Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Banishing thrush (also known as yeast infection removal)


Any lady who's had a yeast infection, known in my corner as thrush, wants to know how to get rid of it as soon as possible without having to fritter away our finances at chemists and clinics, eh.

Here's how you do it! The Manda Overboard way.
First, stop eating and drinking ANYTHING with any sugar or starch in it. These things thrive on sugars, and you have to starve it of its source of nutrition. This means no lollies and sweets, alcohol, no fruits, no bread/rice/potatoes/starchy veg (carrots etc).

What can you have? Salads with an oil/vinegar dressing. Nuts, seeds, tofu. Proteins are fine, so you could have a nice satay sauce on tofu and salad greens, for example (a nice satay sauce: sugar-free peanut butter, black pepper, white pepper, coconut milk, soy sauce, vinegar, tabasco sauce, salt, garlic). It sounds like a harsh diet but it really does blitz the thrush. It's only a few days! You can do it! Soups are also good - spicy cabbage and other veg soups are brilliant and you can put tofu and things in. A nice garlicky avocado guacamole with celery sticks is good and filling.

Second, acidify and salinify your body. This makes your vulva and vagina an inhospitable environment for the candida to keep multiplying in. Drink water with apple cider vinegar in it, often. Things like tea, green tea, herb tea (of course avoid anything sweet), and even a weak black coffee are fine too. But a splash of real apple cider vinegar in water is best. No juice! No booze! Also, keep your salt intake at a good level (NB possibly not wise if you have blood pressure problems).

Third, put cider vinegar up your cunt. This is the least awesome part but the most effective. Soak a tampon (blasted things - I avoid avoid avoid tampons; I use my lovely mooncup instead, but if I got thrush again I'd buy a few tampons) in one part cider vinegar to one part water, give it a gentle squeeze, and insert it as high up as you can. Replace every couple of hours or so. It stings a little on the entrance to your vadge at first, but it really does completely get rid of the thrush in most cases (in my humble experience and that of my occasionally thrush-infested friends). If you have it externally, splash diluted vinegar on the thrushy bits - also minced salted garlic can help externally (probably best avoided internally).

Fourth, eat soy yoghurt and/or take acidophilus/bifidus pills! Your balance is all out of whack - get it better by restoring the natural flora and fauna. Refer to my previous entry on how to properly make soy yoghurt.

Keep at it for a couple of days and if you don't feel any improvement despite doing EXACTLY AS I SAY, perhaps go and get some gynotrosid or something. Thrush SUCKS and is so itchy and sore. Good luck, ladies!

The WHINING. Heavens.

Notice to the males of the species: it is super unattractive to females of the species when dudes cry to us about how even though they've only hung out with us twice they've never met anybody like us and just oh please all they want is a chance to get to know us better, they'll move to our town if that's what we want, they'll do anything we ask, just give "us" a chance, it's not OH GOD, YOU'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING, stop laughing at that lady wiping her embarrassed sausage dog's bum, I'm really hurting here, I think I might LOVE you, I think we're meant to OH CAN YOU AT LEAST LOOK AT ME, I'm pouring my heart out to you here and you just blah blah blah blee blee blee waaaah"

Saturday, 10 November 2007

Lesbian sexies



I have mentioned twice or even THREE times now (!!!) that lesbians are very good at cunnilingus. What a surprising surprise. But the last girl I slept with, Yoko, was all kinds of delicious, as well as awesome at licking my girl parts til I shrieked in shock .

She was (and this is rare for a J-girl) tattooed, she was lean, she owned a finely-shaped jaw and small perky tits that barely wobbled, and she was a BITCH. I loved it. The first time she came over, it took us quite a long time to cut the crap and start smooching. For some reason, we wrestled a lot. We wrestled to be on top, to be in control, to be the one holding the other down and pinching nipples, nuzzling a neck, pushing at a hip or palming a pulsing pussy. She never took her jeans off the whole time, but I have no such qualms. Hers are few and far between, too, it seems - I didn't have to do more than nudge and look (smolderingly, I reckon) into her eyes to make her understand that it was for the best if she squeezed her entire hand into my cunt to fuck me with her fist. Fisting! Fuck yeah. Luckily she's got tiny hands and I have lots of lube. It was sooo good and she got so turned on her jeans were actually wet to touch in the crotch. That's pretty wet, eh.

At first it was two slippery, lubed-up fingers sliding around in there. No point in wasting time on three; she soon pushed all four in, hand contracted like a beak, pressing deeper and deeper so the silky wet fingers were knuckle-deep, and as she pushed harder and harder, then relaxed, dug in again, relaxed, and pushed her entire hand against my taut, slick, full cunt, she stared at me and nipped me and stroked me and kissed me. Then, all of a sudden, my throbbing lower half swallowed her whole hand, and she was wrist-deep in me, with surprise and delight on her face. I came extremely quickly, and then I wanted it OUT. No more! Just out! It was her first time fisting (but not mine) so she wasn't sure how quickly was alright, so I grasped her wrist, pushed down, and winced as my vagina protested against something big going out instead of in.

I can't help but feel it's right about that. Things going in feel much better than they do on the way out, eh? Even the hands of hot lesbians.

Anyway. Um, bedtime.

Friday, 9 November 2007

And on another note...

Dang! I want some cock up me. Some mean, satin-over-steel cock that doesn't care what I want or whether I'm ready for it.

Of bullshit whips and high farce heels



I'm with Bitchy Jones.

Fuck high heels. Fuck stupid corsets and silly shiny rubbery bull crap costumes. Fuck some feminine stereotype that will transform me into worthy if I just make the bloody effort.

If you are going to do things with me, you do them with ME. You let ME do whatever the fuck I want to hurt you and upset you and turn you on and make you beg me to stop and make you beg me to never stop, ever. You let ME pull your hair so your eyes tear up and your chin trembles. You let ME pinch and bite and torment and embarrass you. You let ME tie your hands together and shove you so you fall over, then crouch over you and make you do exactly as I say with your face and mouth and anything else I want. You let ME do whatever I like to you until you are nearly crying and nearly coming. I already AM a sex-filled woman - I don't need silly crippling shoes or bullshit synthetic outfits to make me into one.

Dom stereotypes SUCK. I usually am not really too obsessed with being dominant but if I am in the mood I'm not going to play a fucking part with dungeons and whips and chains just to feel like I'm "doing it right."

No THANK YOU, sirs and madams.

Eastern guys I have a crush on



Kaneshiro Takeshi. It almost upsets me how smoking hot this specimen is. How is his level of delicious possible?? And subsequently I could not decide which photo to use so all you little shits get lucky with no fewer than six. OH MAN!! I am so jealous that you're looking at these pictures right now.



Japanese baseball player Ichiro. Hey Ichiro! Let's have sex, okay? Okay.





Soccer player Ono Shinji. During the soccer world cup, my kids often asked me which player I liked best. Actually I was torn between Nakata, Miyamoto and Ono, but I thought long and hard (actually thick, and rock-hard, I bet) and decided on Ono. "Ono!" they cried, "But he looks like a monk!" One boy thought a second, and added kindly, "He's always smiling and laughing so I can see why you like him." I guess they see shaved heads as quite Buddhist. I see them as fucking exquisite.



Chen Chang, horse-riding, vast steppe-roaming guy. I would cut my fingertips off for a chance to sniff the armpits on his t-shirt. The first one of you to make fun of his name loses all human rights, mmkay?



Back Dormitory Boys. These boys are classic and that is so sexy! Watch them here and here. I mean it, you guys!! Watch or deal with the consequences.

Anyway, today I was inspired by The Beautiful Kind's list and decided to do my own. "Asian" (whatever that means) guys are totally underrated. Sexy sexy sexy!! I'll take a gorgeous-skinned, almond-eyed, lean-limbed Eastern guy over a weak-chinned, red-nosed, flabby Western guy any day.