A pierced librarian....whatever next....where will it all end? I really don't know, but this is my story so far.
About me: Born in 1948, which makes me...OK, so you do the math.
Eyes - Green.
Height - 5ft 9ins.
Weight - currently 154lbs (but trying to get it down).
Starsign - Libra: the sign of a balanced personality, hmmm.
Likes: Being nice to people. Beautiful golden sunsets. Cacti: the way they defy the odds of nature.
Chinese food. Feeling the need not to take anything too seriously.
A long soak in a hot tub. On-line shopping. Relaxing and doing nothing occasionally.
Sixties' music.
Oh - and BME, of course.
Favourite film of all time: Casablanca.
Dislikes: Whingers - 'If you can't cheer up, shut up'.
Cold wet winter days. Homophobia. Indecision. ISPs that cut out on you after two hours. Junk mail that's sent in an envelope saying "Important - This is not a circular". Machines that don't work like they're supposed to. Weak coffee.
Websites that say only 'Under construction'.
Cruelty to animals - remember, they were here first.
Quote: "Don't knock it till you've tried it."
Turn-ons: Big boots, high heels, black leather, skin-tight rubber, PVC, corsets... Mmmmmmm!
Turn-offs: BO: there's NO excuse for it - soap and deodorant are NOT that expensive.
Pet hate: Intolerance - 'If you don't like it don't do it, but don't tell everyone else they shouldn't like or do it either'.
Goal in life: Be happy - There are enough miserable ****s in the world without me adding to them.
My "library catalog":
In stock (in order of acquisition) - PA ring (now 5mm); paired standard lobe rings (currently at 4mm); septum (now with circular barbell); stomach tattoo; pubic piercing (titanium CBR) *RIP 18 Jan 2002*; centre tongue (2mm barbell); navel rings (only the inverse remains out of the pair); paired 21mm dia nipple rings (first two pairs both rejected); BME and Celtic Rings logo tattoos - matching pair on both outside shoulders; Madison (14ga CBR) *RIP 17 Mar 2002*; wrist bar (PTFE) done during the British Meet at Brighton - rejected, but only after 4 years; 'love handles' - paired D-ring surface piercings *RIP*; cartilage ring (left ear); tragus (right ear); nape (PTFE bar)*RIP*; second pair of nipple piercings (vertical barbells); second nape *RIP*; bridge; BMEboy tattoo (centre back); 16mm dia guiche (my third try at a guiche) *RIP 6 Jan 2002*; third nape *also RIP*; 'Cell' back rings - a set of 6 D-Rings (lasted around nine months); pair of spinal surface bars *RIP*; replacement pubic ring *RIP* and guiche *guiche RIP 13 Apr 2002 after only two weeks!*; replacement Madison (12ga CBR) *RIP*; smiley aka scrumper *RIP*: paired foreskin rings. Future additions: It's been some years now since I added anything new, or replaced anything. But that doesn't mean the urge may not strike again at any time! And I'll bet that that you thought that librarians were boring old ****ers!
My buddy pics: You're out of luck here: there aren't any. Why not? Not because I don't have any buddies - there are lots of really great people here on IAM. But I didn't want to put up a screenful of buddies just because everyone else's page has one. I like to be an individual, to do what's right for me - that's what BME is all about, really.... Just in case you were wondering.
My character: (And here I quote from the results of a psychometric test): "Happy in his own company. Prefers to make his own decisions. Co-operative and obliging. Avoids conflict. Modest. Even temperament. Non-emotional. Relaxed. Copes without being flustered. Concentrates on the big picture rather than the detail. Quite radical. A challenge rather than the conventional. Non-conformist. Disorganized. Spontaneous reactions. Solution-focussed. High expediency. Finds his own way of doing things. Confident intellectual. Generates interesting, practical ideas."
My chastity:
Ever wondered what it's like to be locked up in a chastity belt? You can read all about my chastity escapades in the IAM Chastity Forum
My corsets:
Yes - I wear a corset! My current favourite to be laced up in is my black 28" PVC one, which you can see along with my others in my Corset Collection gallery.
My counter:
Currently at: 20,591
- Thanks for stopping by: enjoy your visit!
In the depths of Winter BME will keep you warm: 2003-2007
Bits and pieces
Corset collection
In my 28" black PVC corset: This one feels really sexy to wear!
Fun stuff
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT: You must be over 18 to view the content of this gallery
Down below
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Clothes closet
My New Rock Malicia boots: Wicked boots: purple flames & 4" heels!
BBQ fun
London Meet - 28 June 2003: titanium_angel
Up front
Porn star revisited: My second try at a Madison: July 2002
Bit in the middle
Spinal bars: My paired spinal surface piercings - October 2001
Ill winds
2008/09/06 11:42 And it's a pretty cold, grey and dismal start to September. It's been raining pretty much nonstop in fact for the last 24 hours, with just a brief interlude. And more of the same forecast: I don't know what happened to summer, but what there was of it now seems long gone with dark chilly nights heralding the approach of another winter.
And as if by conspiracy, yesterday my computer (or rather, it's anti-virus program) announced it had trapped a virus and needed to reboot to finish detroying it. I duly obliged, but found to my dismay that something had fouled up the internet connection and while it would connect, it wouldn't display the Network Center connection settings (the IPv4 connectivity?) properly - and Internet Explorer was slow beyond belief at loading anything. But try as I might to 'diagnose' the problem, I either got the message that Windows couldn't find a problem (Duh!) - or then, that the correct driver wouldn't load (as a result, I think, of a missing dependency?).
So, nothing for it but to try a system restore. I found one from two days previously where I'd re-installed a text scanning program with partial success... held my breath and crossed my fingers. Success! I still don't know what the original problem was, but since it's now fixed I'm not minded to delve into it too deeply. I suppose only having to do one system restore in twelve months is pretty good going. Till the next time.....
2008/08/28 12:56 I'd noticed over the last few days that one of my external disk drives had developed a rather ominous grating sound, from which I deduced that it was probably not going to last much longer. This particular prophesy came true: when I next powered it off and attempted to re-start it, it wheezed asthmatically but refused to spring into life. I can't remember how long I'd had it, but I seem to recollect that it wasn't new when I bought it.
As if that wasn't enough, I'd got another one which was playing me up by not opening and displaying some of its files properly, and taking an abnormally long time to store or check anything. I did try swapping its PSU, its USB cable and plugging it into a different port, but to no avail.
So, at the weekend I decided to cut my losses with them both, in favour of two new (and bigger!) replacements. My order was delivered yesterday - a 500gb and a 750gb! I tried salvaging what I could off the one that was still working, but the I/O error messages I got copying a lot of the files confirmed that it was pretty much dying. Fortunately, I'd got backups of all the remaining stuff, so no real harm's been done. And with well over a terabyte of free space, it's going to keep me going for a good while yet. To think that my first PC, which I bought in June 1996, had a single hard drive of 1.3gb... absolutely loads of room for everything!
2008/08/25 21:52 In the wake of recent discussions on underage access to IAM, I've come across some quite interesting comments on the extent to which it's the parents' role to control what kids do online - or to use what I personally think is a hideously ugly modern expression - "good parenting". Not having kids, I don't really feel qualified to comment knowledgeably about it - and, of course I don't have any personal insight either - in my childhood and teenage years it didn't arise: there was no internet!
There were no PCs and no mobile phones either. We did eventually get a TV, but in those days no kids had one in their bedroom: they were far too expensive. There were only two channels to choose from anyway, but my parents allowed me to watch it unsupervised if they were doing something else. Not that I was going to come to any harm - there was no daytime TV, and all the programmes conformed to a standard of respectability and "cleanliness" which seems strange and un-natural by today's standards. Well - there were no four-letter words or steamy sex scenes allowed, but there again some of the programmes which were both popular and widely viewed on Childrens' TV have since been discredited as politically incorrect! Noddy, Big Ears and Mr Plod all seemed very harmless to me at the time, I'm sure.
I did, as an older teenager, save up to buy my own transistor radio, which I kept in my bedroom, and I still have fond memories of snuggling down under the sheets every Sunday night at 11pm to listen to Radio Luxembourg's Top Twenty show - that being the pre-cursor to today's commercial radio and the only English-Language station broadcasting (to the UK) programmes aimed exclusively at a youth audience.
My parents never kept tabs particularly on what I used to read, but they used to buy me books as presents. I was extremely proud of my complete set of "Famous Five" collection! Later on, when the publication of "Lady Chatterley's Lover" finally sounded the death knell for the Obscene Publications Act, we started a little 'circulating library' for it at school, with copies stashed discreetly out of sight under our desk lids. I thought it best not to mention that at home, though - what they didn't know wasn't going to hurt them.
Looking back on it now, few things as I recollect were actually age-restricted as such. Underage alcohol was a bit of a no-no in case one of the teachers or someone who knew your parents spotted you. Underage sex wasn't recognised at school as a problem until I'd become too old for lessons to tell me anything I hadn't already found out, and as for paedophiles: I don't think any of us would have known what the word meant. Not exactly a golden age of innocence, but I reckon my parents had a lot less to worry about than I would have in their position today.
2008/08/24 10:47 BME is under attack! A bold dramatic statement, the truth of which (although the details are still extremely sketchy) is that person or persons unknown are making allegations with the apparent aim of getting the site shut down. Or at least that's what we're led to believe. Such details as have currently been revealed suggest that the core issue is that of underage access and use. Having been a member of IAM for eight years since its inception in 2000, and a reader of BME for some years before that, I don't for one minute believe that the site is either a treasure-trove of child pornography, or a breeding-ground for paedophiles, if indeed that is what is being alleged.
But, of course, nobody's just going to take my word for it. BME covers the whole spectrum of Body Modification, right the way from a standard lobe piercing to a complete genital transformation, encompassing everything in-between. And the members of IAM, in their thousands, of course reflect that spread of interests and 'experience'. While the site strives to educate and inform a wide readership in a responsible way, there HAS to be a measure of curtailing underage access to adult-oriented material, and the core of the present controversy centres around whether those measures are adequate or not.
Speaking as one who, as a teenager, quite regularly got into see X-rated films below the then-legal age limit of 16, simply because I looked over 16, I can relate to the attraction of doing things that someone else considers you're not old enough to. Whether or not it corrupted me I suppose is debatable, but the point is that it didn't do anyone else any harm. I never got caught - not even questioned or refused entry - and the cinema owners didn't get into trouble over it. But the difference between my youthful misdemeanour and the present situation is that here, the site and the site owners ARE in line to carry the can - or at least, that's certainly the way it looks.
My page is both an all-ages page and a public-access one, and I have no intention of altering that. I don't tend to write much about "adult" topics in my diary, and when I do, it's no 'worse' than material which is publicly accessible in tens of thousands of blogs all over the internet. I do have galleries of "adult" pics which are protected by a 'keep out' cover and which to the best of my knowledge and belief are coded so as not to be accessible to underage viewers. For the benefit of anyone who can't see what's in them, one has pics of my genital piercings - for the most part disembodied anatomical shots which could in fact be anybody's - and the other has shots with an adult theme to them, although to describe any of them as "erotic" I'd say is stretching the imagination more than somewhat. Nevertheless I don't propose to remove either of them.
So there you go... that's my cards on the table. It's quite right in my view that EVERYBODY should face up to their responsibilities as far as underage posting and viewing is concerned. To describe the recent attacks as an attack on the community as a whole I think is overstating the case somewhat: it's partly an attack on those members who by their irresponsibility are undermining the site's credibility, and partly, it has to be said, an attack on the situation that allows that to happen in the first place. Policing, like justice, has to be seen to be done.
2008/06/30 20:02 So... I developed a slight sore throat in the middle of last week, and instead of turning into a summer cold/sneezing fit as I expected, it rapidly got really sore, to the point where I felt as if I were swallowing razor blades. I checked out the possible symptoms on Thurdsay night on the NHS Direct self-help pages, which gave a diagnosis of tonsilitis. Great.
Friday morning I went to the Docs to get this confirmed: she shone a light in my mouth, pulled a face, and said it had spread all down my throat and was pharyngitis. She gave me a prescription for a course of antibiotics, with the bad news that it would take 24 hours before I felt any benefit. I'd already tried paracetamol (which I personally find totally useless at the best of times), ibuprofen, and a chloraseptic throat spray - all to no avail. So Saturday I passed in a totally zombie-like state, unable to drink, eat or swallow: it was as much as I could do to take the capsules.
Fortunately, I wasn't down to work on Sunday, which was just as well - for it wasn't until Sunday evening that I was actually capable of doing anything very much. I still haven't progressed to actually eating anything, but am at least more inclined to try now. Maybe tomorrow. Oh, and I was half-expecting it, but the doctor didn't comment on my tongue piercing. I'm not sure she knew I'd got it, and she certainly wouldn't have known how long I'd had it for. She didn't attempt to blame it for anything, though, but interestingly recommended a salt water mouthwash/gargle to reduce the inflammation. Obviously that one's a bit of a cure-all!
