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Being Cassy............
 

Being Cassy.......
Living Life
No Longer On The Outside
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Every Cloud Has A Teary, Snotty Lining
Posted:Apr 1, 2010 5:23 pm
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2015 5:57 am
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Every Cloud Has A Teary, Snotty Lining


I am happy here.
Happy with my new apartment, working towards new goals, creating a new life with new plans for the future.

My lover wrapped around me post coital......
skin to skin
I feel warm
I feel wanted
I feel loved
I feel DESIRED

A text from D comes through the crackberry telling me he misses me.
That the cats miss me and they miss the other cats.
They are acting needy and out of sorts.
(We divided the furries 2 to each home)

Then saddens overtakes me
Breaks Me
Makes me Cry
My happiness turns into an ache.
My eyes swell.....
a lump in my throat

sniffles

Where does the intensity go when it stops being an intense love and just becomes love.
Seems to me that it just becomes sadness....

Don't get me wrong, I have NO regrets.
It's just that every time I think I am through the grieving process,
there is still just a little more crying to be done.

I am lucky, I have someone to wipe my tears.
I cry even more when I think of D home watching TV alone with sad cats.
and I wonder how my lover feels watching me cry for my past.
understanding as he is....it still has to suck.
I know he's afraid to let go and relax into me being with him.

Somehow I have manage to hurt us all...
D
My Lover
Me
(and apparently the friggen cats)

FUCK.....it just sucks that sometimes love is NOT enough!
Whose the the bright fucker who started that false truth.

BLAH


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I am no Martha Stewart.......apparently, the second in a semi occasional series
Posted:Aug 24, 2007 11:13 pm
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2014 10:03 am
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Remember my post I am no Martha Stewart.

I alway keep a clean apartment.....
but, it will never pass the white glove test;
there is dust in every corner.

That is, there was...
The bathroom floor is sparkling tonight.
the hall carpet has been washed as well.

meaning......
I ran the tub and jumped on Affairlook for a quick moment.


I swear it was just a moment.
The tub over flowed, leaving 2 inches of water on the bathroom floor; and 8 feet of now soaked carpet in the hallway.

D is either gonna kill me or hug me laughing when he gets home.
Hard to say which.

he called to say he was off.....
I told him to stay and have a few beer after work.

I Hope he does a few shooters too

I hate doing floors.
One down.....kitchen left to go!

So blogland.....What is your most hated chore?

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I am no Martha Stewart.......apparently, the third in a semi occasional series
Posted:Oct 18, 2007 1:26 pm
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2014 7:41 pm
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I did laundry today.
I was in a hurry, as I needed the clothes to wear to work.

I threw the clothes in the washer.....

TWICE
When I went back to get the clothes out of the dryer;
I realized instead of putting the clean clothes in the dryer I re-started the washing machine.


Shit!
No time now.
Guess I will be wearing something else.




Other Classic Cass moments

I am no Martha Stewart

I am no Martha Stewartapparently, the second in a semi occasional series

Living In A Cyber World


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Cassy Quirks.....
Posted:Sep 17, 2007 12:32 pm
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2014 10:00 am
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I enjoyed reading VP's quarks so much in Tag I39m It , I decided to list mine on my own blog........

I was completely deaf until I was six with an inner ear infection with bouts of hearing issues throughout my life. It left me behind in pronunciation. Words like middle easy mistaken for mittle etc...

I am very dyslexic. I would rather speak in front of a crowded room for 30 minutes then read a simple paragraph in front of people. I panic if I have to read aloud..... It makes me sick to my stomach.

I have a cat who won't walk on wrinkles and humps plush animals and another cat who goes through periods of depressions where he withdraws from contact, looses weight and stops cleaning his fur.

I will not spend a significant amount of money on sunglasses. I lose them or kill them too quickly. I am on my 5th pair since June.

I am all too eager to follow people out of elevators, even when it is not my stop.

I love music but have shitty rythimin and can't keep in tune when I sing. I am also one of those annoying singers who sings tunes that I don't know the lyics of.

I can have one drink or two....
but, if I have 3...... I am out for the night and will not stop drinking.

I sill have 'flashbacks' as a result of the copious amount of hallucinogenics I did in my mid twenties. Particularly if I am sick or am working extra hard in the gym.

Watching the news makes me cry....so I stopped.

In my job I served Prime Ministers, Rockstars and Movie stars. I could give a shit....
Yet, I always get local musicians to sign my CD's and I get so nervous about asking them.

Anyone who reads my blog knows I can spell for shit.
In high school I was editor of our student magazine.
Though....that was before the hallucinogenics.

I will never enter a washroom with food or drinks.
I envision "germy" air particles attaching to them.

I have a freakishly small jaw. When the dentist took a bite cast of me he had to use a 's bite plate. As a result, I can't give a 6"+ cock a decent blow job....sorry D and Song .

I don't like moving through large crowds of people; it makes me slightly panicky inside. Yet, I can work in a bar with back to back people and not be fizzed.

I do not like small washroom or changing room cubicals. I always go to the handicapped cubical because it it slightly larger. If I do use a small one, I do not lock the door.

I cry when I am happy, sad or sometimes after a really good fuck!




So blogland......what are your quirks
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Random, Silly, Useless, Cassy Info.....
Posted:Sep 3, 2007 8:23 am
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2014 9:58 am
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Something I do that drives D batty....
Ok, one of the many things I do that drive D batty....

I wave at every Harbor Hopper that goes by.

The harbour hopper is an Amphibious Tour.
A boat that travels along the harbor....
then, sprouting legs (wheels) and travels through the city's core.

I have been waving at these tours since the first one started. In this city, one passes every 15 minutes.

In the beginning a vast majority of the tour would happily wave back donning big smiles.
Over the years this has steady decreased.
Now I find myself waving and only a few....or *pouts* no one wave backs.
D is happily waiting for the day that I feel like too much the fool and stop.

See the thing being...
I noticed the lack of wave back enthusiasm started the summer after 911.
Coincidence?
Maybe so.

All the same....
For that reason I refuse to stop waving to the damn boat/bus thingy; despite the fact that most of the time....I now just feel foolish.


So I am wondering blogland...
What foolish, silly little thing to you do?
Spill it!

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Effen Socks
Posted:May 5, 2007 9:38 pm
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2014 9:37 am
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I am tired of doing laundry and having to sort through socks.

I buy the standard black tube sock.
I never really look at the size or length, I just look for the familiar pack and chuck two of them, in my cart. (I do make sure says Adult, I made the mistake of buying once)
The result....
I have a huge draw full of black socks...
Different lengths and various levels of wear and tear. I am tired of doing laundry and having to lay them out in groups to pair them off.
Tomorrow, I am going out and buying 8 packs of identical socks...all the same, length and size ect....
Then I am throwing out my entire figgen sock draw.

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Losing My Religion.......
Posted:Jul 10, 2010 10:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2014 6:38 pm
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D is dating someone new.
I am happy for it, I have been after him to get back onto the , so to speak.
I am with someone and happy; and I want the same for him!

I cleaned out the apartment and removed 'traces of Cassy'
I want what is now, HIS apartment to be girl friendly.
D does not seem to think that matters, as we are still close friends and spending time with me is a GF deal breaker for him.
I am a girl, I know better. So get my stuff outta da way and allow for new movement without stress.

I mean everything I said, I really do.....
But who is she????

What the fuck does she look like?
I know she is skinny, but is she prettier then me too?
Is he using protection?
Is he cumming inside her.
Sexually D was a meat and potatoes man..... pre me, that is.
Did I just loosen the jar..... Now, is someone else gets the contents?

I want him to be happy, I really do.
Let her make him Happy, but a tiny bit less happy, then I made him!
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Losing my Electrons
Posted:May 11, 2010 2:36 pm
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2014 6:37 pm
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Wish me luck!!
Tomorrow I write my Chemistry Exam.
Needless to say I am wiggin out a we bit.
After all, it's first exam since 1993

I have done so much studding that everything seems blurred and I am petrified that I will be answering the wrong equations styles as an answer.

On a side note....
D_Intoxicologist is in the same class so it should be interesting to see how we both make out.
I will keep you all posted


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I have never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself......
Posted:Aug 3, 2009 8:43 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2010 9:00 am
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I have never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A little bird will fall dead, frozen from a bough, without ever having felt sorry for itself.
---------------D. H. Lawrence

I have been really stressed with family issues as of late.
Missed a week of work and the extra finical expense of subsiding my mothers low income
(as well as my unemployed sister)is weighing heavy on me.
Also, in the process of making decisions for both my mother an step dad (who has Alzheimer's) that will make things easier futuristically but will be unpopular with the family.
They really don't seem to be aware of their limitations and I am nothing if not practical in these matters.
Practical is often not popular; such is the case here. I have to stop thinking about the fallout consequences and just get it done.
Just thinking about it has been exhausting......
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Tales from The Funny Farm.......
Posted:Jul 15, 2009 6:27 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2010 11:26 am
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I had to re commit my mother the other day (on account of her mental illness).
Taking away someones rights to make decisions for themselves is not an easy process.... and it shouldn't be.
I have meetings with Doctors, nurses, shrinks, lawyers, representatives.
It's a long list, and aside from time it takes a mental toll.
Anyhoo......
I only write this explain the lapse in returning friends calls, e-mails and texts. (Tiff, Vp I am sorry)
(e-mails from picless profiles or protruding penis....not all that sorry )

On a side note, some of the patients have certain like qualities about their mental disposition. Last time mom was in the hospital I bought a roughly drawn crayon print of a daisy from a patient for $2.
She was delighted and I was happy she was delighted.

Apparently 'The word is out'......I am an 'Art Collector'!!!!
I am now the proud owner of ...
-a rock with a chalk smile
-a rock with a chalk frown
-a rock
-4 crayon pictures of flowers
-an unidentifiable sculpture made of Popsicle sticks
-a ball of clay




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conculsion....
Posted:Jun 23, 2009 8:27 am
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2009 5:49 am
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A conclusion is simply the place where someone got tired of thinking

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Good Natured Ribbing......
Posted:May 29, 2009 6:05 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2010 4:15 pm
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Last night two southern gentleman were drinking in my bar.

"Where you boys from", I asked.

Gent #1 - "We are from Georgia.", says the first guy. "Though...please keep talking to us, even though we are American."

Cass - "Certainly", I said with a mischievous smile, "We love you guys now that Obama is President!"

To which gent #2 relied, "Funny, cause we like you guys better now that Stephan Harper is Prime Minister."

Guess I lost that round
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Gobal Village.......
Posted:May 28, 2009 2:21 pm
Last Updated:Jun 13, 2009 8:55 am
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If the earth's population were to shrink into a village of only 100 hundred people - with all the human ratios existing in the world; this tiny diverse village would look like this......

*57 people would be Asian, 21 would be European, 14 from the Western Hemisphere and 8 people would be African.
* 52 would be female, 48 Male
*20 of the 100 people would be Caucasian.
*6 people would possess 59% of the entire villages wealth and all six would be from the States.
*80 of the 100 people, would live in substandard housing.
*70 people would be unable to read
*50 would suffer from Malnutrition

* 1 person would be pregnant
* 1 person would be near death
* 1 person would have a university education
* 1 person would own a computer

So, if you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, roof overhead and a place to sleep......
you are richer then 75% of the population.

Kinda puts things in perspective huh!


Any thoughts??



information put together by Dr. Philip Harter of the Standford School of Medicine
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