http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/ en Sun, 22 Nov 2009 05:28:04 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/images/insignia/misc/rss.jpg http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/3825-sometimes-i-piss-people-off.html Sat, 26 Sep 2009 20:49:52 GMT Think big bouncy slobbery dog.

I'm trying to be friendly, but I get dog hair on you, and slobber down your jacket.

Please remember that I'm only playing - if the game seems too annoying, just say "down boy", and I'll get off your sofa. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/3825-sometimes-i-piss-people-off.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/3768-neverland-fragment.html Sat, 19 Sep 2009 18:01:19 GMT You walk into my room.

You're not here, my dark lady, but you walk into my dreams every night.

The click-clack of your stiletto heels crossing the stone floor pings off the walls like hailstones off the pavement, and every motion captivates me.

You know what I like to see, and wear it well. Your silk stockings are so sheer they only exist as a platonic ideal, and the seams could be used as the plumb-line for the monument to my desire. The skirt is black, and just long enough to cover the tops of the hose, but each time you move there's a flash of creamy thigh, and the hint of a strap.

The blouse is cream silk, swollen with potential, and open far enough to show the shadow of cleavage, enhanced by a soft white brassiere.

You walk towards me, snick snack on the floor, and as you reach my chair, without a word, you lean over and kiss me.

Sighing, you run your hands down your sides to your knees, slowly, seductively; knowing the effect it has on me.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, you run your hands between your knees and lower yourself until your gorgeous backside is resting on your heels and your legs are slightly spread, hands coming to rest on the inner skin of your legs between the stocking tops and delicate delicate, ephemeral white panties.

You're turned on now, and the air is heady with the sound of our breathing and the piercing heavy perfume of your femininity.

You look to be sure I'm getting as excited as you are, and stroke over your panties. Digging your painted nails into yourself teasingly through the silk.

Tonight, you end there. Other nights it goes further. Some nights you leave after a kiss, or a word.

She's gone. She remains. She will come tomorrow. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/3768-neverland-fragment.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1473-hamlet-picard-but-not-doctor.html Wed, 24 Dec 2008 23:08:07 GMT Some of you may know, that the Royal Shakespeare Company production of Hamlet presently on in London has in the cast Patrick Stewart (as Hamlet's Father and Hamlet's Uncle) and David Tenant (as Hamlet).

At the start of December, DT hurt his back and pulled out on his Doctor's instructions.

Well we had managed to get tickets, and certainly weren't about to cancel just because one guy pulled out.

The cast was stunning:

As Hamlet, Edward Bennett


As Claudius, Patrick Stewart


As Polonius, Oliver Ford Davies


As the Player King, John Woodvine


We drove up to London and parked near the theatre, got a cab there, and walked straight in with 10 minutes before the play started.

We were sat in the fifth row back from the stage with a fantastic view.

The performance was great, and ran to good time, so was over at 11pm.

We were in the car by 11:30 and home by 1am.

My daughter loved it - especially the ghost. :thumbsup: ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1473-hamlet-picard-but-not-doctor.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1328-ouch.html Wed, 03 Dec 2008 22:53:39 GMT Well I had an odd day.

I went to the dentist last week for a six month check up, and he said that he'd like to pull one of my wisdom teeth. The reason was to allow my jaw to close straight - he's been worried for a couple of years that I bite too far forward, and am wearing out my front teeth.

So he called me back today to have it done.

I've managed to go 38 years and NEVER had any dental work - no fillings as a kid, no extractions, no orthodontic work, nothing; so this was all new.

He sat me down, dabbed some analgesic gel on my gum, and left it a minute to take. He then injected my gum a few times with anaesthetic, and left that for 5minutes.

At the end of that he grabbed a set of forceps and just wiggled my tooth out of its socket - all told it took about 5 minutes more.

And that was it.

I was back at work for the afternoon.

This evening my work football team (5 a side) played a game - and we won 7-6.

By the time I got home, I was sore in my muscles and in my mouth; but a long hot bath solved the worst of the muscle pain, so that's good.

Next I have to take some more paracetamol (acetaminophen or Tylenol to you 'mericans) and hope that I can sleep well. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1328-ouch.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1127-we-won-game.html Wed, 12 Nov 2008 21:52:05 GMT My office were challenged to take part in a five-a-side football (soccer) tournament a couple of weeks ago, and we sucked arse. We lost every game and did not score a single goal. This week, we had a rematch against one of the teams, and invited another team in for a triangular contest. In... My office were challenged to take part in a five-a-side football (soccer) tournament a couple of weeks ago, and we sucked arse.

We lost every game and did not score a single goal.

This week, we had a rematch against one of the teams, and invited another team in for a triangular contest.

In our first game we broke our duck, although we lost the game 2:1, we score our first goal.

In our second game we won 2:nil!!

Until this, I haven't played a game of football for over 20 years, and am decidedly unfit at the moment, and yet several of the opponents praised how hard it was to get past me in defence.

I feel very worn out, but good about it. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1127-we-won-game.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1098-daleks.html Mon, 10 Nov 2008 22:45:42 GMT I saw a Dalek invasion today.

There were shelves and shelves of Daleks in the supermarket.

They are bubble bath bottles.

It made me smile, which was nice - I don't smile enough. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1098-daleks.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1065-i-think-ive-figured-out.html Thu, 06 Nov 2008 21:15:20 GMT At work, I have responsibilities that I take very seriously.

Raising my daughter, I have responsibilities I take very seriously.

Looking after my wife, who has an as yet undiagnosed illness that's laid her low for a couple of months (so far), I have responsibilities I take very seriously.

I can't switch off.

I literally cannot stop being responsible for stuff, and it's driving me nuts.

From the moment I wake up, to the moment I go to sleep, someone is counting on me - it feels like I don't have a second where I can kick back and just BE. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1065-i-think-ive-figured-out.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1042-not-fan-winter.html Tue, 04 Nov 2008 22:10:44 GMT I'm not a fan of dark nights, and dark mornings.

It makes me miserable, and I obsess on silly little things.

I overcorrect by being too pushy or trying to be too chirpy, and it ends up annoying people I don't want to annoy.

I need to calm down and keep my mouth shut from September to April. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1042-not-fan-winter.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1006-fine-upstanding-member-community.html Sun, 02 Nov 2008 08:05:37 GMT Well, there it is. Today is the day that my daughter (8) takes her first walk down the aisle.

No - we're not marrying her off - the church that we attend invited her to be a server, so today she's putting on a robe and is responsible for the candles.

They are giving an eight year old responsibility for setting things on fire, and then carrying them through a 1,100 year old buiding. I'm not sure that they've totally taken on board that she's two years younger than all of their other servers, because she's so tall and outspoken... :orly:

And people think I'M odd? :oogle:

I'm very proud, but can't help thinking it's just another dressing up party for her - just as long as she doesn't try to pass the Vicar eyball punch during the communion, we'll be fine. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/1006-fine-upstanding-member-community.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/981-house-full-monsters.html Thu, 30 Oct 2008 22:14:03 GMT I got home today to find my house full of monsters.

My daughter had asked for a Halloween party, and as school is on half-term break this week, we'd agreed she could have some friends round for a "spooky crafts" party.

My wife organised it and did all the work, and by the time I got home from work, the house was full of tiny witches and ghouls who had spent the afternoon making spiders and cat masks and so on, all doing "the time-warp".

Very, very odd. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/981-house-full-monsters.html http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/972-im-attention-whore-but-too-much.html Wed, 29 Oct 2008 23:18:58 GMT OK, so I'm an attention whore - largely because I have confidence issues and still haven't got fully over the supreme dent to my self worth that my divorce gave me, even though I know I have the love and support of my wife and family, and some of the best friends ("real" and online) that a man could want.

I love you for your support.

But this week, I had a meeting with one of our largest customers - a major blue chip firm who contract a range of products to my company.

Because my boss (the MD) has not met these people, he asked if I could take him to my meeting.

The account manager was there from our company too, and nominally he's in charge of our business with the customer, but in reality they come to me because most of the traffic is technical info he can't furnish (he's a salesman, and a good one, but I'm the techie bloke).

Anyway, at this meeting, their entire team (seven different people over a few hours came in and out) ALL made a point of telling my boss how much they love working with me, how much the business is doing well because of the way I manage it, one of them even said "whatever you're paying him, it's not enough".

I was overwhelmed.

I was stunned.

I was looking for the hidden camera.

It actually made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Back at the office today, the MD made a point of telling everyone what had happened.

I felt a little humble.

But months ago I asked for a raise, and haven't had an answer. So now I feel like I'm somehow cheating if I table it again after this.

And I know I should be more mercenary, but I just can't.

It sucks being me at times. ]]> Daniel_ http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/blogs/daniel_/972-im-attention-whore-but-too-much.html