Sep 162011
 
Care and Feeding of Galiana

In the probably-forgettable movie Made In Heaven, seen in my impressionable youth, a new soul falls in love with a guy named Mike in heaven, and then, after she’s born and grows up, although she doesn’t remember him directly, she writes a children’s book called “The Care and Feeding of Mike”. The sweet little phrase stuck with me, and now when I think of care, I think “The Care and Feeding of…” Urg. I have so much want. I want to continue the dialog I entered into with my celebration of male submissives post, reading others’ spectacular writings and leaving comments that make me seem like I know what I’m talking about. I want to keep engaging with Fizz and Chaos of Lab Coats & [read more...]

Aug 102011
 
Switches Get It...

Now that I have rewritten my Mistress / Dominant / Domme / Domina / FemDom / Toppy / insert your term of choice to indicate “the partner in charge of leading the activities” phone sex listings, and I am happy enough with them for the time being (to refresh your memory, they look like this: http://www.niteflirt.com/ms+galiana), it’s time to start advertising. As I researched options, I found myself posing this question to the owner of a very well-trafficked Domme site: My “unique spin” – if you will – is that I am not a princess-ey bitch; instead, I am a nice, empathetic human being who genuinely enjoys focusing sexual attention on submissive males. I truly enjoy directing them to distraction. Do you think there is [read more...]

Mar 242011
 

Dear Galiana, I know you love doing things in sequence (and good for you for writing down the steps to creating new picture packages in the right order, so you don’t have to figure it all out again every time you do it), but getting stuck on one task is not terribly efficient when there are other things to do. … especially when the “getting stuck” part involves trying to upload large files while simultaneously populating your new offsite storage location … with 2.5 GB left to go… How much bandwidth do you think you have, young lady? Hmmm? Now please stop watching percent-loaded meters stall out, and get some things done. Love,Galiana

Mar 132011
 

I have set up The Fuckatorium enough for me to re-open my cam listing, and this is my 300th Blog Post! (queue streamers, horns, ticker tape, merriment and mirth all around) On 300 blog posts: Considering I started blogging Aug 15, that’s a little better than 40 blog posts per month… which is probably too damn many, but I’ve learned to accept and (usually) love my chattiness. I am proud of many of the things I’ve written here, and I have been touched again and again by the responses of people who have found the blog. On the Fuckatorium and cam: I wanted my 300th post to be special, so I spent the day finalizing my space, and I did a little video tour of [read more...]

Feb 042011
 

Computer viruses are not sexy. While we’re on the subject, neither are /cough /sniffle /puke viruses, either, but thankfully, I don’t have one of those. However, I have spent about 2 hours this morning trying to get my computer to stop popping up fake error messages and redirect me to ads for anti-virus software. Hmmmm, let’s see, do I want to give these people my credit card number and install something from them on my system? Mmmmmm, no. Dear Galiana, be careful what links you follow from your Twitter stream. Love, Galiana Dear Readers, make sure your anti-virus software is up to date. Love, Galiana Dear Jerks Who Write Viruses, I sincerely hope you never call me, because I would prefer to go the rest [read more...]

Oct 202010
 

Dear Galiana’s Inner Slut, Pay attention, girlfriend. The next time someone wants you to tease and sensually dominate him for 45 minutes, DO NOT get distracted getting your damned rocks off and finish up at 35! Just because he started begging at 20 minutes, and you know exactly how it feels to be in that position… you remember when someone saner was in charge of Galiana’s body, and whoever that dumbass was said you could go for an hour of teasing without climaxing, and then 20 minutes in, once you’re completely in charge, and thoroughly fuck-drunk, you were saying things like, “ohdeargod, there’s no way, I’m not gonna make it” and begging to come as if your life depended on it. I know, sometimes you [read more...]