Has anyone used Google Chrome? Firefox has been my best Internet friend since 2003, and I love its extensions and addons, but the tech guy from whom I bought my laptop installed Chrome just in case I wanted to give it a whirl, and I've been eyeing it ever since. I know there have been some privacy concerns, but I've been unable to find a coherent, clear explanation of those concerns beyond, "It records everything you do." Okay, but don't most browsers when you get right down to it? If they didn't, then law enforcement wouldn't have such a jolly time rooting through people's computers and subpoenaing their ISPs.
Writing good smut is hard. Whereas sex is a lush sensory experience, tactile and organic, writing is a dry intellectual exercise in translating ideas into relatable images, and the two are difficult to integrate. It's even harder for someone like me, whose sexual experiences are limited and far outside the norm. And it gets even thornier when dealing with circumstances to which you are unaccustomed and in which you have never found yourself. I've never dealt with horny German men or uncircumcised penises, and so I'm t00bing around Google, surreptitiously clicking on links about fellatio with uncircumcised men and praying that my mother doesn't catch me reading about the Sacred Peepee from the corner of her eye. I shouldn't have to hide my sexuality or justify my interest in sex, but it's just another glorious perk of crippledom. I'm thirty-something going on three in my family's eyes, and nothing will ever change that.
Writing good smut is hard. Whereas sex is a lush sensory experience, tactile and organic, writing is a dry intellectual exercise in translating ideas into relatable images, and the two are difficult to integrate. It's even harder for someone like me, whose sexual experiences are limited and far outside the norm. And it gets even thornier when dealing with circumstances to which you are unaccustomed and in which you have never found yourself. I've never dealt with horny German men or uncircumcised penises, and so I'm t00bing around Google, surreptitiously clicking on links about fellatio with uncircumcised men and praying that my mother doesn't catch me reading about the Sacred Peepee from the corner of her eye. I shouldn't have to hide my sexuality or justify my interest in sex, but it's just another glorious perk of crippledom. I'm thirty-something going on three in my family's eyes, and nothing will ever change that.
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