January 14, 2009

The New JS

I've been by to try to set up my old blog...but to no avail. I can't use my old name, but there is no one else using it either--I am told that means some of my old blog was salvaged, but no one has contacted me about it and so I don't know for sure. Regardless, I had my entire blog archived; I don't care what they salvaged--I've got what I need.

All I want is to be able to go back to being GoGo at Journalspace. I just want what was familiar. I just want to know instead of feeling like I'm still in limbo.

So many other bloggers have got their old JS names--I just want mine. Or, I want to hear from someone telling me what's going on. Right now it feel like it was a lot better when there was just no more JS at all. I can't help but feeling jealous of the others who have retrieved their names...even though I can appreciate that they might be feeling like just getting a name back isn't very much.

It feels like more than I've got. 

I've lost my identity.

I just want to go home.

I am pouting.


January 13, 2009

This is the company some of my company is training with for 3 weeks--and it is thrilling!

Tonight we will be exploring weight sharing. Last night's training at SATE was exhilarating...but I ache all over today. It's a good ache, though. Well worth it.

I look forward to tomorrow's ache, as well. It should be stunning.


Good to be Home

My company got back to weekly training tonight after our holiday--and it was FABULOUS!!

Tomorrow night I continue my 3 week workshop with PILOBOLUS...this week just keeps getting better, and it's only just beginning.

2009 gets better and better and better and...

Life is GREAT!


January 11, 2009


I am no longer allowing anonymous comments in my blog. 

Trust me, for the most part I believe that my anonymous commenters mean well and I really do know who most of them are (by design)...but then there is always the off-chance that either my stalker or some family member is in here trying to control me or scare me, and frankly I'm done with that shit.

If you care enough about what I say to comment at all, then from now on you are going to be required to man-up and at least come up with some sort of imaginative nom de plume. If you can't do that, then really you're not interesting enough to be commenting in here anyway.

As for my regular "anonymous" visitor--you know this isn't about you, so don't sweat the small stuff. This is about holier-than-thou fucktards who think they're being sneaky. 

Oh. And with regard to my previous post: the wait was well worth it, and 2009 promises to be the year of the powerhouse orgasm. I love my 40's.