfriend, I’ll probably have aquired 40 odd cats and be well on my way to being a baron old cat woman.

Oh, see that started as a really lovely post and just ended up sounding bitter. Haha Certainly not what was intended. I guess it was just a long winded ramble about wanting to be a mother some day, as I’m predicting if there’s one job I could do well, that’s the one.

Getting the JOB done!

June 11th, 2006 | 8 Comments | Posted in Lack of, Rant, Sex

Do you ever have that problem when you’re bored at home, and you figure “Hey, I’ve got some spare time up my sleeve…I’ll masterbate!” and so then you’re getting into it but no matter how hard you try, or how much you relax you still can’t orgasm? What’s going on there? I mean, when you’re with someone it’s really not about the end result but the fun you have while you’re getting there. But when you’re flying solo, it’s really all about getting off. I always feel so disappointed when I can’t climax when I’m getting myself off. I want to pat myself on the back and excuse my performance citing lack of sleep or some equally as lame excuse.
“This barely ever happens, I’m so sorry Prue..”
“It’s alright, it was great. I’m sure it’s normally awesome. It’s nothing to worry about. You must be tired”

I wasted an hour of my day trying to get the job done, and it just wasn’t happening. I pulled out all the heavy artillary. I could power a small nation with the amount of batteries rolling around in my bedside drawer. But still, nothing worked. I think I’ve lost the ability to get off the old fashioned way. I can’t remember the last time I devoted any time to Mrs Palmer and her 5 daughters. I’m a high tech wanker, what can I say? But then I worry what will happen when battery operated devices won’t cut the mustard. What will I do then? I don’t think 240 volt plug in the wall devices are particularly safe. Will I have to resort to one of those Fucking Machines? You know those things with gears and gyrating poles with dongs on the end that run off some sort of generator? Here’s hoping I find a boyfriend before that becomes a viable option. I can’t afford the shipping and handling on the import of one of those things! Though I’m sure in the long run it would be cheaper than a man.

Tired.

Some essential reading in dot point form, purely because I’m so tired, but wanted to update. Perhaps there will be some ellaboration when I’m not so apathetic.

  • I drank for the first time in 5 years tonight. Well, there was that unfortunate incident with the fruit dessert I made a few months back, but that was unintentional drinking, as I thought the alcohol that I poured over the strawberries would refridgerate out. I now know otherwise.
    Anyway, Nate and I drank tonight. I had 5 cowboys. It’s now about 5 hours later, and I still feel fucked. I had my first official AGB in about 7 years. It was everything I’d remembered.
  • Nate and I have been fighting heaps lately. It’s sucking major arse.
  • I feel queasy from the grog. Ugh.
  • I’ve spent the past few days with Loz. She was in hospital over the weekend for surgery, so she had the week off work and I’ve been keeping her company. I was so glad to spend some one on one time with her. We hadn’t done that for ages, and I really loved hanging out with her.
  • Got the cats desexed the other day. Their poor little balls. Well, actually the had huge balls…but not anymore. They’ve been all sooky since, and Chucky has been even more affectionate than normal, if that’s possible.
  • Getting the cats desexed pretty much sucked us dry of any money we had. The whole money issue at the moment is worrying me heaps. Things were so much easier before we started sharing money. Now I feel like I have to account for every cent I spend. I’ll be glad when everything is paid up to date, and we can go back to having our own seperate finances again. I mean it worked out well for a while, but just recently Nate and I have had a few arguments about it and it’s just not something I want to argue about.
  • I’m feeling increasingly queasy from the grog.
  • I’m becoming a dab hand at making pancakes. I’m just letting the word go forth.
  • I spent a great arvo with my mum Saturday. I’ve missed our time together alone. We went to Spotlight and then to Parkmore and had a coffee and talked. Things are shithouse for her right now and I just wish I could wrap her up in cottonwool and punch the arseholes that are taking her job away from her square in the face. I don’t know how I can help, but I can’t stand to see her so down.
  • Columbo decided crapping in the clothes hamper is a good idea. It’s not.
  • I have a few other things on my mind, but I’ll go into them when I’m not feeling so much like I’m going to vomit down my shirt.

Remind me how I don’t drink before I agree to a cowboy, please.

Prue