Photoshop, on this computer, is... painful. *wry grin* As soon as Caleb gets home I'm going to have him go over the computer and figure out what all he's willing to delete to clear up space - I've already got everything of mine off (including Fucadia) except the pictures I want to work with and the all of what, four, MP3s I downloaded. I KNOW he isn't using all of this stuff... what I do NOT know is which he is and isn't using. So I'm not touching anything until he gakes a look at it all. *grins*

If anyone is curious as to how I'm spending my spare time, here's the general layout: wake up, be disturbed by how late I slept, even if I tried to have an alarm wake me (I'm sorry, pet...), and then stumble out into the living room. Here I look for dishes to do (there's usually some), do said dishes, and then dirty 'em again making myself something resembling breakfast. Soda, reading, and catching up on email and journals then follows. The rest of the day is spent doing whatever seems interesting; usually online research, writing if I can manage it, sometimes organization but not often. I haven't gotten fully into the swing of things.

In addition to this, I am masturbating... oh, the joys of vibrators! I've missed orgasms, I have. And, of course, pouncing Cal when he gets home. *wicked grin* I have such plans for him tonight...

...but! The reason I got on that whole topic was the masturbation. If you are female, and on the lookout for someone who knows how to talk someone into an orgasm, I strongly suggest you stop by today's Link. WOW. *the grin broadens* Mind you, he's taken and loyal to her - Claire is a very lucky girl - but he's human and doesn't mind helping out a friend in need, as I was.

See, Oxycodone, while wonderful and useful, also tends to make orgasms damned impossible to get at. Caleb's provided them often and without seeming to have any problem... I swear, he could get me off just by LOOKING at me. He's wonderful. *bounces* But when masturbating, sometimes it can take a couple HOURS, and well, by then it's just lost all its thrill. I get off a lot quicker and it's a lot more satisfying if someone else is involved in some way, and in this case the some way was a MSN chat window, a bit of dirty talk, and me leaning back with a vibrator and fingers and imagination... much fun.

So I got to actually cum today while masturbating, which was intensely satisfying, even if it did make the pain a bit worse afterward. *sighs* Pleasure has its price, and it's one I am consistantly willing to pay.

It's 7:40 now... Caleb will, hopefully, be home in an hour or two. I think dinner tonight is going to be pasta and cream-of-mushroom soup and green beans and canned chicken; it's either that or ramen or eating out, and I suspect he'll be much happier if he just collapses and enjoys a Jax-cooked meal. At least this particular meal is one I KNOW how to cook... done so often enough at ZooHouse and at Dixon house and even a version of it at the Madhouse.

*sighs* Ok, I had thought I'd be able to hold out on my mad a bit longer... but... ehh. I miss Grr! *pouts*

I'm still on a bit of a "Run Lola Run" kick, musically speaking... I'm tempted to text a certain someone and wake him up 'cause I miss him too... oh, hey, if you get a chance to go journal-wandering, drop by Torian's page and send him a text message, ok? Everybody needs to be reminded that they are read and liked and such occasionally.

There's not much else going on at the moment, sadly... it's all pretty quiet around here. I'm debating getting a quick nap in before Cal comes home, or logging on to Trillian and seeing if he's gonna be working late, or playing Spyro II - I have Spyro, Spyro II (Ripto's Rage), and Spyro 3 (Year Of The Dragon), and I'm waiting eagerly for Spyro 4, which is supposed to be coming out soon - or maybe getting a head start on a fresh pipe. *wry grin* It all sounds good.

California isn't half bad after all, I guess.