Dom's Rambles

...I know I said I'd have the next major piece up by now but I've been drinking and need to give the thing a sober appraisal before I upload it - particularly as roughly 3,000 of its 4,500 or so words are dedicated to tearing an ex-girlfriend of mine to pieces. But by way of consolation here's a little taster.

Perhaps the biggest give away as to Jenny’s fucked up personality was the obsessive body piercing thing. Although I’m not a fan of multiple body piercings, I will admit they can look good – or rather effective – on people who have the kind of theatrical or fetishistic dress sense to compliment them. Unfortunately, Jenny, who possessed all the sartorial flamboyance of a twelve year old tomboy, didn’t have the kind of theatrical or fetishistic dress sense to compliment them and succeeded only in making herself look stupid. Not that this dampened her enthusiasm for the things and there wasn’t a protuberance on the girl without a ring or some kind of decorated spike shoved through it. She even had one in a particularly intimate location which made rooting for truffles (as the act is referred to in polite society) a little unnerving as I was in constant fear of chipping my teeth on the thing.
Like I said, I’m not keen on body piercings, I find them neither aesthetically appealing nor a sexual turn-on, and when, as in Jenny’s case, they are quite obviously symptomatic of a deeper malaise, a sublimation of some masochistic or self-destructive urge, I find them a little bit disturbing. When I got Jenny naked for the first time in fourteen years it came as no surprise to see the latticework of self-harming scars covering her thighs.

Hopefully I'll get it done by close of play tomorrow or if not then definitely by Tuesday.

Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to give a shout out to Jon 'Wobbly Jon' Kwasnyczka and Ian 'Dog' Staves, two of the old Sheffield crew who have checked in after coming across the site recently.