So... I really am sucking at this blogging thing. I'm just not motivated to be complex, or deep in thought. But I do want to talk about boys (eternally 15)
I love men, I love socializing with men, I love being around men, I love smelling men, cooking for men, and my favorite of all... TOUCHING MEN!!! I had the pleasure of accompanying a friend from way back (back in the day when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but sometimes I wish that I was a kid again) on an evening out on the town this weekend; a man friend. Had a good time, and wondered how had I managed to loose touch with someone I really enjoyed hanging with. (Oh yeah, I was busy chasing ass...not my proudest moments) I was having this conversation with him, explaining to him that I prefer right now to keep everything simple, even my brain. I cannot endure anymore drama or stress, so I've simplified my friends, the men in my world, and even my brain. Hope I didn't sound as shallow as I felt... probably did.
But my interaction with men lately can be summed up very brief and succinct... on my back, or maybe even on all fours... but that's a different blog....or maybe it's in this one.
My maintenance man, hadn't seen him in over a month (don't travel that often anymore) during a recent visit, I discovered I may have caught a little bit of feelings for the ding-a-ling. (Money DOESN'T make me cum, dick does) I found myself feeling more apprehensive about being myself, nervous, talking way too much, and not sure if my breath smells good early in the morning. Simply laying next to him, sitting across from him, or simply walking in his door, made me break in a nervous sweat. Not a good sign when you're describing evenings with your booty buddy. (not my booty call, we plans in advance, sometimes weeks in advance) I feel like I could tell him, open up to him, express to him that I don't want to lose touch (oh yeah... moving to Houston!)
Another interesting observation... What is up with men thinking the ultimate compliment is to express the want to knock me up! I'm sorry... how is that okay? For me the ultimate compliment is something akin to "you look amazing today" or maybe even "I'd like to take you to dinner" or "You have a beautiful smile." But somehow offering me unwed-motherhood is not really complimentary... just saying.
I love men, I love socializing with men, I love being around men, I love smelling men, cooking for men, and my favorite of all... TOUCHING MEN!!! I had the pleasure of accompanying a friend from way back (back in the day when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but sometimes I wish that I was a kid again) on an evening out on the town this weekend; a man friend. Had a good time, and wondered how had I managed to loose touch with someone I really enjoyed hanging with. (Oh yeah, I was busy chasing ass...not my proudest moments) I was having this conversation with him, explaining to him that I prefer right now to keep everything simple, even my brain. I cannot endure anymore drama or stress, so I've simplified my friends, the men in my world, and even my brain. Hope I didn't sound as shallow as I felt... probably did.
But my interaction with men lately can be summed up very brief and succinct... on my back, or maybe even on all fours... but that's a different blog....or maybe it's in this one.
My maintenance man, hadn't seen him in over a month (don't travel that often anymore) during a recent visit, I discovered I may have caught a little bit of feelings for the ding-a-ling. (Money DOESN'T make me cum, dick does) I found myself feeling more apprehensive about being myself, nervous, talking way too much, and not sure if my breath smells good early in the morning. Simply laying next to him, sitting across from him, or simply walking in his door, made me break in a nervous sweat. Not a good sign when you're describing evenings with your booty buddy. (not my booty call, we plans in advance, sometimes weeks in advance) I feel like I could tell him, open up to him, express to him that I don't want to lose touch (oh yeah... moving to Houston!)
Another interesting observation... What is up with men thinking the ultimate compliment is to express the want to knock me up! I'm sorry... how is that okay? For me the ultimate compliment is something akin to "you look amazing today" or maybe even "I'd like to take you to dinner" or "You have a beautiful smile." But somehow offering me unwed-motherhood is not really complimentary... just saying.
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