Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Foot worship

I got my feet worshiped by my little pet last night. He cooked me dinner, bathed my feet carefully in hot water, and then as a reward I let him worship. It turns out this is a particular strength for him -- it was one of the best foot-worshiping sessions I've ever had. I was close to orgasm by the end of it, seriously. He'll be doing that a lot more often.

And now back to reality - work. Although I'm working towards being 'my own boss' someday, I'm still somewhat at the mercy of academic forces above me. My current higher-up is a woman, a woman who really does not know how to wield power effectively and fairly. She's too critical at the wrong moments and she leaves the running of the office solely in my hands, but fails to appreciate just how often I protect her back for her. You should never have someone do your job for you, and then get snippy with them about the work they're doing. It is a dangerous combination.

I had a meeting with a mentor of mine yesterday, though, and he reminded me that I work only for myself, for the pleasure of financing my artistic work. Remembering that makes it easier to let the little stupid things go. I have a lot in the works, and if I just keep focused on that, I should move forward fairly steadily over the next two years. This job will eventually be a distant memory.

Meanwhile, I'll be taking my little pet on his little pink leash to a play party this weekend, and that should be fun. I love the happy look he gets on his face when I snap that leash on.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You just made jealous and envious of Your little pet.
*sigh*

Anonymous said...

i can't help it. i need to read Your first paragraph again and again even though it frustrates me so much. Both of Y/you were unified by a complete rapture for being in the realm of Your Domination upon Your pet.
*sigh (again)*