2003-06-05 - 6:22 p.m.
Warning: content not for kids!
Update 9:07 p.m.: Wooho! Cec wants to go dancing. I was in the middle of a huge focus-on-something-workout, but give me ten minutes to shower and get dressed, and baby, it's on. Let's go dance with 23-year-olds and get sweaty. Thank youthankyouthankyou. I'll be tired at work, but oh my, it's worthwhile.
By the way, if anybody ever needs a song to work out to while sexually frustrated, try Coldplay's "Shiver". Wooooo.
Ok, I'm about to admit something of which I'm not proud.
My libido is driving me out of my mind. I've been this activated before, but only when I've actually been sleeping with someone, so that there was a way to work out the energy. Not now. Now I have to be self-reliant, and let me tell you, sometimes it is one huge disadvantage to be multi-orgasmic. Last night three times, which you would think would vent me for a while, right? Wrongwrongwrongwrongwrong. All stupid damned day a very specific set of muscles were awake and ready to go. Do you have any idea how frustrating that is? I'm walking from the office to the parking structure, and half of my stupid senses are distracted by the sensation of silk sweater against nipple. Aaargh!
If I were a certain kind of person, I'd pick somebody up and bring them home, spending my fuel that way. Unfortunately, I don't like casual sex. Fucking strangers disturbs my whole way of life. I won't orgasm that way, I won't feel good about it in the morning, and I'll be pissed at myself for at least a month. I need another kind of bond to have good sex. So there it is; as ashamed as I am about this, it's back to Purpley and a Costco-sized pack of C-batteries for Kaetchen.
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