Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Menace II Sobriety
"Menace II Sobriety" @ Ole Lounge 2812 N Lincoln. Every Friday starting Feb 25th
This is for the ALL the FAMILY.
GUYS, GALS, FAGS, FAG HAGS, HE'S, SHE'S, QUESTIONABLES, THE KIDZ, BOIZ, STUDS, STEMS, & LAWD HAVE MERCY FEMMES! Its the opportunity to end your work/school week with a BANG! DJ Gemini Jones is providing an eclectic blend of tunes for your listening pleasure, while we give you all the fuckery you can handle!
This is for the ALL the FAMILY.
GUYS, GALS, FAGS, FAG HAGS, HE'S, SHE'S, QUESTIONABLES, THE KIDZ, BOIZ, STUDS, STEMS, & LAWD HAVE MERCY FEMMES! Its the opportunity to end your work/school week with a BANG! DJ Gemini Jones is providing an eclectic blend of tunes for your listening pleasure, while we give you all the fuckery you can handle!
...
Menace II Sobriety
Fri Feb 25th (and every Fri after)
Ole Lounge
2812 N. Lincoln (right off Diversy)
***WHAT TO WEAR?***
COME CLEAN AS DISH DETERGENT, LIKE YOU'RE TRYING TO LEAVE W/ A BOO OR KEEP THE ONE ON YOUR ARM ALREADY...
9pm-2am
21+
$10 entry after 11pm w/ RSVP
$10 ALL NIGHT w/o
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
Drink Specials!!!!!
$150 Hennessy bottles
$100 Grey Goose bottles
$6 Cosmos
$5 Corona / Patron shots
$4 Gin & Juice
_Book your birthday party with us, and receive a complimentary bottle of Champagne!_
Contact us:
lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
@lesbifriendschi
Menace II Sobriety
Fri Feb 25th (and every Fri after)
Ole Lounge
2812 N. Lincoln (right off Diversy)
***WHAT TO WEAR?***
COME CLEAN AS DISH DETERGENT, LIKE YOU'RE TRYING TO LEAVE W/ A BOO OR KEEP THE ONE ON YOUR ARM ALREADY...
9pm-2am
21+
$10 entry after 11pm w/ RSVP
$10 ALL NIGHT w/o
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
RSVP for open bar & free entry b4 11pm at lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
Drink Specials!!!!!
$150 Hennessy bottles
$100 Grey Goose bottles
$6 Cosmos
$5 Corona / Patron shots
$4 Gin & Juice
_Book your birthday party with us, and receive a complimentary bottle of Champagne!_
Contact us:
lesbifriendschi@gmail.com
@lesbifriendschi
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
SWEET HEAT 2011
If you havent heard, you need to inform yourselves NOW. The illest time of your lives will commence May 12th- May 15th. I call it Disney World for adults, you might just call it heaven. Either way reservations need to be made ASAP as to not miss out on whats most certainly the hottest lesbian event you'll experience EVER! Visit http://sweetheatmiami.net/ for more details.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Oprah does it with the lights on...
ahh journaling!
the beauty of getting your mental/emotional excrement out in silence so your friends don't have to sit through those regularly scheduled 2ante meridiem phone calls.
you know the ones...you're crying in the corner of some strangers studio apartment because Jameson and Jack have left you stranded on the wrong side of reason & responsibility.
so put that smartphone down...you know good and damn well your friends aren't picking you up from 71st and wherever-the-fuck, no one on twitter cares and your battery is dying.
get your alcoholic ass a pen and paper and into said strangers bano and you write!
contrary to popular misconceptions, journaling is not just for unhappy housewives and people going through involuntary abstinence anymore-oh no, honey, it's for the kids!... the butcher, the baker, annnd the candlestick maker. it's therapeutic, almost baptismal (although I wouldn't know anything about that seeing as though one of my parents lived in a tree from 1975-78...shit like that just doesn't mix well w/organized religion) # POW #JOURNALentrytopic right there twitches!
you'll soon get a sense of how fucked up your life is by the degree of lacrimation (not to be confused with lactation) streaming down those rosy cheeks.
so do yourself a favor and let yo souuuulll GLOW! pick up a pen and write my friends! about what?! you might ask...well, how about that time your mom lost you in the grocery store and just said, "fuck it" after 25mins...how did that make u feel? not good, huh : / Or that time uncle tom got you really drunk at the family reunion when u were only 14. fuck yea! that uncle tom's a cool guy...
Below is an excerpt from a book (a big one) & one of my favorite stream of consciousness-esq pieces. because we all know that rigidity and form suck when u have adult adhd! it reminds me of someones journal entry (if that someone was a neurotic and indecisivee air sign) so enjoy. and remember, Express yo'self!
"I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.
I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.
I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.
I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.
I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.
I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.
I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.
I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.
I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it."
- Neil Gaiman (American Gods)
the beauty of getting your mental/emotional excrement out in silence so your friends don't have to sit through those regularly scheduled 2ante meridiem phone calls.
you know the ones...you're crying in the corner of some strangers studio apartment because Jameson and Jack have left you stranded on the wrong side of reason & responsibility.
so put that smartphone down...you know good and damn well your friends aren't picking you up from 71st and wherever-the-fuck, no one on twitter cares and your battery is dying.
get your alcoholic ass a pen and paper and into said strangers bano and you write!
contrary to popular misconceptions, journaling is not just for unhappy housewives and people going through involuntary abstinence anymore-oh no, honey, it's for the kids!... the butcher, the baker, annnd the candlestick maker. it's therapeutic, almost baptismal (although I wouldn't know anything about that seeing as though one of my parents lived in a tree from 1975-78...shit like that just doesn't mix well w/organized religion) # POW #JOURNALentrytopic right there twitches!
you'll soon get a sense of how fucked up your life is by the degree of lacrimation (not to be confused with lactation) streaming down those rosy cheeks.
so do yourself a favor and let yo souuuulll GLOW! pick up a pen and write my friends! about what?! you might ask...well, how about that time your mom lost you in the grocery store and just said, "fuck it" after 25mins...how did that make u feel? not good, huh : / Or that time uncle tom got you really drunk at the family reunion when u were only 14. fuck yea! that uncle tom's a cool guy...
Below is an excerpt from a book (a big one) & one of my favorite stream of consciousness-esq pieces. because we all know that rigidity and form suck when u have adult adhd! it reminds me of someones journal entry (if that someone was a neurotic and indecisivee air sign) so enjoy. and remember, Express yo'self!
"I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.
I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.
I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.
I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.
I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.
I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.
I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.
I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.
I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it."
- Neil Gaiman (American Gods)
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Barely Legal
In honour (that's the refined British way of spelling) of the new LesbiFriends Junior League Parties (18 to cum, 21 to swallow ftw), I present to you: [Not Quite] Jail Bait!
Indulge! They look young, so you feel dirty... but they're 18 and up, so you don't feel like a criminal. Thank me later.
After you're done browsing the pics, check below for some fun statutory rape laws. It's my duty to find those loopholes for you*
gracie carvalho, 20
bria murphy, 20
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Big K.R.I.T. - Hometown Hero - Written and Produced by BIG K.R.I.T.
Ok, now that we've gotten that out of the way...on to the actual point of the last post. That REAL, son! enjoy...no no 4real this time.
Debauchery
Ok, I love bad bitches, patron and cheese grits [non a la Al Green] in the a.m. from anonymous one-night stands as much as the next homosapien; however, I’m getting bad gas just thinking about these male centric tropes being so heavily marketed into my very ordinary life. Why yes, I am sir, a pimp in my own mind, but that’s sadly as far as it goes.
Sometimes, I’d just like to listen to a track that makes me feel good about my mundane 9-5, my mutherf*cking khakis from Indonesian infant hands (the GAP) and my Chicago Transit Card -yeah, I gots credit, hoe! Is that alright w/u Ricky Rozay? Can I get a song about my 3.5 star chick who loves me for me! shyyyyt. Soccer mom ass all day, but I gets it!...oh I gets it.
No no, I understand- wooowhoo, life’s a party when u have cool tattoos, free weed, no need for food stamps and the infamous “Red Bone” (who I hear is now going by “Yellow Bone” #kanyeshrug) on your arm. Whatevz, Beamer Benz, Bentley *cough* Hyundai…fuck it, I keeps it real. So I’m gonna put up some REAL shit, about REAL NIGGAZ doing REAL THANGS! I apologize to all of the readers who’ve buried the ‘N’ word along with Jesse Jackson. Yes, I know it sounded like Jesse was buried as well, I’m not a writer, fuck u. Anywho, I digress…
You might be rolling your eyes in contempt thinking, B*tch! Get on to the point. Oh I’ma tell yall the muthaeffin point. For the two of you who are still keeping up with me, I’d like to veer away from these monotonous images/sounds so often found in entertainment *holler if you hear me* and move back to the actual music. I want to hear an artist’s …oh I don’t know, ART! [Mahalia Jackson sings in background -Jesus gives thumbs up] Jesus and I are sick of having substance substituted with finely manufactured visual tea bagging. Yea, your beats make me feel like I could run a small gang in Englewood and make it tsunami in the club, but you ain’t talkin’ bout SHIT, homie! I’m saying, the audio-visual fucking is getting out of hand, ostentatious if u will. One too many nuts-a-bustin’.
I’m all about the appeal of your #thuglife, but let’s just be honest for a moment and admit some things, shall we?
1.You weren’t breast fed as a child/moms called u, “that dumb muthafucka” and in turn, u over-indulge in beautiful women who go by several names, “bitch, shut up: (1st, middle, last)” being one of them.
2. You also secretly prefer same sex relationships…it’s all good, I do too, no judgment here.
3. You’re not packing where it counts so u have one too many guns (T.I.) and further compensate with cars, jewelry, bad ass white women (kanye) to hide said same sex attraction (umm…Kanye).
But sometimes, friends (dramatic pause-harpsichord plays) we have to get back to the real world and remember real shit goes down out here in these skreets… and I ain’t talking bout Waka Flocka Flames video getting abruptly stopped by the pigs (poor thing-pets pseudo-locks) I’m talking about Nas-real, Jean Grae-real, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik-real, Mary J. Blige on that crizack-real*heads nod for reassurance*
That being said, enjoy some good tunes, some of you might of heard this classic before and some of you not so much, but it’s here for your listening pleasure and I hope you enjoy ☺
And remember, ‘I ain’t gotta rap.’
Check out the link below...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NM9K6KwpWTg
Sometimes, I’d just like to listen to a track that makes me feel good about my mundane 9-5, my mutherf*cking khakis from Indonesian infant hands (the GAP) and my Chicago Transit Card -yeah, I gots credit, hoe! Is that alright w/u Ricky Rozay? Can I get a song about my 3.5 star chick who loves me for me! shyyyyt. Soccer mom ass all day, but I gets it!...oh I gets it.
No no, I understand- wooowhoo, life’s a party when u have cool tattoos, free weed, no need for food stamps and the infamous “Red Bone” (who I hear is now going by “Yellow Bone” #kanyeshrug) on your arm. Whatevz, Beamer Benz, Bentley *cough* Hyundai…fuck it, I keeps it real. So I’m gonna put up some REAL shit, about REAL NIGGAZ doing REAL THANGS! I apologize to all of the readers who’ve buried the ‘N’ word along with Jesse Jackson. Yes, I know it sounded like Jesse was buried as well, I’m not a writer, fuck u. Anywho, I digress…
You might be rolling your eyes in contempt thinking, B*tch! Get on to the point. Oh I’ma tell yall the muthaeffin point. For the two of you who are still keeping up with me, I’d like to veer away from these monotonous images/sounds so often found in entertainment *holler if you hear me* and move back to the actual music. I want to hear an artist’s …oh I don’t know, ART! [Mahalia Jackson sings in background -Jesus gives thumbs up] Jesus and I are sick of having substance substituted with finely manufactured visual tea bagging. Yea, your beats make me feel like I could run a small gang in Englewood and make it tsunami in the club, but you ain’t talkin’ bout SHIT, homie! I’m saying, the audio-visual fucking is getting out of hand, ostentatious if u will. One too many nuts-a-bustin’.
I’m all about the appeal of your #thuglife, but let’s just be honest for a moment and admit some things, shall we?
1.You weren’t breast fed as a child/moms called u, “that dumb muthafucka” and in turn, u over-indulge in beautiful women who go by several names, “bitch, shut up: (1st, middle, last)” being one of them.
2. You also secretly prefer same sex relationships…it’s all good, I do too, no judgment here.
3. You’re not packing where it counts so u have one too many guns (T.I.) and further compensate with cars, jewelry, bad ass white women (kanye) to hide said same sex attraction (umm…Kanye).
But sometimes, friends (dramatic pause-harpsichord plays) we have to get back to the real world and remember real shit goes down out here in these skreets… and I ain’t talking bout Waka Flocka Flames video getting abruptly stopped by the pigs (poor thing-pets pseudo-locks) I’m talking about Nas-real, Jean Grae-real, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik-real, Mary J. Blige on that crizack-real*heads nod for reassurance*
That being said, enjoy some good tunes, some of you might of heard this classic before and some of you not so much, but it’s here for your listening pleasure and I hope you enjoy ☺
And remember, ‘I ain’t gotta rap.’
Check out the link below...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NM9K6KwpWTg
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Lesbifriends "Junior League"
We heard your requests, and realized the young lgbt community has been missing the opportunity to partake in shenanigans with us so we've created the Junior League! The Junior League will host 18+ events so you barely legals can experience what you've been missing. Guys, and gals these events are for everyone!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Beauty of the Week
Sorry we're a day late but we've got more eye candy coming your way. Introducing.....
Age : 21
Info/fun fact: I'm a Junior at South Carolina State Univ. I'm a member of Delta Phi Delta national Dance Fraternity Inc.... I'm also an adult entertainer....and waiting to go to basic training for the Military. The simple things in life make me smile and I'm easily pleased by little things!!! lol i have a natural high!
Wait for it........
To be considered for next weeks edition of "Beauty of the Week" submit
to lesbifriendschi@gmail.com by Sat Jan 1st midnight to be eligible for selection.
We will post our selection for beauty of the week every Mon here on http://lesbifriendsaintchi.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Beauty of the Week
2nd week in, and we have another cutie for ya!
Say hello to jail bait!
Name: Brittany Erin Trice
Age : 18
Stats i.e. measurements: 34, 30, 42
Info/fun facts: I love to watch movies, and give lap dances lol. I go to Lansing Community College. I study Theater and Massage Therapy. I enjoy making ppl laugh and have to a good time.
Location: Lansing, MI
Age : 18
Stats i.e. measurements: 34, 30, 42
Info/fun facts: I love to watch movies, and give lap dances lol. I go to Lansing Community College. I study Theater and Massage Therapy. I enjoy making ppl laugh and have to a good time.
Location: Lansing, MI
Lap dances AND massages?!?
My mind is much too filthy to start on this one. All I can say is happy ending anyone?
To be considered for next weeks edition of "Beauty of the Week" submit
to lesbifriendschi@gmail.com by Sat Dec 18th midnight to be eligible for selection.
We will post our selection for beauty of the week every Mon here on http://lesbifriendsaintchi.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Beauty of the Week
A day late, due to one of our Lesbifriends being stuck in class all night, but shes worth the wait! Say hello to our first Lesbifriends Beauty of the Week.
Name: Natty Plum
Age: 28
Stats: 36, 27, 36
Fun Fact: I like to dominate aggressive women, you can say I get off on it ; )
Location: Oakland, CA
Ladies go ahead and drool, she's a HOTTIE, and I'm thinking about flying to Cali just so she can dominate me! *rawr*
I think I need to be spanked lol
To be considered for next weeks edition of "Beauty of the Week" submit
to lesbifriendschi@gmail.com by Sat Dec 11th midnight to be eligible for selection.
We will post our selection for beauty of the week every Mon here on http://lesbifriendsaintchi.
Where Will You Move?
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Get Your Cigarette Ready!!!
I've stumbled along this extremely sexy new video from Raheem Devaughn.
I was surprised to this side of him,
but damn if he don't deserve some props for giving it to the masses.
We here at The Lesbifriends don't
discriminate, and big up anyone who gets it in properly. One of our affiliates who shall remain nameless really likes it, but she also wants to produce, and direct porn so she doesn't really count lol
Enjoy!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Someone You Should Know
Its been a while since Ive been impressed musically with a new artist. All this commercial bullshit has
watered down my desire to seek new music. Ive reverted back to my throwback joints casually returning here and there when I'm in the club, and a banger is played.
Luckily I've stumbled upon a treasure..... SIYA.
Plainly put, she's cooked cracked, straight dope, and I'm wondering why I haven't heard more about this sleeping giant? Her wordplay, coupled with a crazy production team leaves you wanting more. Put up against any male MC that's newly been introduced to the game, and I'm confident she'd eat em for breakfast, if not stand side by side with them. She's bound to slide past any competition that dares to step in her way. XXL needs to get at her for the Freshman 10 a ya dig
The kid is tomboi fresh, sticking with her own image, tatted up donning Levi's tanks, and crew necks. I love it. Could she be more authentic? Very rarely do I find a female MC that I really fuck with, and as of late I've been bombarded with quite a few that try to take the cake, but fall short. While you guys are debating on this Nicki vs. Lil Kim nonsense you outta step back, and check for the real McCoy!
If you wanna learn more about SIYA check the links below
Friday, November 26, 2010
Submit Your Entry for Beauty of the Week
If you're interested in being featured as The LesbiFriend's Beauty of the Week take a peek below. Don't be weary and assume this is only for the priss' in pumps as we all know we are diverse beautiful wo(men).
CALLING ALL:
lipstick
butch
versatile
femme
FTM
but honestly, no classification needed.
We Want YOU!
Submit your entries for Beauty of the Week!
We're accepting submissions for beauty of the week!
Send:
Name
Age
Pic
Stats i.e. measurements (if you have them)
Info/fun facts about yourself
location
to lesbifriendschi@gmail.com by Sat Dec 4th midnight to be eligible for selection.
We will post our selection for beauty of the week starting Mon Dec 6th, and every Mon thereafter on http://lesbifriendsaintchi.blogspot.com/
Good Luck,We look forward to your entries!
Credits to Ms. Ameena for finding this dope pic
CALLING ALL:
lipstick
butch
versatile
femme
FTM
but honestly, no classification needed.
Submit your entries for Beauty of the Week!
We're accepting submissions for beauty of the week!
Send:
Name
Age
Pic
Stats i.e. measurements (if you have them)
Info/fun facts about yourself
location
to lesbifriendschi@gmail.com by Sat Dec 4th midnight to be eligible for selection.
We will post our selection for beauty of the week starting Mon Dec 6th, and every Mon thereafter on http://lesbifriendsaintchi.blogspot.com/
Good Luck,We look forward to your entries!
Credits to Ms. Ameena for finding this dope pic
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thank ya kindly
Good Morning and Happy Thanksgiving.
Although the holiday celebrated is some bullshit, I do enjoy the togetherness it brings. This of course is followed by extreme dysfunction of that one aunt or uncle that will inevitably get wasted, and ruin what once was a pretty wholesome experience, but I digress. Lets take this time to go through a couple things The Lesbifriends are thankful for this year.
We are thankful for all the sexy boot wearing women that walk up and down Michigan Avenue during this shopping season. I don’t know what it is about a woman in boots, but it instantly gives them the “fuck me walk”. I was personally blessed with quite a few exchanging glances with me the other day. Even though said glances were probably because I was staring. Either way I enjoyed the smile, smirk or scowl I received.
We are thankful for this wintry season, because it’s when we all link up. This means regular sex. No need to go without during these cold months, the warmth between those legs will be in the bed always. Well, at least up until the impeding break up season that is summer arrives.
We are especially thankful that this semester is almost over, because quite frankly I need a fucking break!
We are thankful for my beloved Hennessy, which brings about the most awesome of times, and train wrecks. Without it I might not have the courage or smoothness to mack down all the hunnies.
Lastly we are thankful for all you beautiful jerks that patronize Lesbifriend events, and foolery.
Happy Turkey Day suckas! : p
Below is a little sexy to start the day.
Enjoy
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Put Some Breaks On That U-Haul...
A noble man once said, " Once a good girl's gone U-Haul, she's gone forever..." or something like that. I say to you, take heed! I mean, *ahem* not that we here at The LesbiFriends would have any such experience of our own, but observation is key to the science of this thing called life.
So let's discuss then, WHAT is U-Hauling? And WHY does it run so rampant? Have YOU U-Hauled lately? What is it about 2 women that makes them cling like 2 super charged magnets one moment, and repell the next?! Yes, feel free to share. Studies show U-Hauling is the leading cause of death among lesbian relationships, followed closely by the cancerous FriendlyEx Lymophoma, & IDidn'tReallyKnowThisBxtch Malignant Rumor. All of which are equally lethal if not picked up in their earliest stages. You read it right, I believe it can be rectified, saved even.
Ok, so maybe I have U-Hauled in my day, but I can't say that I regret it, only not making it work for the best for a person who could have very well been worth it. B-R-E-A-K was spelled that way in the post title for a reason... this post is not to do the usual berating of the U-Haul LesbiGeneration, but to help them save it... How? Well I'm glad you asked, Young Skywalker. Breaks. Yeah, I said it.Whether you intiate it, or are on the recieving end of that love-restraining order, go with it. I'm even guilty of throwing the word around myself, when I really meant "Break-UP" But don't be afraid lil' guy... I know it can be scary to some, but if used to its utmost potential, it can make your bond closer and stronger than before... or show you that you really didn't want it in the first place. Either way, you'll find yourself released from that purgatory you called a relationship. Time off could (and should) allow for major introspection, of self and the combing through of the finer details of the relationship.Yep, this is gonna require some alone time.
Step 1: Don't Push - A little resistance is good, shows you still care. Too much shows you only care about what you want. Moreover, its a great way to have your boo REALLY go get the U-Haul & un-U-Haul your situation. This applies from beginning to end (of break time)... You want 'em to miss you, not dismiss.
Step 2: Carve out some space - for you to be away, or alone, or at least quiet with your thoughts. Sort through, explore, examine, even cry a little. Don't be afraid to explore every inch of emotion you feel, you may not get the chance to again. Love has a short attention span and we can easily forget what once meant so much.
Step 3: Bust out your notebook - and do a good ol' PRO& CON list, feeling really spicy? A Venn Diagram. Seeing it on paper can really help. You won't know what you've got til' it gone. It's like that watch you love to wear, didn't know it was missing, til you started to look for it.
Step 4: Get out there - In the world kiddo, you haven't been in awhile. See what fancy new inventions are out, check in on those friends you had many moons ago, talk to strangers. You gotta give yourself permission to have fun and room to miss the one you're (kinda) with.
Step 5: Can't Stop, Won't Stop - Caring. It's easy to slip down the slope of resentment, but don't. Simple as that. You still love your boo (hopefully) and want the best for your both. Dream of being together, but don't despair over being apart.
This list can go on, but my dear Jedi, these are the main points. So may the force be with you Young Skywalker. You've made a happy home once, and if the U-Haul gods smile upon you, you can again. In the words or Yoda, "Holler back youngin'".
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