The futile search for a psychic in Camden town on friday was just that. Futle. I arrived at the Camden locks searching frantically for a woman I had seen sotime last year, and all i saw was a table and a couple of chairs.I was as relieved as I was dismayed for my search for a psychic stems from emotional turmoil which anyone can spot a mile off. So why part with £20 for someone to tell me the obvious? I do need some guidance though. The trusted American Indiam man wasn't there. I belatedly remmebred he only goes there on sundays. the one who offered to train me coz I have"the gift". haa!

Anyway, i left without buying anything. Not even the cheap chinese, moroccan and indian food could entice me to have my supper ther. I went home, via tescos and bought me some groeceries and made myself a home cooked meal. havent seem my flatmate for 5 days now. I hope she is safe wherever she is.

Then i got an interesting email from an acquaintance. This is a guy I met in a library a few months ago but then discovered we had actually met before that. I just couldnt place his face. He remembered. He was the guy from the off-licence. The place i used to dash to when an promising job fell thru or i was just depressed. It was literally a minute from where i lived so i would dash in, dazzle him with a smile and leave with a huge bottle of smirnoff ice. sometimes two. depending. I would then guzzle the bottle dwon and have a good night's rest. He never knew the reason why i woukd just come in and get the drink.

Anyway, at the library: we said hello, i asked his name, got his email addy and we started emailing. I began to get what i thought were strange emails from this new friend. Forwarded stories of domination/surbodination/ etc.i read these stories and made no comment. Then he hinted that he was in awe of me and he doesnt know how to refer to me or indeed to interact with me. said something about the women in his life, especially his aunt was a dominat figure and used to make him do things(not sexual) like massage her feet or other tasks in the home in front of other people. It confused him but he quite liked it.

After a few of these stories and him hinting that he thinks he is a deviant in some ways for he is not so interested in the vanilla stuff i asked if he was into domination and all that and whther he has a relationship with someone where he can explore that side of him. Not too much shocks me these days. He then said he doesnt have that relationship.Said he obediently and respectfully awaits patiently to do my bidding. always ends with"respectfully yours".

I might just have a slave in my hands. the dude wants me to be his slavemaster and perhaps i should take him up on it:p i mean i dint understand what he was going on about at foirst. he wasnt too clear. But i can imagine getting him to do my bidding. not sexually im not into him like that but im other ways. poor sap will think about it hard.

I got an email where you had to ask people to decribe you in one world. My one friend infuriated me coz she said"confused". i think i was mad coz it's true in some ways. another said complex. the little bitches. but then i had: humble, strong, courageous, beautiful,happy,empathetic and i thought, i can live with complex and confused.

shall i get me a slave blog friends? its beging me