Strange Sense of Humor

I haven't been posting for the past few days. This is primarily because I haven't been sleeping well. The less I sleep, the weirder my brain gets. For one thing, I tend to be pretty cranky, unless I get that under control (like I finally managed to do tonight.) When I'm not being moody and getting annoyed over tiny things, I get strange. Malignus once told me that when he gets sleep deprived he can feel parts of his brain shutting down. I'm kind of at that stage, too. Unfortunately, the first thing to go seems to be "making sense to other people." So, we'll see how this blog post goes. 

I think I have kind of a strange sense of humor to begin with, but it's certainly been weirder the past couple of days. Example:

Yesterday, Malignus gave me a rather hard spanking. It started like this: I was wearing long underwear with pajamas over it. He hit me (not that hard) on the thigh and I pointed out the fact that I said "Ow!" despite the fact that I was wearing multiple layers of clothing. Using Top Logic®, he took this as a challenge. He decided that he was going to give me my spanking for the day over the clothes I was wearing. Then he decided that he was going to give it to me RIGHT THEN! 

So I got spanked really hard with a giant, hard plastic spoon called "The Killamajig,"plus this thing and our acrylic cane from caneiac, which is in close competition with my nylon cane for "cane that hurts the most ever invented." Despite wearing all these clothes, I was still crying hard and rolling around on the bed. Then he told me to bare my bottom for the last few, which had a pretty powerful psychological effect on me (if it hurts this much with all this protection...) and took me a second to do. Those last few were certainly memorable.  When it was finished, I spent a while crying and wiping my face off while he spent a while being very pleased with himself indeed. I adore that: there's really nothing better than a sadist who is pleased with his work. 

(NOTE: THIS IS NOT THE FUNNY PART. That was background.) 

I was proud of my marks, so I took a few photos. They were missing a little "pizzaz" or something, though: the lighting in our apartment isn't ideal for photo taking, and it's much harder without my giant mirror that used to serve my butt photography purposes so well. I didn't upload any of them.

Then it hit me: I knew what I needed to do:

Mission accomplished. I'm way, way, WAY too amused by this. Every time I look at it, I literally lol. 

Additionally, tonight, one of my friends and I went to the grocery store to pick up some snacks and we stumbled upon this:

It's a plastic spoon with a scared face! It makes me so, so, so happy! Even though I had sworn off purchasing implements, I HAD to buy it. The thing is solid, too, and different than any plastic spoon I've ever felt in composition. When the cashier picked it up to scan she said "Woah, that's heavier than I expected it to be!" My friend, who is also a kinkster and knew exactly what the spoon was for, and I said "YEP!" in unison. I hardly made it through the rest of the transaction without bursting into laughter. 

LOOK AT THE FACE! It's so perfect. 

I need sleep. -_-