The View From My Knees

What does a girl do when her secret crush isn’t so secret anymore?

Blush. Giggle. Avoid eye contact. Picture him pulling her close and telling her not to be so shy. Imagine their lips touching for the first time. Pretend that it’s his fingers exploring her dark wet spots…

I’m hopeless.

Some of you may have noticed that the site has been experiencing errors for the past couple of days. Well, I think I’ve finally figured out the problem, and in so doing I’ve discovered that I’m kind of an idiot. As you can see, I’ve managed to get the site back up and running, but you may also notice that it looks like something’s missing. And you’re right. Due to a very silly mistake on my part every post and comment past November 2007 has been lost. [Insert Charlie Brown "Aaaaargh!" here]

But don’t despair too much, babydolls. Thanks to the magic of Google Docs, I do have copies of the text of many of the posts since that time. There are a few smaller posts that I put directly in the database and have no copy of, however, and I won’t be able to recover the comments. This makes me sad. I know that some of you may occasionally save copies of posts for one reason or another, and that some of you even get emailed copies of posts through Feedburner. If anyone has copies of any posts past 11/07, I would be eternally grateful if you could send them to me at TheGirl@herknees.com. I promise I’ll find a way to repay you for your help.

The road to recovery will be long and annoying, but I promise that you’ll start seeing your recent favorites reposted very soon. Then, perhaps, you can comment on them again so that we can try to relive the magic.

Well, it could have been much worse, I suppose, but a tragedy like this will sure teach a girl to start doing regular site backups, eh?

[Update: I've managed to recover all of the lost posts and am in the process of reposting them. I still don't have access to the comments, though, and there are a few general site changes that are lost, as well.]

Things have been a little slow here on the blog lately, but that’s only because life has been moving so fast. I’ve got lots of stories to tell you, both old and new, but in the meantime I’ll just give you a quick rundown of what I’ve been up to.

Moving on up
The thing that’s been occupying most of my time lately has been packing, moving, and unpacking. Boy, I don’t know how you people with jobs do all of this. I just barely got us packed in time to move to our new apartment, and the unpacking is going slowly as well. I suppose it’ll all get done eventually, though, if I can manage to put off my social engagements a little bit. And speaking of social engagements, here’s the good stuff…

The Happiest Place on Earth
As those of you on my Twitter saw, Fingers and I took a trip to Disneyland together. It was great, as Disneyland usually is, but I think some of my favorite times were spent in bed in the hotel room. It’s been a while since I’ve spent any quality alone time with that guy, and I’d forgotten just how good it could be.

Making Love
After four days away from my handsome husband, hearing about his conquests over text messages, I was dying to get him naked in our bed. But I’d missed him so much that I wanted to make it count. We enjoyed the most wonderful lovemaking session I’ve ever experienced in my life, and I plan on telling you about it in more detail soon.

The New Boy
I’ve started flirting with a new boy, a friend of a friend, and if it weren’t for this terrible cold I’ve been battling, I would have jumped his bones by now. Still, we’ve done some good making out in the meantime, and he’s dying to get me alone sometime soon.

The New Girl
While I was hanging out with friends at a bar the other night, I was introduced to a very cute girl with breasts I could barely take my eyes off of. I didn’t think much of it until my girlfriend Darling and I started making out, as we are prone to do with a few drinks in us. Our new friend softly kissed Darling for a moment and then grabbed the back of my head and shoved her tongue in my mouth. It was completely unexpected, but also extremely hot. From that point on, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. By the time the bar closed, she was whispering things like “I want you so bad” and “you should take me home with you” into my ear. We didn’t go home together that night, unfortunately, but she did give me her phone number and made me promise about 7 or 8 times that I would call her so that we could finish what we’d started.

An Impressive Performance
After 7 months of mind-blowing sex, Mechanic managed to impress me once more when we were having our weekly date night (or “Party & Fuck,” as it’s called on my Google Calendar). He laid me on the edge of his bed and gave me a fantastic orgasm as he stood over me pumping soft and slow, then hard and fast, collapsing beside me after his own orgasm only moments later. As we lay there naked beside each other, I noticed he was stroking his cock, and when I looked down, I saw that it was rock hard again. “Have you been taking Viagra?” I joked. “No, but I think I am gonna have to fuck you again,” he said. And he did. And it was fucking great.