I really thought about using ‘Don’t Know What You’ve Got (Til It’s Gone) here because it also works, but I can’t pass up some Hall & Oates even if they don’t like each other right now. Hello, restraining order. Yikes.
Why did I pick that song though? Because it’s me. I’m the missed opportunity. HAHAHAHAHA, dummies. Maybe not ALL of you are dummies, it just might not have been our lifetime. BUT, a lot of you are dummies. I don’t mind saying it because some of you are thinking it. You see me now and I’m pretty cute with a smoking bod and you’re like, damn. I shoulda got in on that at the ground level. Too damn slow.
Some of you are thinking it. Some of you said it. Some of you didn’t say it but I see it in who you chose later down the line. Here’s a spoiler alert: you can’t recreate me in someone else. HAHAHAHAHAHA, dummies.
If you’re reading this, then you have the opportunity to not be too damn slow. Not with me, lol. That ship has long sailed. 18 years, 6 months, and 18 days ago to be exact. However, you can still keep reading here and peruse this site for any of my naughty writing, or, you could keep an eye out for an early bird subscription to my platform. If I’m feeling nice, I might even give you multiple options. You could read yourself or I can read to you or you can see me read to you wearing…oh…something small, lol. This idea keeps getting better the more I think about it.
So now that I’ve put it out there, I think I’ll also put some tester snippets out in the next couple of weeks. If you see them, please feel free to share them as I’ll be soliciting feedback. I gotta go because the ideas are coming quick. BWAHAHAHAHAHA. You will be too.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssssssssssssssss! Of course, I recognize that everyone doesn’t have 30 minutes to watch this whole thing but you really should. The pertinent area here starts at right around 11 minutes.
As I start to feel myself more when I dance, I can’t help but think back to my first dance experiences which all revolved around choreography. I guess not all the way back to the Zoise Baer days of tap and ballet and black Little Red Riding Hood. We’ll keep it more recent than that. Not even the times in elementary school when we’d get together and put together some dance to whatever song struck our fancy at that time. Those definitely prepared me for when I got to learn more choreo.
The dance you see here between minutes 11 and 15 was one of the first dances I learned for choreography at Club Med. Granted, it was a shortened version, but it’s still a lot. I mean, at the end of the day, it Michael Jackson! We killed that shit every week in the Halloween show. Yep, we ran a Halloween show when it wasn’t even Halloween. (Oh, stomping off stage at 15:40, lol)
Sidebar: how funny that I just had this very similar conversation, unprompted, in IG messages, lol.
So yeah, I come from choreography and when I started being forced to ‘freestyle’, my go-to move was to hide or openly refuse to do it. Of course, this does not foster growth. I stuck to tricks and choreography forever. But little by little, here comes freestyling.
Part of freestyling that I didn’t really recognize was that, by doing so, I get to tell my own story. Choreography is telling someone else’s story in your voice. Freestyling is laying your soul bare for everyone to absorb. And a LOT of the time, I didn’t want anyone seeing that. It was dark and sad and choppy and broken. But guess what? That makes for pretty dance. Don’t shake your head for me. We’re all a little broken if we’re being honest with ourselves.
I think freestyling will come in stages. I’ve already broken through the ‘fuck this’ wall and I’m peeking around the corner. Next step will probably be dancing around naked with both middle fingers up yelling fuck what you think because there’s no easing into things. Throw yourself off the cliff and hope to catch some air and land softly. Is that the best plan? Probably not. Is it the plan that’s been going strong for many years? Yeahhhhhh.
The random stream-of-consciousness posts continue. Cut me some slack. It’s been a long hiatus. I’m getting my shit together. If you’re reading this, tell me if you would be interested in hearing me read you naughty stories, perhaps in lingerie, definitely for a fee.
Well hey there! Yep, I missed yesterday but sometimes, I just don’t have anything to say. I mean, outside of what’s going on in the journey. You know what? I’m cool with that. Believe me, especially if you don’t/haven’t write/written on a regular basis, it isn’t always easy to just pound out 750 words that aren’t complete nonsense. I mean, I don’t always get to 750 and a lot of the times it IS nonsense. But hey, nobody’s perfect.
Thursday is such a great day. It’s almost the weekend and in this case, it’s even closer since I took the day off tomorrow. So yep, today is my Friday. *cue the Johnny Kemp because I also just got paid* I’m thinking about making it Thirsty Thursdays. No, I won’t be handing out beverages, frosty or otherwise, but I might still be causing moisture. BWAHAHAHA. Short story erotica on Thursdays? Erotic friend fiction a la Tina Belcher? If Tina was writing like I write, then Bob and Linda have a hell of a lot more to worry about than they think and Jairo is only the beginning.
Anywho, I think that’ll be a great idea to go along with my Thongstand Thursday on IG. That is going to remain ongoing, but I think that story time can wait until next week to begin. Besides, I just thought about that. I’ll need to think more about a story to write. I’m even open to making this like Whose Line Is It Anyway. Go ahead and throw out a scenario and I’ll write in it. Oh, and if you DO throw out that request, I’m not going to mention whose requests I’m fulfilling. You’ll just have to figure out if I’ve written for you.
In the last day and a half, the thought of making a to-do list has really been in the forefront of my mind. Why? No idea. It isn’t as though I have so many things to do in a day. However, I do like checking off boxes, I do like making the actual lists (because erasable colored pens!). Also, I suppose that I feel as though I’ve accomplished more in a day if I have checked things off of my list. Knowing me, I’d like to think that I could sit down in the morning and make this list, but I know that my mornings tend to get all kinds of hectic when least expected, so perhaps I should be working on that list the night before. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
If I were REALLY feeling energetic and whatnot, I’d be using my freaking timeblocking. I literally have a whole planner for it. It’s beautiful. And as I look at it, I’m considering buying one for next year as well. Partially because I have a problem with office supplies, partially because I just want it, and partially because I feel like I will be productive using it. I had gotten away from it after I left the nightmare that was real estate, but I think that now is a good time to dial it back in and get my shit together. I mean, I’ve been doing that with my physical body, might as well do it with my time.
And speaking of the physical body, yep, still on the Shakeology. I may miss days of writing, but I am 11 days strong on the shakes. I don’t think I realized it when it was happening, but I think I had a mood dip, maybe yesterday or the day before into yesterday. Everything felt a little overwhelming like I wanted to just throw it all away. I pushed through it because I’ve had those moments before. Fortunately, it didn’t last overly long.
Energy levels remain at a constant level (I feel like I’m giving a report to the bridge from engineering here) with minor fluxations in the flux capacitors. My warp core continues to have power but never gets breached. If anything, I’d say I have the opposite of cravings the last day or so. I’ve just felt not so much like eating. That happens. It’s nothing new. No poop today. 🙁 But it’s early and I’m still holding out hope. Pretty sure you can still be regular if you miss your time on one day.
Well, I think I have a to-do list to make so I’m gonna go ahead and head out. Don’t forget to throw in your requests! You can put them in the comments or you can message me directly on FB (if that’s how you got here), or you can email your requests to me at sunnyzspinz@gmail.com. Til later!