It’s ironic to say ‘busy slacker’, but that’s what I am! Really, for a slacker to be busy usually means doing something more than usual. In my case, my girlfriend took me along to her work twice this week; 1] to fix and clean her computers (and her coworkers’ computer, so she essentially pimped me out) and 2] to help clean and organize her workspace. Other busyness involves all the little thoughts tumbling around my head that I’m scrambling to get them either verbalized or written down. However, I did some good slacking, too. My lovers washed my clothes and took them to my place. I am very, very spoiled. I can honestly say.. this is the life right thar!
We were discussing a good webpage for the website. Something like funny or interesting poly moments that keep occurring to us, like sometimes we couldn’t figure out which clothes belonged to who in the laundry pile. So, that’s going to be something I’ll be working on. I’ve also seen this kind of thing in forums and other poly websites. It’s always fun to read, so we want to contribute that as well.
Another thing we talk a lot about is jobs and household. I hate how inflexible or too flexible my lovers’ times are. I want to give them a better, family-oriented workspace with flexible, reasonable schedules. In my case, I really want this idea of small business to get started, but I’ve been avoiding the paperwork lately. That’s also something I need to jump onto. As for the household, we are community oriented folks. On this note, we like the idea of sharing a household or at least a land.
Onto other things.. Sunday evening, when Gentle Dog and I drove back to my place where the other two were, we were heading towards the sun on the road and talking about the future of Quadfused. It’s been churning around in my head, I can’t quite get a handle on it. Then that night, while cuddling Bear Claw (and 30 minutes away, Gentle Dog and Wounded Turtle were in their own bed), I thought back to over the weekend and the moment on the road. This is where the next words sprung from; a poem to my lovers. Look see! (Oh, my gosh, you need to read Wounded Turtle’s poem to Bear Claw, too, but that’s for her to share. She wrote one long before this.)
To my lovers
Words passed between us
Eye contacts were made
If anyone could have seen us
They’d know this was never meant to fadeWe kept looking into the sun
Trying to see what is in our fate
But I can see now in what has begun
You are worth all the waitI don’t want to waste a minute
In all the days that I have with you
And I know I will win it -
The fight for patience will come through.
All that said, I’m sleepy. Look forward to more updates on the website and this blog, though.
Tiger Lily
