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10/11/2002 Entry: "Physical Deficiencies, Pornography Related."

I cannot think about smut and walk at the same time.

Oh, not smut in general, no. I can think about sex in general terms, or ogle a guy's butt, or even chatter about my favorite slash pairings, and continue to walk just fine... but when I start to think about smut in specific (say, the events of an actual story I'm writing or an idea for a story I might write or someone else's story that plays with my personal hot buttons) I lose the ability to walk.

You can see it, if you watch me. I'll be walking along normally, and suddenly my brain will pipe up and say blowjob! or light bondage! or angrysex! and I'll slow way the hell down while I'll contemplate the idea. I'll take a few staggering steps in random directions. I'll stop abruptly and grab on to something. I might kick at the ground once or twice. If I happen to be going up stairs, and they happen to be carpeted, I've been known to just sort of stop and collapse and lay down for a moment. And then I'll shake it off and stand back up and go on my way.

I think it's a self-preservation technique. Because when I start thinking very specific things about the mechanics of sex, my eyes go all wide and stary and unfocused, and if I tried to keep going I might trip over things.

Ow.

Replies: add your comment: currently 3 comments

Moon...you have again...and probly never will....cease to make me laugh...keep up the good work......*says in small voice*.....blowjob...

Posted by Cloud12287 @ 10/13/2002 12:51 AM EST

Oh, I know what you mean. I have a similar problem with angst.

Posted by Silver Angel @ 10/15/2002 10:06 PM EST

LOL! I've been known to freeze right when a sex thought pops into my head. I'll freeze with my tongue sticking out while licking an envelope, freeze bent over while looking for a shoe, or stop in midsentece when talking to someone.

Funny stuff, that sex. ;)

Posted by Clio @ 11/01/2002 07:39 PM EST

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