what's up???

So, hopefully this week, Kat will get to do my nails. And, hopefully this weather will be nice enough so i can take pictures of my new home! I know i mentioned it before, but i moved to be closer to Kat. Now if only Alaia and Izaiah would move this way. Hilariously enough, Izaiah and Isaac (its not his first name XD) actually lived close to each other, both dad's run a farm, but Isaac's father only does it as a hobby. Izaiah's father is a full time farmer. But i doubt it will happen....Those two really do prefer the woods. Not me!

How's it been by you guys? OH...also, i'll be going back to Florida soon for my mermaid photoshoot! And two weeks in the sun. I have been working hard on my house and getting it ready...But while i'm gone, Kat is gonna house sit. I leave wednesday btw. Hopefully, no hurricanes...*crosses fingers*

Worried

So i'm worried about Kat. Both Alaia and I are majorly concerned about her. Oh that's right, i haven't told you guys. Alaia is a good friend of ours as well. Obviously as Kat has written something of her, you may have heard of her. But yeah, we're both worried about her. I was trying to move my stuff from college park last weekend when a blood-binder demon attacked. I couldn't get to Kat in time....We actually had to call her Ex in the emergency for his help with stabilizing her. But she lost the baby. She's lost one already this year, and we thought six months was long enough for her to get better before trying again. Well, it was going okay, but the attack....started her. She was only a month and a half thankfully, so it wasn't as bad as if she'd been six months or more. So, yeah. Seriously worried.

The only reason Kat was even down there outside of her safety zone was because of me. She is one of the most powerful people but when any one of Magus get pregnant, our powers are restricted. Unless hunted, we tend to hide out and surround ourselves in protective charms or people because we are vulnerable since we can't use magic without knowing if it will harm the baby or not. When Kat started to bleed...we all freaked. Alaia and I, she is our Queen. She is our reason to fight even now when there is no court. I won't discuss Kat, because that is her business. But what happened pisses me off. Kat had been asked to help with the DC area otherkin council as one of the few royals who aren't tethered to an area. I warned her that DC is too demonic for her to handle. But she handled it. It helps when your Ex is as powerful as her's. But now their attacking us and telling us we aren't welcome to help after they pretty much begged her to help. So yeah, they can pretty much go to hell in my opinion. Kat is such a strong person, but she's been through so much and hurt so badly, i'm surprised and proud of her every day. But this...is beyond even what I can stand and I don't know how Kat stands it.

Kat believes in the demons and those that are considered evil. She feels we're misunderstood and not allowed a chance to show who we are. I won't go too deep into what is happening but there's a boatload of bs and such happening. Many of Otherkin are in an uproar over what's going on and we all know the issue. But you mundanes are clueless and right now, we want it that way. Its safer for you guys and safer for us. Right now, the biggest issue is that the Demons won't listen and the rest of the Otherkin don't want to listen anymore. So standstill, impasse moment. FUN.......

I'm always ashamed that I almost told her and Alaia to never bother me again after I merged with Suneal. But i'm glad they stuck to their guns and I will always love Kat the most for always being there to make me smile even when I know she's hurting. Kat, sweetie...we love you. Alaia and I love you so much, and hope that you can tell us what the pain is so we can make it right. Cause nothing fixes hurts better than your sisters killing what did it. <3

Experience VS. Learning

So, here's an issue I've noticed happening a lot. Many companies list on their job offerings "experience XXX, or years ????" Is this they're way of shutting out the college kids who haven't worked beyond entry-level jobs if that. Its fairly common to hear in our age group the sentence "So, i wasn't chosen for the job because i don't have any experience" or "its been filled by someone with experience". To me, that just smacks of Ageism.

They claim that our parents generation were the ones who stayed loyal and true to their companies and upheld the loyalty code. BS. It was our grandparents who did so. Our parents job-hopped more than a whore at a flea-bitten motel. And we have suffered because of it. Now that our parents generation is getting up there in years, their looking for the stability they remember their parents having. Well....that has us displaced and scrambling. Most of our parents still job hop when they can. Better hours, more pay, that sort of thing. And because of them, we were taught that company loyalty means nada and that we can always do better. Well this economy has killed that.

We have smacked in the back of the head with our parents job ideology and those same companies want our parents or grandparents because guess what....THEY HAVE EXPERIENCE. Plus i think the retirement thing is playing majorly too. I mean, what company in their right mind wants to pay pension benefits to someone who's worked at a place for 30/40years vs hiring them for less than 30 years...say hit em out the door at 20 to 25yrs. Then they don't have to pay the pension! Its a grand idea for them. But that's fucking us all out of jobs.

Many of us have gone to college and gotten degrees to do those same jobs. But, and here's where i get mad, we get told me we need experience to work in the same field. HOW DO WE DO THAT WITHOUT A JOB? That's what confuses me so. Kat, Isaac, our friends....case in point... Kat's friend's husband got told today that the job had been filled with someone who had the experience and that they would see if any other openings came up in any department, they'd toss his name into it. That's a boatload of bs. Kat herself hasn't heard back from a really good sales job opening. Though I'm calling her out on this because she didn't push hard enough. She's got a decent job but she wants one with more security and health benefits.

But seriously. All these companies are dicks about this. Honestly, i am having a hard time holding my temper on this. I'm also being polite. I want to say $#$%#$%@ to them, but at the same time i'm not doing that because I don't need to. WE ALL NEED TO TELL THEM OFF.  Move over Occupy...its time for "FU EXPERIENCE". I'd love to see a ton of young people just sit at companies with signs saying "FU and the experience required!" or "Screw Experience, we want to learn!" "Teach us, and we'll be loyal!"...things like that. So yeah, its not like we don't get the experience but seriously, how much more do we have to say "we want jobs too" before we finally get something?

Sorry for the Absence Guys!

Okay, well, i had to move. It took a bit to find a new place that was easily reachable to the major cities and airports. So i took up residence in Htown with Kat! Not in her house, but there's this beautiful old home i found and I got it at a decent price. Needs some work, but its worth it. I'll have a new entry tomorrow. Its on a topic i think all of us in our generation can agree on though.

Its getting closer to fall and that means..............FALL FESTIVALS.........UGH. We've already seen the candy corn in the stores...must hide! Fall festivals are the bane of our existence. Their everywhere at once! Beware the fall festivals!

i'm still alive kids

Hey sorry i haven't written in a bit. Its been hell with the storms. I had to move from college park because a tree fell on my place. So, right now i'm bunking with Kat and her sexy hubs while i look for a new place. Figured the safest place for me is with them for now. Contemplating buying a house by them so I'm always close to my sister. Hope everyone else is okay. I know the storms have been hellish for everyone. Will post up more soon when I have a bit more time. I'm working and looking for a home so I'm always busy. Hope you guys had an awesome 4th, we did!

A weekend with Sir

this is truly a journal for you ladies. Today I'm going to tell a tale where all names are left out. Sir is one of my older clients. Not just long running, he's much older than me. As a member of Otherkind, he has a kind of longevity not many of us see (i'm a merged demon...big difference there.) And Sir truly treats me like a princess in public. In the bedroom, I am his equal. Its very hard for me since I merged with Suneal, my demon half. As He's male and generally prefers being in charge in the bedroom, I as the female have to try and compromise with my demon inside (XD pun intended.) Here's one date night for us:

We started at the night at our favorite restaurant in Boston (he's a Bostonian), The Capital Grille (must be fancy, its spelled with an e at the end...*snickers*). They have moved to a new location but its beautiful. We enjoyed our usual Prosciutto Wrapperd Mozzarella with Vine Ripe Tomatoes...so yummy! Then we got one meal. Sir refuses to eat anything unless I am ordering it. I am his priority in public which is extremely flattering and sometimes a little odd for me. So I ordered Lobster and Crab stuffed Shrimp. Then i purposely ordered him a meal. Oooh, that got me in trouble. I got him his favorite meal, the Dry Aged Steak Au Poivre with Courvoisier Cream Sauce. But he ate it happily even though I knew I was pushing it. He's a true Dom in the strictest sense that when he's with a woman, he is in charge. With me...all rules are thrown out. I'm the only woman he can't bend to his will willingly. So, the game continued. Normally, I would order dessert but I had a little bit more fun for the night with him. I asked him to take me to The Middle East.

Its a restaurant and nightclub. This pretty much garnered a glare. At Middle East, i decided that I had to push it to the extreme and ordered a dessert. You see, Sir has a secret sweet tooth. I ordered the one thing I knew he'd kill to enjoy. Homemade Namura (honey cake). SOOO GOOD. I love Honey Cake, its one of my favs. Plus I have a major Falafel love affair but that is neither here nor there.... There's always music and dancing. After we ate dessert, i dragged Sir out for a few dances. Goddess above, he's a superb dancer and if i could have his babies just for that, I would. Now, I admit, Sir and I are a good match on the dance floor. Its like watching sex without any intercourse. Which is how really good dancers partner. After a few dances, Sir was more than ready to leave. I truly had pushed his buttons. I felt the aggression sizzling through him. Insert insane giggles here cause i wanted that.

Once outside, Sir was all business and his features were stony. Oooh, I was playing with fire when i asked if he wanted to drop me off at my hotel. All i got was growls and glares but then words slipped out that i totally felt were hotter than the desert. "No, and if you keep it up, i may break our only rule of equality, ....." (he knows my real name) Yup, I was totally in for it.

Back to his place we went and oh my, the first thing he did was shove me against the door and kiss me senseless. Sir is a slave/pet trainer for high class clients. But no one knows this as he keeps his identity secret. And let me say that when a Dom lets go and grants equal rights its a thing to be treasured. I honestly can say, he's the only male I think even Suneal would submit to if my demon would admit it. Once the kissing started, there was no going back. Mind you, most Doms will not ever allow the submissive to gain any kind of upper hand, but as he came to me first all those years ago and said "Equality between us only my dear...we both hate bowing to others." and I accepted, He has to let go and allow me my choices. Though secretly, i know that a true Dom is giving their submissive what they crave and beg for, so in essence their giving the sub the upper hand, subs just never really figure it out i think. And the ones that do....they just love the game even more.

So the kissing led my dress being ripped and his shirt buttons finding the floor as their new home and bras and undies being shredded. Nothing says hard and fast like shredded clothes! What truly took me by surprise was he decided to be gentle once we got to the bed. I was....slightly confused but i went with it. Loved every minute of it. I think I may be the only girl he allows to sleep in bed with him and all night. After a few hours of being screwed silly and such, sleep claimed us both. I woke to the smell of chicory coffee (nawlins thing) and beignets with caramel dip and fresh fruit. I told him I think I had died. This totally made him laugh and I haven't seen him so relaxed and carefree in ages. This also came with a large box the size of a dress and let me say, when he buys me a dress, its an immediate try on cause its always topshelf with him. Besides the dress was a trip for new undies and bra. Thankfully, he made the arrangement for my hotel to be canceled and all my stuff brought there. Sneaky Sir is Sneaky....*waggles finger* So I wasn't without clothes for our shopping trip. I was quite content that weekend. What was supposed to be an evening turned into a weekend and since that time two years ago...Sir and I always spend at least one weekend together and relax. Last year was down in Nawlins and it was perfect. So, to Sir I say this. Kiss Kiss Mister.

Battling Bare

So, many of you know i support a lot of things. Well today I am going to let a little poem Kat wrote say it all.

Wounded Warrior

Yea, oh wounded one, we are here
We here your cries and your pleas
We see the sadness and the suffering
And we understand

We are suffering too
We cry when you cry
We beg for peace for thee

We scream at the gods for the madness they bring
We howl in despair at your suffering
We may not have fought
But here at home, we fight for you with you

We suffer with you
Scream when you do
We ask for peace for thee

If you think we don't understand, then your wrong
We understand that the demons don't always stop
And that sounds you hear may not exist for us
But we know that their there for you

We ask for your pain
We ask so you may sleep
We do it so you are at peace

Lift up your head and know
We are here no matter what
We love you, wounded warrior

Please, everyone; I urge you to support the troops and the veterans no matter what country your in. Kat is the daughter of a Vietnam Veteran and almost married a man from the army (personal reasons why they broke up, had nothing to do with the military). She will be the first to tell you that it doesn't matter if their active or its been years, PTSD which is combat related is hard on the soldier and their family. Please, check out Battling Bare and the other sites they support. Also, if you would like other ways to support your troops, look up Military SOS as well.

Note: The above poem was written by Kiri Minney, the owner of this character and this blog. Please let me know if you wish to put it up on your webpage or for anything else.
Oh and small note again: This also goes out to all of Otherkind and their warriors! =^.^=

"Everybody walk the dinosaur"

Lol so there's a new fad diet called "the cavenman diet" or paleo diet. It's quite interesting. In this diet, you pretty much get rid of all grains and dairy because our bodies supposedly never really developed to process grains in large quantities. Which is why high grain diets are bad for most people. But this diet stresses that you eat a lot of meats (grass fed only) and veggies and fruits. I kind of like this. Neither Kat, nor I can handle too much bread. And poor kat can't drink milk really. Most diets offer up only one way to eat and tend to restrict calories while adding more of other stuff. All well and good if your an exercise nut and wanna get down with your gym self. Not so great for those of us who are lazy or self-conscious.

This diet cuts out a lot of grains....like bread....sugars....like soda. Not happy people for us who have been drinking soda since we were little. So, Kat, her family, myself, and a few friends are going to try this. BUT...here's the kicker kids! We're modifying it! =O where's a good dun dun dun when you need it right? But back on topic. Because we've all noticed differences amongst the youngsters recently. Kids are having issues with some food and such. Well, we thought about it for a bit (yes, up for my weekly nail salon, that's later) and figured out that, yes, this diet is partially right. Our ancestors didn't eat all those grains and they were healthy than we as a whole species is today. But what the difference is is that unlike most diets, we've thought about our heritage. In looking at your heredity, your also able to figure out what the main staples of their diets were. Take my case, I'm english, spanish, cuban, and irish. So that means what? Well, if you go back to before rome and the greeks, you will find that many of our ancestors were there. The food they primarily ate was what was there. So if your celtic, try eating more beef and getting rid of the grains that weren't natural for the area. Maybe look up what the seasonal veggies are. By eating with the seasons and your heritage, you may find it not to your liking. Well, then try a different approach. Maybe look up the books on paleo diet. Or...just look into your own personal history.


What kind of diet do you guys follow?

YES

I got chosen to be a mermaid! YES YES YES. Now, as usual, i'm telling you guys anything about the shoot. I honor my contracts very much. But I will get copies of me as a mermaid. I'm sooo happy. Also, because i tested really well in the underwater breath holding contest, I get to do mine underwater! The photographer was actually hoping I would do well, She loved my look and thought I would make a good "evil sorceress/ursula" type. I honestly can't wait. OH! We also get to keep the tails (pretty much their custom made so unless someone has the same measurements, it won't fit anyone else) if we wish to (and pay a small fee for them.) I'm the only one who opted for that. Heck yes, I want my tail....its gonna be awesome! And since i opted to buy mine outright, they offered me the option of choosing which color scheme i preferred for it. I can't wait for September just so I can do this shoot. I've even made sure no other appointments will around for a few days before leaving for a week and a few days after. I will take my lappy with me kiddos just to keep in contact but yeah...two weeks of me enjoying mermaidom....

Mermaids

So I'm heading to south Florida tomorrow to meet a client whose looking for models for a more realistic and dark side of mermaid culture. Everyone assumes merculture is like the little mermaid from disney. It's not.Many of the European myths are evil creatures who lure men to their deaths. In Pacific culture, their seen as a form of nature. Many see them as a sign of good luck. But, the one thing that is known is that merfolk exist in pretty much every culture of the world. I love the dichotomy of the mermaid mythology. Its like saying their as much human as they are fish.
Anderson's "Little Mermaid" may seem sweet, but its a very sad tale (pun intended.) She was forced to choose between what she knew and the unknown world above. In the end, the prince she fell in love with chose someone else whom he thought was the one who rescued him and married the princess from the temple. The mermaid threw herself into the sea to drown but Anderson wrote two different versions of what happened after this. One version just ends with her turning into sea foam, whereas the other version turns her into an air spirit who must find 300 good child to go to heaven. For each bad child she finds, a day is added onto her 300 year sentence. To me, this seems wrong but was very much in keeping with the victorian morals of the time.
I hope I get chosen for this dark slice of life. We get to try on really crappy tails first just to see if we have the "right look" for being a mermaid (or merman in some cases) and then from there, they'll order some custom-made tails for the shoot to be done in september. It would be a lot of fun especially as I'm a really good swimmer (i used to pretend to be a mermaid in pools and the tub) and would love to do one of the underwater shoots. From what I understand, swimming in those tails is hard work, but you get used to it after a bit. Wish me luck kiddos!

still on vacay! but look!

OOOOH.....kat has gotten into doing nail art. That witch has gotten me addicted to her doing my nails. Now i'll have to come up once a week and get em done. NO, i'm not married before any of you ask. I just happen to be wearing a giant cocktail ring that day. I love the crazy color, but what's even more fun is this. Kat got the Migi Nail collection at Sam's Club today and we're gonna try them out. Kat would show her nails off, but her hands are a bit swollen from auntie flow. Look for more about this later. ALSO, if you like the idea of these pens and want them for yourself, go to Migi Nail Art and select Order at the top. Do note, you get free refills for life by registering with them (shipping and handling not included, its only about $3 bucks though) and you can order 2 free each time after registering. Mind you, you have to buy a kit first to register. But trust me, Kat, her mom, and I think their worth it. I honestly like this, but i'm a bit unsteady with my hands when it comes to this stuff. Kat on the other hand is pretty steady as she can sew, and makes jewelry. Oh! If any of you do decide to buy any of the kits, let me know and i'll give you Kat's address and name as she gets two free colors each time someone buys something from them, its called referral.

Paint Splat Nails

 These are my new set. Kat did a half moon in Fresh Paint "Neon Orange" with a yellow gold glitter look over top then clear on the upper half. On the thumb, she did what we thought would be fun, which is use the migi nail pen to make a nickelodeon or paint splat look. Everyone remembers that when we were kids, Nick's splat symbol? Well, we thought it would look awesome to make a splat on my nails. My toes are the orange and yellow glitter completely which i love! Kat's mom says she really should just give in and go get a cosmetology degree but Kat doesn't want to do peoples feet....lol. Also, do note, Kat bought the Migi Nail Art herself, she did not get it sent to her by Migi. And yes, i will probably post once a week, the new pics of my nails. Depends on if i get em done every week too. Sometimes a good manicure lasts longer.

Oh, if you wondering how to do the splat, Kat will give you instructions.

HI EVERYBODY! Kat here. Okay, so to do the nail art thing. You should clean your nails before hand, pun intended. Always take care of your nails, especially by cleaning them in the shower. Hot water does wonders for your skin. Once your done cleaning your nails, get out all your tools and make sure you always have paper towels nearby for messes.
Step 1: Choose your base for the half moon design then apply to the bottom half of your nails. To achieve the half moon design, I use the french tip sticker strips and place them up above where the bottom will be. Usually, i go up a tiny bit to allow for growth of the nail so your half moon doesn't show off the nail bed too soon. Paint one layer only unless its really thin. Allow to dry mostly.
Step 2: This is if your adding any lines, a glitter, or whatever else over the base. Usually, a good matchup is coordinating colors...like orange and yellow are close for a glitter top. Add your second layer and allow to dry. Once dry, remove the strips and you should have clean lines! If the lines appear jagged, use a cuticle pusher to gently smooth them out.
Step 3: Apply a clear base coat to the top half to the half moon line, don't go over the half moon. That makes the layers pretty even. If you want different colors, you can do so, just remember, color sometimes need extra coats to be even. Allow to dry.
Step 4: Pick your Migi color for the splats. I did the technique where you apply two drop layers then squiggle through them. Use the pen part for the drops, the bottom layer should be larger than the top. Apply the second color as soon as you finish your drops for the first, this helps make the splat.
Step 5: Take the cleaning pin (supplied in the migi nail art kit) and swirl it through the colors up and sideways. You'll need to run it through a few times to achieve the longer tentacles for the splat. Allow to dry.
Step 6: Apply a top coat of clear to keep it neat and clean. I use the fast dry diamond shine from Sally Hansen, expensive, but worth it. Once its dry, its pretty hard to chip unless your running or scraping your nails.

And that's how you make the splat! As long as you don't write nickelodeon in the middle, its not their splat lol. I think of it as a big paint splat on your finger. The colors for the nails i bought at Five Below ( best deal for polish!) as its 3 for $5.

Seemingly Random Title

Hehe, yeah, thought you all might laugh at that one. Okay here's the skinny. I'm enjoying myself and discussing this stuff. At least once a week after vacay i'll probably let Kat post up my story (she's the writer, i'm just her guinea pig for posting stories) and you all know it will be interesting. But other than that, i'm not a writer. Some of my blogs will be long, but thats because I am informing my public. Sometimes they'll be short. Like the previous one. That one had lots of pictures....Lala is too cute! Other than that, this isn't a blog for stories beyond what I feel like putting up. Mind you, the only readers really so far are russians and some FB friends. Wonder if Isaac would mention this to his Eve buddies. AH HA! Speaking of that.

Eve, the online space warfare/privateer/fun game that Isaac plays is expanding. Yes, they shall soon have their own console game out on PS3 for everyone. It's called Dust 514. And it'll be free to download and play on the PSN. For those of you looking for a game like halo but more like modern warfare, Dust is for you. Right now its still in Beta though. I will mention when its released though for you kids. Kat is an Eve player too. So she gets to play Beta soon on her PSN. And her youngest brother does too since Isaac doesn't play on ps3. That and CCP, which is the company that created Eve, has also announced their relaunching World of Darkness!!!! For those who remember White Wolf games before they fucked it all up, CCP is bringing back the online game!*dances for joy*now only problem is Kat and I had special characters given to us by the creator of that gaming series. She has a fully ascended Mage who has been given permission to come back and help police the other mages (sometimes they need it) and I have a special Toreador Vampire who was raised by a Venture out of St. Louis who has since become the wandering prince (aka ruler) who is pursuing the goal of uniting all the different races to band against the humans. But as of the time that they redid the game system, we have no clue if our characters are still viable. So, we use them in our own games. Currently, Kat's character is busy dealing with her Time Lord hubby who is still pissed she left him. Its always fun to piss on the Time Lord's day, ask Dr. Who. What games do you guys plays? I'm quite curious. So, leave a comment, I know you Russians can't all be playing Eve and taking over Low Sec.

Ah, the fun never stops

Yes, its true....when it rains, it pours....with fun. Kat just had to repair her roof. But we had fun. We made her youngest brother go monkey onto the other half of the duplex's roof and paint it with roof tar. He came back looking like he was gonna do a "black face" from old hollywood! It was hilarious! Then to cap off the fun, we had to go be the neighborhood watch and scream at a bunch of idiots at midnight on a week day. Poor Kat, she looked so tired. I tell you, it seems this neighborhood is a never ending stream of idiots. We sometimes sit on the porch just to watch to idiots go by! And do our nails too. We multitask, us Magus girls. The other day, Kat did her daughter's nails cause Lala asked...ut was cute. She picked out that nicki manjia color yellowy green then requested hot pink stars. She's a riot I tell you and smart too. She's also a true little diva. But she is only 4. Cutest curls too. I'll post a picture for everyone.

Now they are copyrighted, but frankly, its sad....Kat took em, she just used them on the company's equipment. The top one if from Month's ago. Best shot of that mischievous little devil. Says, "Look...don't piss me off. I'm not in the mood." The other two were from her 4th birthday pics. I love the one of her in the dress, soooooo southern belle. Too Cute. And the Rocker Girl was adorable. She had the Ipod and was trying to figure out why the music wasn't louder. She also just looked too cute in the outfit anyway. She is an adorably evil smart child. I love her as if I had her. And the best part is, I hear about her every day. And usually once a week, I'm there. Love that kid! Now, you all may bask in the Lala.

Literary Crackdowns

So, a little birdie told me while Kat and I were playing minecraft (SHUT UP....ITS FUN) that a couple of groups on a fansite are making so that people can't even post stories with romance, cussing, nor violence anymore by using a spambot virus. Sad really. I guess I won't even be able to hint one day soon at my exploits. But, never fear, kids, until they come and look me away, I'll post titilating tales for you all. Now, for a little fun.

I've gotten a few questions regarding my status as an Escort. I've said before that I "escort" men. Well, in the broadest sense I do. And it is a legitimate business. It's legal in all states to pay a woman for keeping you company...but not to have sex with her. What are trophy wives if not paid live-in escorts? I run my own independant service, everything is legit. I offer up entertainment in the form of my sterling company for men and women alike who would like someone to talk to for an evening or weekend, day trip, or extended stay. I DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH MY CLIENTS. This is in every contract signed by my clients. It expressly states that no sex will be involved unless it is consensual and that no money exchanges hands. I keep my own books, and the IRS knows this to be true. I also list that any clothes, jewelry, or anything else that can be construed as a gift, is that, a gift. IF a client wishes to give me a necklace, far be it from me to not accept....I like shiny objects! :) I do not accept those gifts in leiu of money for sex. EVER. Now for the fun.

I have past clients whom I have developed...how would it be seen....as friends with benefits. We don't pay each other for the sex, and its no one's business but our own. I know...I know, you guys are sad now. You all thought I was going to tell wild stories of illegal tales. Well, you see, before settling here back in the good ole' USA, i did just that. In Amsterdam! For about 3 years, I worked for a U.S. based escort agency that also had an office in Amsterdam. And let me tell you, it was a hoot! All escorts are given routine health exams. Literally once a month, we all give blood to test for all kinds of diseases. Its all quite proper i assure you. We made a percentage off of that trade as well as regular services. As part of an agency, just like in the US, there is a main store. In that store is a restaurant (not all have them), a bar, and a lounge. Like at a club. Except we, the escorts, lounge around and let the client pick. Now, unlike the US, there we lounge in sexy clothes or lingere. AND don't get me wrong, it was fun to dress up in skimpy outfits, but after a bit, i just felt like a slab of meat being eyed. Thankfully the Owner of my agency understood this and asked me to come back to nyc to be a regular escort, no sex.

I tell you, I jumped at that opportunity. By that point, it was getting a bit unsafe. I don't mean disease wise, but many of the windows and other places were trafficking in not just our services but others as well. Recently I heard, the company cut back on its services over there and moved the main european branch to germany. But thats not what I was telling you kids. Once back here, I started to feel...bored by sitting around, waiting for some client to call up and ask for me or get sent out to those parties and such we always get called for. It was boring. I'd had a number of clients say they loved me, but the services were getting a bit pricey in the economy. SO...I quit! That's right. I up and told Gennie (i jokingly call her My Mistress from that time) that i needed to find my own way. Thanks gods for Gennie.

She made my life so much more bearable and able to deal with. Gennie is like me, not exactly human, but I do not out my parafriends on here. She helped me understand things and helped me find a client base. Here's where I laugh. A good 2/3s of clients are paranormals. Oh, I'll never tell you who, but that's the truth. As I'm one as well, it makes it so much more relaxing for us! We worry when we're among the humans/norms about what would happen if say...we transform (thos who are shapeshifters), or spontaneously start to glow or spark electricity (magus and other magic users), or my favorite....grow horns or fangs and smack our lips at blood (sorry vamps, i had to!) Most of them are not bad guys, just misunderstood. I actually think some of my human clients are worse (remember the guy with the mother complex? Human.) And, since I'm a bonded Half-Demon Magus, its alright if i have to suddenly go kick some evil butt. I charge by the hour and if i have to leave, then the charges stop. Now, a few of these lovely people understand and have explained that they would prefer I come back so they know I'm alright. To those clients....YOU ARE THE BEST. I then only charge them a half rate cause hey, i'm generous like that! I sometimes come back bloody and with a broken arm, or broken whatever and they just get their car, and take me home. Course, I make so much off my Norm Clients that I usually pay their cleaning services. Sorry to all my Norms, though I doubt they'll ever know, I did change my name kiddos. But I charge extra cause I have to appear normal AND sometimes I have to go kick evil's butt then return like nothing is wrong. Usually, I just come up with some story about needing to leave early...family emergencies always work and as many of them think, I mean my escort family. Which used to be true in many regards. But now with Kat and her little girl, I do have true family emergencies. But, my life is full. Now, usually, this is a slow time for me after Memorial till about July, which is frankly perfect...I need a vacay too ya know! So, you guys won't hear as much from me right now. I'm relaxing...in the best place too. Screw fiji or hawaii or anywhere else, Kat's home is like my home only its not. I get to relax, cook for more than two (I do have a guard at home) and have fun just being myself. Also, as Kat is...how shall we say it...the Queen of our court, I do my duty as a guard during my vacation there. And that is a whole 'nother story right there kids! Have fun during the next dreary week....now....off to MINE!!!!!!!!

Grand Fun

Mmmm, good food, blues, and a handsome man make for a fantastic weekend. Jim, as I shall call him, was as always, a perfect gentleman and a wonderful conversationalist. We enjoyed ourselves as the music played. I'm not a big fan of Blues myself, but it is enjoyable if someone who truly understands the soul of the music plays. Most of the bands there....so so. But, one thing i did not like. A Mycian demon decided this was the right time to make himself known. I had to excuse myself for about half an hour, claiming Kat locked herself out of her house. Then i led the prick on a merry chase through town.

As the town is surprisingly big but has a number of abandoned buildings, i chose the old electric building down near the stadium. There's a place of haunting beauty if i ever saw it. Kat has discussed going to it for a full photo session, but has done it yet. Personally, after my little adventure, i think she's right. The building is pretty in the twilight and the inside is covered in cobwebs and looks so abandoned and lonely looking.

But back to my story...(i suck at writing here), The Mycian had followed me into the building and he looked around, i struck. He had no idea what to make of me. He garbled out that he thought he was following a little tasty witch morsel (they all call us witches even though i prefer the term Magus), his confusion was sweet to me. As a half demon, i can transform into my demonic form when I chose to but in this case, it was funny. I've done this hundreds of times before but this was the first time I'd felt like maybe I wasn't a demon. Being told i smell like a witch was an extreme compliment. I allowed the Mycian to die a swift death instead of a painful one. He smiled at me for it too. I felt truly sad that i had to kill him, but Sunael (that is the demon i am bonded with) doesn't want anyone in what He perceives as His Territory. Frankly, i couldn't care. Like Kat, i feel that all of Otherkind (those who aren't actually part of the homo sapiens species) should let Humans know us. In fact, that is why this blog is here. It is my chance to show the world that we exist. Though many will believe I'm just crazy and delusional, we are here. Sunael is bitching in my head about this too. He says i'm crazy for telling everyone, but he knows i'm right on one thing. With all these stories and movies about paranormals and otherkindred, its the perfect time to tell my story! If no one believes me....oh well! Not like i won't be part of a larger chain...hahahahaha

DAMN YOU STEPHANIE MEYERS AND STUPID TWILIGHT........i hate twilight. Its a mockery of everything i and my friends are.

ARGH really people?

okay, so over the weekend i decided to go up to Htown and hang with Kat for a few weeks. She's been having fun being sick and i felt it my sisterly duty to go check on her and maybe help her. Well, i understand why she likes and yet dislikes Htown. The place is wonderful when the trash aren't around. I mean, don't get me wrong, i've been in many cities where you had to have a knife on you to let anyone know you mean business. But seriously, the ijits here are down right retarded! They don't even the word idiot because that means they have something of a brain. Frankly, I'd have been surprised if any of them had a full brain between the lot. Gods above. But the worst part is, these ijits don't even know how to take care of their kids properly. But enough about that.

How was everyone else's holiday? I enjoyed myself. I had delicious Coke-a-Cola cake with caramel fudge icing and pretzel balls. It was soooo yummy! The other fun part about my few weeks trip is this....another friend of ours up there. He is...well needless to say, he makes this demon girl's heart beat faster. Like me, he's not exactly normal. He's blunt but also sweet when he wants to be. He's been a big help to Kat and I throughout the years. Whenever I get the chance to visit, we get together. He's a good friend, and fun, but he's not the man for me. I'm a girl with a dream!*winks then laughs* But no, he's a really good friend who is enjoyable and we can all go out and have fun with. This weekend is The Western Maryland Blues Festival. And as always, this girl has a date. One of the local higher up businessmen whom knew me a few years ago happens to live here. So, he asked me if I was busy this weekend and since i'm not, i figured what the heck, might as well. Though poor Kat hates the blues fest. She had to work it a number of years ago for a job and they threw her out cause her job didn't have permission to be there. So, she'll stay home while I go flittin' about. :)

One other piece of news, Kat's youngest brothers' graduated from high school finally! Thank goddess, they're finally done. Those two had so many issues with school, its a wonder they made it.

Also, go back and read Previous Entry as Kat says its a good one kiddos!

The Beginning of The Beginning

Just so everyone is on the same page as what's going on:
This is a blog written from a character's POV and about her life. I, Kiri Minney aka Kibykat, the writer, will from time to time, upload snippets of the story. Now the story is more R-rated than PG13, but i will not include any sexual scenes as its part of a larger story that is safely kept from children's reach. Blood, Gore, Violence, Sexual Innuendo and other things, but never full on sex. If you want that, you'll have to wait till its a published story. Sex is only free when its your own! ;) So, without much further ado, here is part of the beginning.

“When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate”[1]

Sometimes, one can wonder when one’s life becomes a mystery surrounded by higher and more powerful mysteries. Mystery my ass, my mystery was how I ever came to be roommates with that black toting, teetotaler bitch who claimed to be Wiccan. But I’m getting ahead of myself here. You must be wonder why I’m cursing my freshman roomie from college…I’m certain you’re also questioning my sanity. But here’s the rub of the issue. I’m possessed by a Daemon and a powerful one at that. It’s not something I care to dwell on too much for too long. My daemon is quite nice to me. He was pissed at being brought here just as much as I was pissed at my roomie for summoning him. But when I walked in on her “little ceremony” only to find out I would end up being the sacrifice to her vanity, I was royally ticked.

I’m a Wiccan myself; well more like I’m a Magus, but it’s the 21^st century, not that many would know the difference. For me, seeing a Daemon summoned is anathema to who I am, or well, used to be. You see, it happened right around Ostara, or as the mundanes call it, First day of Spring. I was just returning from my late evening class when I walked in on the biggest surprise.

“Hello Tess! You’re just in time!” Lizzie said as she stared at me from the middle of the black chalk circle and symbols.

I starred in astonishment at our living room. Gone were the couch, the table, and the lamp; in the middle of the room was a circle with dark flames licking at the edges and a smoky scent of decay wafting through the air. I felt nauseated as I walked in and closed the door. I just couldn’t believe what I saw. Liz seemed like a normal, slightly misguided Wiccan when we started college last semester. A whole month away had changed something in her. I had never done any coven work with her, being from a group who do not like to mix with outsiders, but this had changed the whole game.

“Don’t be shy, come closer…you can step into the circle if you wish!” she laughed the last part.

“Oh, Lizzie…what are you doing?” I asked mournfully as I edged closer to the circle.

“Don’t you even think about bringing up any of your so-called “instinctive magic”, Tess. You couldn’t even hold a candle to what I am now. So don’t even try.”

I stopped and just starred. It was like looking at something that was once bright and shining; and then seeing the other side of the penny and all its corrosion. She was nude and glistening with sweat; from the working or from something else…I stopped as I noticed my dildo laying amongst a number of items that were all mine.

“You BITCH!” I gasped.

She had taken my hair brush, my favorite nightgown, a bottle of my expensive sea-salt body wash, and my dildo. And I knew she had used the dildo…it had her leftover juices all over it. I was pissed at this point. I mean, I could forgive her if she stopped right now and dismantled the circle with my help, but using my items to do whatever it was she was doing, fuck her. I could hear her laughing before I realized she was talking, but it wasn’t to me. She was looking into my black mirror; my expensive scrying mirror my priest brother had bought for me years ago.

“She’s here, you can have her soul if that’s to your liking, my Lord.” Lizzie said as she grinned evilly at me.

What the fuck…what in the flaming fuck had I stepped into. Lizzie had to be crazy; nothing could come out of my mirror, not even for me! I was completely flabbergasted. I watched as the mirror expanded in diameter, taking up half the circle. It was beyond anything I had seen. I was transfixed as I watched horns, then a head with glossy black hair and sharp, elven like ears and a face that was as handsome as it was ugly appear above the mirror surface. It’s head turned as its eyes starred at me, a smile tugging at its lips.

“My my my, what a pretty morsel, Lizabette. You’ve given me a rare treat.” It spoke as it pulled itself out of the mirror fully. A Daemon; a fully-fledged, beyond comparison, Daemon. I growled softly as it grinned more, showing a row of fangs. Goddess, it looked hungrily at me.

“Liz, what in the fucking hell is wrong with you!?” I yelled. I knew for a fact that no one else would hear this whole thing going down, since we had installed soundproofing foam on all the walls and doors.

Liz laughed, “Oh, that’s rich. You; asking me what’s wrong with me? Maybe it should be the other way around, what is wrong with you? You and your precious coven.” Her voice dripped with venom.

“You wouldn’t let me come with you for Mabon, and you refused to have me come with you for Samhain, so why would I think you cared about me? Why would I consider you even a witch if you wouldn’t let me join you at your coven’s rituals? Hmm? You hate me, so I feel like you shouldn’t get to enjoy anything when your such a hypocrite and liar.” She said before laughing again.

“My dear child, unlike your companion here, I harbor no ill will towards you.” The daemon said. I shivered at those words.

“Yes, but fuck you both. I refuse to be eaten, given up as a sacrifice, or even entertain you two with stories right now. I’m out.” I said, hoping that my own shielding would hold long enough to allow me to escape.

“I think not…”whispered the daemon.

I heard the lock click on the door then I watched as a shimmering gray and purple shield went up. I knew I was fucked then. I turned and closed my eyes, murmuring words of power my brother had taught me when I was young.

“Fevno, krisna, oh goddess Morigan, please come to my aid.” I whispered as I felt my power pooling into my hands, knowing I had a few seconds before it was complete.

“How cute, she thinks she can hurt you, Lord.” Liz said, cackling like one of those crones in a Disney movie.

The daemon shifted and I felt my mirror shatter. I whimpered as I opened my eyes to watch it advance to the edge of the circle. It was sweeping aside the chalk like it was nothing. Goddess above, would I even be able to go against it?! I channeled and dug deeper, trying to scrounge up a good tenth of my power to at least immobilize it long enough to unsummon it. I wondered what would happen if I told the cops I walked in to find Liz with some weird guy with full body tattoos swirling over him and a dagger in his hand, cause I knew that she would end up dead. I at least thought I might have a trump card…if I could remember how to merge.

“Child, I think you have had enough time to consider your own inadequacies.” It said as it turned towards Liz.

“Wait, I’m not your meal! She is!” Liz screamed as she pointed towards me, stepping back further from the mirror.

“You, my lovely idiot, brought me here, now to pay my price. I will kill you.” It reached out a hand…or what could be construed as a hand towards Liz and sunk its claws into her shoulder.

Liz’s eyes glazed over before she fainted. I guess she hadn’t thought this through when she decided to summon a daemon, but really, what a wussy to the end. The daemon leaned in and closed its mouth over hers, I had no clue what was happening. But I knew I had to try to escape now! I turned around and wiggled my fingers, enjoying the cool, wet felling of my magic floating on my hand. It always felt like that when I used it. I lifted my hand and tossed the magic at the shield as hard as I could. I hoped it would work. I closed my eyes as it hit the shield and a bright flare shot up. As the light died, I opened my eyes, looking at the still perfect shield.

“FUCK!” I stamped my foot, indignant at my predicament.

I heard laughter from behind me and turned slightly, looking at the Daemon over my shoulder as it dropped Liz.

“Oh, fuck off daemon.” I said.

It laughed more as it picked up my ritual dagger (did Liz have to steal most of her craft stuff from me tonight?!) and walked towards me again, the line partially blurred from it sweeping it away. I stepped further back and sighed. I knew I could merge but did I want to sell out? I finally remembered that merging was quite simple, but there really wasn’t any way to undo a merging that I knew of. I could just let myself die but I totally did not want my soul possessed. There wasn’t much more I could do, but the Daemon was finally moving out of the circle.

“My dear, I don’t want to eat you. You see, in the grand scheme of things, you’re what some would call a vessel. That…whore who dared to call me was just a ploy so I could get my hands on you, my darling. Many in the Underworld see you as the epitome of a female Magus, one who is the embodiment of what a being of great magic and skill should be. Although your still not a full Magus yet, you are still worthy.” It said as it stopped just outside the line.

I looked up, confused; “Wait, what? And anyway, just who are you…or well what are you…er…”

The Daemon shook as it laughed; its body not as ugly as I thought. So very humanoid in shape, but unlike humans it’s skin was blackish blue with dark red in some places. The wings were reddish black and almost feathery but with sharp angles like that of the prehistoric pterodactyls. The horns poking out from its long red tinted black hair were spiraled like a ram horn only thinner.

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[1] Shakespeare, William; Sonnet #29; 1593a.d.

So here's a question

So, here's a question I've been asked by a few clients over the years. "So, you're religion is wicca? What does that mean?" I've tried to explain it but it's hard to explain something that is familial and personal to me and my family. By family, I mean my coven. My parents are loving people and understand that I was given a chance to become someone productive and useful as my dad would say. But the one thing they never could understand was that I fully embraced the heritage they gave me. I got the lion share of magical gifts, whereas my younger sister and brother are extremely normal to the Nth degree. I'm the weirdo in the family! I was raised outside of DC, but Kat and I ended up meeting at this christian thing in middle school (YES...I was also raised Episcopalian.) So after that we ended up good friends and because of Kat, I met Raziel. You'll hear me talk about Raz a lot as well as poor Kat (she's my best friend/sister she knew what she was getting into when she suggested this!)

He trained us both to accept our hereditary gifts and follow family traditions. Unlike many "New Agers", we go by Magus or Magi (yes, the three wisemen jokes may fly.) Personaly, I like "Sexy Sorceress". So, if you have a question about what it is I do, feel free to leave a comment! But seeing as how our religion, like everyone elses' is personal on level, I am not getting into the nitty gritty details on here. For now, everyone will have to live with this.

"Salagagoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Put 'em together and what have you got bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagagoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo It'll do magic believe it or not bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagagoola means mechicka boolaroo But the thingmabob that does the job is bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagagoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Put 'em together and what have you got bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi-boo"


Now just so everyone doesn't think i'm strange, I will flat-out refuse to define her religion as ya'll haven't even gotten parts of the story yet. Until that time, ya'll can wonder. -Kibykat

Oh Goodness Gracious Me...busy!

Last year on this date, Kat eloped to Las Vegas!*giggles*yup, she decided to say screw it and they did the deed the cliche way. But Kat was the most beautiful of brides that memorial weekend. Honestly, it was a fun week there. I think Kat had a lot of fun out in the desert. Poor Isaac was looking very old school gangster but the sun came out and shined right down on them for the whole ceremony! *laughs* I and everyone else said it was a sign that the gods favor this commune of two souls. Practically every picture of them, there's sunshine. But i digress. I did a photo shoot in japan back in april, which was annoying because japanese is not my strong point. Poor Iikari was frantic by the end because the only way we could communicate was through hand signals and dance. Thank goddess for my ability to recognize geisha dances.

Venice was by and far my most favorite stop in my intercontinetal tour over the past week. The city is just...beautiful. Paris was paris though i must say the issue with bhurka are becoming outrageous. To me, a bhurka is beautiful because you never...never...know what is hiding under there. A drop dead goregous woman could be hiding underneath! As usual, England was england. And speaking of, Murdoch is still going down in flames. Which does not bode well for a client of mine. But hey, he was a very lazy client. Once a year on the anniversary of his mother's death always creeped me out....*shudders*Thankfully, he never wanted sex, just someone to spend the day with. His mother was his life. I always tell my psych client that that customer would be a field study for him. As many have probably figured out, i don't actually kiss and tell....i just give tidbits. I'm such a tease in that regard. Later kiddos!

Mmm mmm mmmmmmmm

Man do i love going to Morgantown to meet up with my one client there. Best sushi by far....Ogawa. I know, some might have expected Dragonfly, but after a few times there, my client and i both agree that they need to stop catering to the frat boys who think their so cool by eating something other than burgers. Ogawa has great sushi, a very normal atmosphere like you would expect at a sushi bar in nyc and not too over priced (though he always says it ain't the price that makes good sushi but the chef's ability.) After dinner we would normally go for a walk along the river but instead we just went to a cafe for coffee and chatter.

No, no sex kiddies.*laughs*He's like my dad's age and just appreciates a beautiful girl on his arm. He's sweet and was one of the first in my "oldest group" who got me started. I do owe a good portion of my beginnings to a certain former DC mistress who saw me standing around trying to figure out a job on the steps of Penn Station in nyc. I wonder if Bette isn't busy next week...i'll have to ask her if she wants to go shopping. I do so love shopping!

Oh yeah! Like my pic? Kat's Husband Isaac drew it for me...he's a really good artist. Hehe, not gonna see my pretty face for real guys, sorry. Goes with the whole, keep myself safe thing. And as you all should know, only names in here that are real are certain ones...all clients and such are renamed for their benefit. Kat and Isaac on the other hand couldn't care less if anyone saw their names....XD

Last Night Was Interesting

so, last night, a client actually came over....the one i'm going to be going with saturday. Not a surprise to me, but then again, i was dressed for the day of being home and having gone and done some grocery shopping beforehand, i wasn't dolled up. Not that big a deal, since he has seen me at my worst. But it was a nice change of pace to just relax. He only wanted to hang out and discuss the trip before sat. Well, we hung out and did normal....almost coupley stuff. Don't get me wrong, its nice and feels good to be valued and cared for in that regard, but i honestly doubt anyone would see me as nothing more than the whore they've always assumed i was. But again, i loved my night in!


We watched a horrible soft core porn movie about Dr. Frankenstein and him creating a frankenstein Eve.......it was soooooo bad. The dialogue was just awful. If we had had popcorn, we'd have thrown it. It was really bad acting and over the top. I've read and watched a good bit of porn in my day (closest friend is an erotica writer), so i know what i'm talking about. But this...it was like eating overly sweet maple sugar candy then finding out it had gooey maple syrup inside as well. Anyone else watch or read really badly written porn? Also, don't forget kids, i'll be off till tuesday!

Adventure Time!

Sorry for the cheesy line there.*laughs* Cold medicine is kicking in majorly. I just flew in from Reno where i was at a photo shoot for a client. I'm not just an escort here, kiddies. I also do the random modeling contracts for clients (like Maxim, FHM, and a few others), voiceovers for cartoons, and singing. Best shoot of the 2012 year in my opinion. This was actually for a client who produces geek tees and other types of items. My favorite tee was deom him is an older one, its the "To Gnomie is to love me".*giggles* I have a secret soft spot for whimsical and amusing things like that. My good friend Kat was telling me her mom actually has that tee (her mother is a huge garden gnome/lawn flamingo fan). I love silly stuff sometimes. And i'm sure it's because i totally have to act like a proper lady for hours at a time. Guilty pleasure here....i love Phineas and Ferb from Disney.
But i digress....saturday, i'll be out of contact for a few days. Going off till next tuesday with a client to a lovely cabin in the woods (aka, a farm, but hey, i love 4wheeling!) and there's no internet down there. (He prefers quiet but says he has been contemplating internet.) One of my longest clients as well. Gotta be good to my benefactors. Everyone must go see Kat's husbands FA page. He's a rockin' artist kids! Love!*blows kiss*

Oh yes, Hello!

So, a friend suggested i give blogging a go as i lead an interesting, albeit, unromantic and strange life. You see, i'm a mistress. Or some call us Escorts. In my case...i am a woman who goes places with men who pay for me to be there. Genrally...no sex involved (that costs lots ;), just kidding!), but i am a pretty thing on the arm of men. I won't talk about who they are, but needless to say, i will speak of my adventures and the fun i have. Out of everything, i'm also a witch. But i stumbled across something quite sinister as a freshman in college. After that, my world changed. I went from being a bit geeky to being the sexiest girl on campus. Sought after but never caught.*blows a kiss* I digress.....

This shall be the place i talk of myself. Hopefully, i'll come to realize that i'm normal on some scale. Hope ya'll enjoy!*winks*






Now for the other half. Okay, this isn't a real person. This is a character. For those who know, this is Kibykat, a writer on a few sites, who has come up with this idea of a character talking about their life as if they truly were here in what we consider our reality. So, just keep mind, some things are from real life (places, some people, and events) of the writer and other things are made up. Names will sometimes appear that may be from real people but not always from the person whom its impling. Hopefully, ya'll enjoy this! ;) 


P.S. Also, it seems I somehow lost the original google account, and since it was a while back (i forget things!) i had to totally make a whole new one. So now, its back in a new form!