There’s a contest going on at MyFlirtStore: whoever gets “featured” the most from now until Christmas wins an iPhone 4. I have an iPhone 3, and it would be fun to have an iPhone 4, but not necessary, so don’t worry, I won’t be mad at all of you if I don’t win MyFlirtStore is a place for NiteFlirt providers to list their pay-to-view and tribute offerings. All the money processing goes through your NiteFlirt account, just the same as if it were listed on my NiteFlirt page. I have a page there: http://www.myflirtstore.com/Smart-Fun-Galiana.html But if you go to the main page (http://www.myflirtstore.com/), you’ll see that there are Flirts “featured” down the right side of the page. The way they got featured was by people [read more...]
Oh my gosh. A caller read saw my virtual oil painting on my blog, and sent me a virtual watercolor! It’s based on a picture that is in my FB profile picture set, and also in my Faves picture set. It’s from New Year’s Eve 2009/New Year’s 2010 – we had a party and I wore my $15 tiara that I hadn’t worn since my wedding because… well… I could. Oh wait, sometimes I wear it when I’m playing Rock Band. But only when there are girls I want to kiss involved. Oh wait, that’s not the point here… He calls it “Mona Lisa Galiana” Awwwww. Thanks Prof!!
Today’s post brought to you by… I’m on the front page of Fetish -> Fem Dommes! And pleasantly shocked by that! Three months ago, I wrote a blog post about being an on-phone Mistress. A commenter wrote, “I can’t help but wonder if this Mistress Galiana isn’t closer to who you are becoming?” I replied: “I have about 4 more blog posts started to explore that very question, but the very short summary is: I’ve always been a social and professional switch (can bottom or top as needed), but never figured out how to translate it to the bedroom before now. I’m looking forward to continuing to explore it. I know I’ll never be just a Mistress. I know I’ll always be a switch. I [read more...]
My husband paints sometimes to clear his mind, usually digitally with a pressure-sensitive touch tablet (WACOM). The other day he took a pic of me with his phone and then paint-ified it for fun: Galiana In Virtual Oil Before he took the picture, he had me shift my top lower to show off my boobs. I told him “thank you” on your behalf already Now I have an “oil painting” of myself up in my Fuckatorium! So fun!
Last night I had a fantastic long call – over two hours – on my sleep-rate (as explained here). I would have completely missed the call if I had just logged out for the night. So I will continue the sleep-rate experiment for the foreseeable future, since my life allows for me to sleep later in the morning, or take a nap during the afternoon, if I’ve been awake from about 4:45 am – 7:00 am. Considering I didn’t get to sleep until about 1:00 am, it means my sleep pattern is now seriously unorthodox. If I have something I’m resting up for, or if I’m starting to feel sleep-deprived, I’ll take a night off and not think twice about it. Health first. But if [read more...]
I have a wide variety of laughs: giggles, guffaws, belly laughs, snickers, an explosive surprised laugh-bang, and short stifled snorts when I’m trying not to lose the food or drink in my mouth. When I’m laughing my hardest, I don’t make sound or breathe for many seconds, followed by a peculiar high-pitched hissing sound as if air is leaking out of me. The hardest I ever laughed was planning my wedding – I was working long days in a stressful crunch time and not sleeping nearly enough. The final catering menu/invoice for approval said “Shrimp Screwers” instead of “Shrimp Skewers”. Could. Not. Recover. My now-husband had to guide me to bed, wiping tears from my eyes, to let me rock myself to sleep with sporadically [read more...]
Science must be done. I’m going to experiment with staying logged in when I’m asleep, at higher rates, but waking up to take calls if they come in. I have a few seconds of information from Madge (the NiteFlirt automated voice, named after the woman who did the computer’s voice in Star Trek, Gene Roddenberry’s wife, Majel Barrett) to shake off the sleepies and find my sexy. Probably my notes will suffer. Chances are excellent I won’t remember names, although I’ll be falling asleep repeating the mantra of “I remember names well, especially when I am tired.” I’ll have caffeine in the fuckatorium for immediate consumption. The good thing is that I usually wake up snuggly, which transitions nicely to sexy, so as long as [read more...]
Someone found my blog today from a google search for “where’s the sluts”. I’m so proud /sniffle. You get me, Google. You totally get me.
Warning: This blog post is seriously long. And seriously off-topic. If you read it at your own risk, I’m sorry you were so bored that this seemed like a good idea. /pat I took about a week to read all the way through the entire blog “Hyperbole and a Half” from beginning to end after I got hooked with this post, which might be the very most awesome blog entry ever in the history of anything (warning: it is a very long blog post, even longer than this one): Dogs Don’t Understand Basic Concepts Like Moving If you went and read that and didn’t cry laughing and then want to hug the author, you are an unfeeling cyborg and I pity your lack of ability [read more...]
I just had my first call where the caller found me from Twitter! That led him to my blog, which led him to call me. I NEED CAPS TO EXPRESS HOW EXCITED I AM! All right. Seriously. The caps lock thing has to die here. I get that. I know. It’s just not okay to keep over-caps’ing you guys. But it’s justified in this case. Completely. But in the meantime… I am thrilled! So far, people have found my blog / Twitter via NiteFlirt, which has led them to call me, but never the other way around. Except I can’t say that any more – because now they have! Wow. I have such renewed energy now for Twittering and blogging. I brought in a brand [read more...]