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Two bloggity developments in the past week:

My two-year blogiversary happened! Coincidentally, two is also the number of nipples I have! In honor of this I forgot about it and wrote about the palliative powers of sex. Still, two whole fucking years of writing about lechery for gawkers and perverts.

Let me tell you, it’s been awesome. I sometimes say that I have the greatest readers, and it bears repeating. The comments I get are basically the exact opposite of the type you commonly find on youtube: they’re witty, intelligent, thoughtful, and considerate. And the confessions are, if possible, even better.

I heart you guys. Hard.

The second thing is that Rori’s Top 100 Sex Bloggers List went up this week on Between My Sheets, and quizzical pussy is ranked number nine! Be sure to go check out the whole thing. There’s a lot of sexy on that list.

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Have a favorite sex blog? Or four? You can nominate them here at Between My Sheets for a place on the 100 Sexiest Bloggers of 2011 List. Because excellent smutmongering should never go unrewarded.

P.S. Nominating your favorite sex blogger/s also enters you for a chance to win free stuff, so check it out if you’re into free sex toys and bondage rope and other erotic sundries!

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Here’s an awesome thing: Quizzical Pussy was recently reviewed on Jane’sGuide (scroll down a bit to see)! As a longtime fan of Jane’sGuide, I was geeked. And nervous. And geeked.

Turns out we’re one of reviewer Vamp’s personal picks (that’s the thumbs up icon) and we earned the coveted “Original & Quality” badge! I say “we” because this site wouldn’t be what it is today without reader-submitted content in the form of anonymous confessions and comments. You guys are awesome, and you make this blog so much fun for me!

Thanks to Vamp Ire for the great review!

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So, um hey, blog. You got a minute?

I realize I’ve been kind of a wrapped-up-in-my-own stuff asshole lately. I just wanted to let you know that I still care about you. You’re still special to me and the thrill is definitely not gone. Not really. I’ve been feeling burnt-out (not on writing or sex; on life) and depressed and physically weak lately, and I feel even more the exact opposite of sexy than usual. I’ve been figuring, what can I say about sex that’s worthwhile to myself or anyone?

But I miss you. I’ve been neglecting you, big-time. And that’s not fair, especially when you’re always there for me with all my shit. I have tons of ideas for things I want to do with you: posts and projects and experiments… things I’ve scribbled on post-it notes before hobbling back to bed to let you sit alone another day.

I’m going to make more of an effort. I never stopped being yours. You’re my absolute favorite place to type dirty things, and I don’t say that to just anyone. I’m getting it together, blog. Don’t you forget about me.

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Hey, so this is going to be meta. Today’s ConTuesday confessions are about blogging, and they are on a blog! This probably isn’t mindblowing to you but my ears are cold as I write this so it doesn’t take much to impress and befuddle me at the moment.

So yeah, occasionally confessions come in that are less about sex and more about sex blogging, or even feedback on mine in particular. Especially awesome is when people tell me about starting their own sexy blogs.

I found your blog and read it all and it inspired me to start my own. Because then I might have something awesome in a year.

mietteloaf.blogspot.com because I am also a little shameless. But really I love your stuff.

This is an amazing compliment. Your writing style is absolutely adorable, and you pretty much have something awesome already. Everyone check out Miette, please!

(Stay tuned for another blog unveiling)

What does it mean when you post two of my confessions in one entry?

It means one of three things: 1) They seemed to fit a similar theme 2) You posted them both within a relatively short period of time, or 3) The world is about to end ruuuuuun!

It doesn’t mean I’ve figured you out. I’m honestly not even trying to. Promise.

Congrats for being named #4 out of the top 100 sex bloggers:
http://www.betweenmysheets.com/index.php/top-100-sex-bloggers-of-2010

You’re awesome.

Hey, whoever sent this in, (and I realize it was a while ago at this point) you’re totally how I learned about this honor! So thank you. I was pretty geeked, and it was especially fun to learn from the ConTuesday form.

I’m addicted to Con Tuesday. I don’t want to get bettter.

Me too. My readers are endlessly fascinating.

Okay, so this is not really a confessional so much as hoping that you might send the tiniest but of traffic to a new blog? Pretty please?
marriedfreaks.com

I promised another blog, and this is it! I’m already smitten with The Johnsons of Married Freaks, and not just because they mention me me me in their very first post. Please visit them and give them love!

I’m enjoying going back through your old ConTues posts. You’ve really got something here, with the ConTuesday thing. It’s a high point of my week. Honestly, it’s cool enough that you should look at sponsors. (I have no idea what your traffic is.) I’d love to see more of your comments. I love how you group them.

I too keep a list in my head. In the past, I would regularly go through it while masturbating. Now, as I get older, I skip over the first couple, because, damn it, I was underage then, and so were they, and I would feel like a pedaphile to even think of them, while in an excited state. (Does that make me repressed, or in denial? I just don’t want to ever my sexuality with underagers of any stripe. So it is that I redact my own memories.) For a person as sexually motivited as I am, that list is pretty short. Still, there are a couple of names that I can’t remember, and I’m embarrassed about that.

Going back over these posts (it’s now Oct 12, 2010), I see one or two that I suspect I recognize. I wonder if they recognize my anonymous post. It’s okay if they do– if they know me that well, then I’m willing to share.

You’re awesome, Q.P.

So I’m glad this whole ConTuesday thing is working out…

Actually, I can’t take a lot of credit for these confessions, since I’ve written very, very few of them.

People love what you do, people. Keep those dark secrets coming.

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I’m not a fan of Christmas. Christmases are my Mondays.

Things were not always thus. As a child, I’d spend wakeful nights and gun-jumped mornings wondering what lay beneath all those garish reams of wrapping paper and spangly bows. Even after I learned to sleep in, I loved the family gatherings. I loved shopping for people (still my favorite part of the holiday by far). I loved singing Christmas carols, even though I didn’t really buy into all the Jesus stuff. I even liked the candlelight services on Christmas Eve.

I think the turning point was when my Grandma died on Christmas morning a few years ago. I didn’t consciously change my mind, but Christmas lost a great deal of luster after that. Like with a restaurant where you’ve gotten food poisoning, the menu never looks the same again.

I play along, and I enjoy that other people enjoy The Winter Holidays, but I no longer feel the magic. While I consider it an insult to everyone involved to fake an orgasm, I’m not above faking a holiday here and there.

On a seemingly unrelated subject (but I bet I tie it all together by the end, don’t you?), I started following The Bloggess when Lilly generously compared me to her on this review I wrote, and I’ve since learned what a compliment that was.

(Of course she wasn’t on my radar until someone made it about me, why do you ask?)

She is funny, witty, snarky, interesting, and very successful as a blogger, so please compare me to her whenever you get a chance, even if it makes no sense. You can even say I have her eyes; I’ll take it. But recently her blog has transcended comedy, incisive commentary, and slices of her clearly awesome life. Now all of a sudden it’s making me think that maybe these Holidays we insist on having every winter really are a little magical.

And this time, it’s not grandma-killing magic.

Earlier this month, The Bloggess offered twenty $30 gift cards to commenters in need (itself an incredible gesture) in the spirit of holiday warm fuzzies, and when she got more than twenty people asking for help, her readers stepped in and started offering. And offering. And offering: gift cards, paypal donations, toys for kids who otherwise wouldn’t have any presents to open this year.

How big did the orgy of giving get? According to this tweet, over 600 gift cards have been sent as of sometime today. Everyone who asked for help has been matched with a donor. The Bloggess wasn’t trying to organize this; she and her readers are just that awesome. She started out just trying to help twenty strangers, and that one act of giving exploded into a great big gang bang of human kindness.

This doesn’t mean I love Christmas or anything, but Holy Baby Mithras do I love people.

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One year ago today, I posted the first entry on quizzicalpussy.com. According to math, that means this blog is one year old!

This thing I’m feeling? This is what passes for a sense of accomplishment in my world. Maybe I should just be impressed that time has lurched past me and my website with half the grace and all the dizzying speed of an an alarmed Saluki. But really I’m rather pleased with myself for not letting wikis, headaches, fruit flies, or space lizards distract me from writing about fucking and other miscellany. So yay me, I suppose!

But truly, yay you. Thanks for reading, thanks for posting comments,  submitting confessions, sending emails, and just generally making it so I’m not muttering to myself across the unforgiving steppes of cyberspace. Thanks for making this blog so much fun to write. Hopefully you’ll still be here, I’ll still be here, and we’ll get a chance to have this little talk again in one year’s time.

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So here’s something interesting: the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2010 list has posted, and Quizzical Pussy is number fucking four. No, it seriously is. Needless to say, my mind was blown. Yeah, I don’t really get it either, especially considering all the amazing bloggers who appear on the list. But I’m wicked excited about it.

Quizzical Pussy is still a very young blog; my first entry appeared a year ago next month. But it’s become the one place on the internet where I can be honest about sex and my past experiences. It’s made me remember how much I love to write. It’s become a huge part of my life, to the point where it’s often frustrating that I’ve chosen to keep it such a secret in the real world. What I’m saying is that this blog is important to me, and I’m honored that you’re reading it. I appreciate every comment, and don’t think I don’t notice how supportive and kind they always are whether the author agrees with me or not. I get excited every time someone sends in an anonymous confession. In short, I’d still be writing Quizzical Pussy if no one was reading it, but you all make it so much better. So thanks.

A huge thank you to the people who took the time to go over to Between My Sheets to nominate me. And to the judges and Rori, who read, tallied, and ranked over 200 nominees, which was no doubt a ton of work.

I also want to specifically thank Laramy Fuquerton, who encouraged me to start this website, brainstormed names with me, hosts it for me, gives me content (often in the form of rodgerings), and is a generally awesome, supportive person. Also Crispin Hijanx, who vectorized the curious kitten logo I drew and made it look much smoother. And no, I am not intentionally making this into an award show speech.

There was a lot of controversy surrounding the list this year concerning one or two* of the bloggers who appeared on it (one of whom got the top spot). This might invalidate the list for some people. I hope it doesn’t because it’s an awesome resource for finding new blogs to read, and I happen to think that many of the spots on the list are very well deserved. Naturally, I think my personal favorites should be higher up, but every ranking is bound to be like that. The fact remains that if you want to find some new top-notch sex blogs to follow, this is a great resource.

Go see the full list here!

*I’m aware of the issue with “Alexa” of The Real Princess Diaries, which is more or less resolved, but if there’s someone else objectionable, could someone comment or email me to let me know? I’d like to be able to warn my readers if someone else on this list is indeed shady.

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e[lust] #11 is out! Check out highlights from the last fortnight in sex blogging.

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Sometimes poly IS hard – The difficulties one faces in managing healthy interpersonal relationships, and the skills one employs in overcoming those difficulties, are the same whether you are monogamous or poly or something in between.

Artist and Model – I’m drawing her furiously along with everyone else in the class. I know her name is Janice because a long time ago we’d been acquaintances, then lovers for a night, and then I didn’t see or hear from her again.

His Boots – He’s my fix. I’m his addiction. Maybe we’re just each other’s junkies? I can never tell when i’m close enough to breathe him in I cease to care about anything else.

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I need a new highway….

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