no, I don't get bored (heavy sarcasm)...

as many of you know by now, I am addicted to clicking and when asked why, I have many answers... some legit, honest, sincere, and real... some sarcastic and miocking either myself or the inquirer... different parts of me click for different reasons... my heart clicks to find love and sympathetic people (syncronicity) and with all the hope in the universe, the one... my mind clicks to find stimulation, inspiration, and something to ponder and write about... both heart and mind (and anima or spirit) click to find inspiration to believe that my dreams can still come true, and art and music and fun...

my libido clicks to find pictures that turn me on...

it is this latter bit of clicking that becomes the thrust of this entry... I hear it is always usually a good thing to have some thrust with entry, so even though I may have meant crux, I will stand by my first verbage... being that maybe of you maybe be shocked and appauled by the time this entry concludes, I figure that any time is a good time to start mocking myself, if just to take the edge off... feel free to do whatever it is you do, take whetever it is your take, go wherever it is you go, or whatever to take your edge off so you might enjoy the naked ribald of a day in the life of an adult friend finder...

very often I will click on picture of someone because they are attractive or interesting, because their eyes or smile say something positive to me... it almost always starts with the eyes, or the mouth, or both... the face definitely grabs my attention first, in spite of the butt shots that have been passing for internet art in previous entries... or at least links to those photos... and that was the case when I clicked on kathyypee (who's smile inspired a laugh and a sudden desire to kiss, which was further exacerbated by clicking on her eyes and then her smile had me laughing as once upon a time I would be singing the lyric on her site I'll stop the world and melt with you at first site, but all this visual fantasy is besides the point so out, dang parentheses, and get to the point... yeah right) and I found a song I never heard before but because of a few lines, the first few in fact, I want to hear it again and really pay attention...

I love it when a song demands I listen like that...

the group is Nada Surf (and I love their site navigation and the fact that they have a diary) and the song is Always Love (that's my myspace site where you can hear it {I think, at least until it's taken down} because the previous song I had on my myspace site was deleted by the site owner who made it available)...

my visual mind is in love with the internet as much as my literary mind, for instance, I am fascinated by the hands in this image entitled big clock, small titties... I mean the hands on the clock, built into the wall, it seems... and that is what came of clicking on taylor...

well, perhaps not all that came, for then our intrepid internet traveller decided to search for Orlando at myspace and I found Cori Yarckin who's website is www.coriyarckin.com and I remembered that once upon a time I was much more into the music scene here in Orlando and no matter how adorable Zoe is, I decided the music turns me on even more than sex online (cuz music is more real and visceral), but for this entry, we'll let sex take charge and get all gross and/or perverse and/or tittilating and/or horny and/or whatever your sensibilities might make of the words and links included in this entry...

so I am browsing browsing browsing and I start letting my libido guide my fingers (on the keyboard and the clicks, come on now, this entry will get nowhere if we don't keep our hands out of our laps... well, at least if I don't) and find myself over at myspace.com again because they seem to have lots of pictures and many people seem cute enough to fondle (and come on now again, if you're not a closet pervert than you're either dead or out of the closet, but we won't tell either way cuz it's your business what you do in your closet and it's not polite to point out that you're dead and still walking around and if you are not laughing, then, ooops, I did it again) and this is the tale of the tape, the record of the journey, the missive of the massive number of sensual and horny members found at myspace...

eventually I found myself at hot people in Orlando (since I live in Orlando at the moment, I figured I'd see who's turning up the heat close enough to reach out and touch) and there I found Jessica who's buns just begged to be clicked which lead me to Marie who, though not nearby, claimed to have the best buns (which I believe referred to the photos on her website, buns of the week, as opposed to anything relating to bread or a bakery) where I found a link that read (I'll paraphrase for comedic purposes and in case the word fuck offends anyone) click here to find someone to [play with] in Winter Park (which is the community just barely to the East of where I sit at the moment)... can you guess which words were paraphrased?...

and we take a breath because I could not visit any of the buns or Jasmine's sex ass club (or any of the other sensual photo sites or people attached to those delicately round appendages without signing into the site (which shall be named later) and that's when I discovered that the user name and password I registered back in 1997 (or was that 1998?) no longer worked and they even gave my user name away (newdream), the bastards, so I came up with another name and I await the email with the passowrd in it now (which takes a while because the email has not been downloaded in several days which means the public addresses I use are bouncing which means I must download all of the email and then ask the site, which is adult friend finder, branch of friend finder (the G-rated site where I used to have several registered accounts and a couple of websites as a charter member back in the day, to use the current vernacular cuz I had great hopes, oh so greater hopes than the hopes I hope with now, that I'd find a true friend soulmate the one and other caring friends in my offline life by connecting with people online and I did, and I didn't, and so on and so it goes) and sister to a dozen or more related sites (where I was also registered with all that hope in my heart that I'll never walk alone... you know the song, dontcha?) ... and it's just about time for me to ask them to resend that password so I can continue my browsing (of course I am still browsing with two hands, you expect me to write about any one handed browsing I might do?... well, just what do you take me for, anyway?... and where are you taking me, by the way?... I have to be at work tonight, so we can't be out too long... oh, be good)...

of course just when I finally was allowed access to the site, that's when Firefox decided to crash and burn and so I must baby the computer a bit now and I'll be back later...

here, until I get back you can read what I wrote in the profile they demanded (yes, there's no joining up without saying at least a few words about yourself and these are mine):

I could not join without putting something here. I am lonely and looking for friends in the Orlando, FL area. I will add more when I feel like describing myself more. Ask if you are curious, I don't hide, I don't lie. What I look for in a partner is what I seek to actualize in myself. See my website at candor dot net for more.

Be into and striving to actualize to the your maximum potential: honesty (without harm), integrity (with forgiveness), intensity (without rigidity), awareness (with consciousness), innocence (with knowledge), sensitivity (with strength), curiosity (without limits), passion (with respect), independence (without hautiness), trust (unconditionally), intelligence (with insight and wisdom), irreverence (seriously), fitness (with minimal compromise), flexibility (with determination), adaptibility (without losing self), confidence (unwavering), security (unshakable), more existential than material (much), creative, poetic, musical, photogenic, with a love of life and laughter and the profound emotional roller coaster that sharing caring openly, honestly, and completely can bring... be inspired to reach for your best and clever enough to know how to get mine.

well how rude...

no, I do not mean my impromptu profile, nor do I mean this entry... I mean Firefox... it just did it again and didn't even say oops... twice more, in fact... it crashed just as I was trying to log into the adult friend finder site... I don't have any parental controls on that I know of if Firefox even has such options... maybe it's cuz I have Outlook Express open and it doesn't get along with it (but Windows is a Microsoft product, after all)...

after an hour or so of trying various clicks, I discovered that the adult friend finder site does not allow browsing without for free... each time I tried to browse a profile it sent me to their secure payment page as if I might get annoyed enough to pay them just to live up to their browse for free come on... if that's the honesty in their advertising, I'm turned off to them already... so unless I decide I want to join down the road, it's not a site I'll go to again... I think that's what happened way back in the nineties and why I have not been back since...

let down?...

well, the truth is I just got tired of the browser crashing and on the third reboot of the computer (there were six to eight browser crashes between each system blue screen freeze up which required twenty minutes to reboot due to some warp in the boot cycle that runs Microsoft Registry something-or-other with every reboot) I gave up on exploring the sensual world of myspace and internet personal nearly-naked photographs...

just so you don't go away disappointed (or not completely upset, depending on the tolerance of your sense of humor and the weave of your moral fibers), I shall add one more plot twist to this meandering story of a day in the life of an adult friend finder (are you my adult friend?)... ready or not...

well being this is a Harry Potter weekend, I will conclude (no, not with Harry Potter porn, there's enough of that out there and whatever coupling of menage a trios, quatre, cinq or however many naked lustful teenage and tweenage bodies intermingling with any of the adults in the books can be found if you look for it... of course there is also some very chaste Potter fanfic out there, but that wouldn't get our cackles in a dander, now would it?... Potter Porn?... simple as 1, 2, 3?... it's called slash, just ask Harry... whole communities of Potter fanfic (150,000 Potter stories on a single site?... click on the fanfic link you just passed)... yes, what a world wild web it is out there...

it was an email I received today that brought up Potter, not any perverted fantasy about Hermione's physical development and what she might be like sliding out of her jeans in a few years... no, none of that at all... the email is self-explanatory if you are in my head, so I shall explain... if you have not read book seven yet, it may be a spoiler, but then, I wouldn't know because I didn't read book seven yet either... I'm not sure it's been written... yes, well, if you didn't read book six yet, then the following email might be considered a bit of a spoiler, though it could be a spoiler for book five just as welll... or even book four, but not as much... definitely not book three, at least I think it wouldn't be a spoiler for for book three, and book two could not possibly be spoiled by this because it was such a sweet story compared to the rest, what with the kids barely being tweens and all... book one, well, if you haven't even read book one then all this rambling on about Harry Potter will probably be quite meaningless to you, so nevermind...

and now, the email:

"She (Rowling) manages to make some jokes," she said.

Potter Web site MuggleNet even offers a page of rumor debunkings, including "[Hogwarts Headmaster] Dumbledore is not a relative of Harry," "Harry Potter will not be the new Minister of Magic" and "There will be no character named Icicle." "I love his work," she said. "I'm planning on setting up a tent outside the bookstore to get his book." "There's nothing quite like Harry Potter in publishing," Bookseller magazine children's book expert Caroline Horn told Reuters. As usual when it comes to J.K. Rowling's teenage wizard, plot hints are few and rumors are many. Rowling has revealed three chapter titles -- "Spinners End" (Chapter 2), "Draco's Detour" (Chapter 6) and "Felix Felicis" (Chapter 14) -- and has long said that the books will get deadlier as Harry grows. The scene is likely to repeat itself at midnight local time in the United States and Canada, and fans are snapping up the book in spectacular fashion. Harry Potter hits midnight frenzy Rumors have been as prolific as a sorcerer's apprentice's broom, and as impossible to verify as a crystal ball's revelations. But the books ... well, the books are in no danger of going wanting. Romance has begun entering the air -- perhaps even involving Harry, not to mention his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger -- and so has death. "The awful betrayal!" said Katie Oxman, 13, of New Canaan, Connecticut, just minutes after reading the climax. It was so shocking, she said, she screamed out to her father. They had become attached to the characters over the years, worrying and rooting for them during difficult times.

this was followed by a cartoon picture with the following text: "I have bought those pills and now I'm the real sex king!! Girls, queue up now, I feel like fucking you all!!"... the cartoon image just to the left of these big bold words is full frontal nudity showing actual vaginal entry (male part into female part) and the characters are Bart Simpson and a girl who's face looks a lot like Lisa Simpson in a white-blonde wig...

I get such classy sophisticated literary email, I just had to share this one...

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