"There's two bulls standing on top of this mountain, and the younger one says, 'Let's run down the hill and fuck one of them cows.' And the older one says, 'No, son, let's walk down there and fuck them all!'"
-Colors
-Colors
It's no big secret that Sara and I have communication issues. I've grown a bit concerned over the past few days since I have not heard from her about the road trip to Oak Park and anything in between that would warrant a must in knowing. Yes, it aggravates me here and there even if I'm one of those that lets people do as they wish. You would think that a girl would immediately notify her boyfriend about the fact that she had another seizure. Nope, I didn't find out about the second one until well after. This was after she had a low-key girls night in with some friends.
What can I do? For all I know, Sara is in the hospital. As soon as my haircut is over, I'm on my way to Indiana with mixed feelings, a bit of frustration and wonderment. What has happened? We're great together but do awful when apart. Sara has gotten better on controlling herself when things frustrate her. The things I do for her.......arrgh.
Now, it's not as bad as it sounds. Sara has admitted that she's hard to get back to along with only now feeling like she is in control. Those 2 jobs took a lot out of both of us. I'm sure there are a lot of guys that would walk out of a relationship where she works more than 12 hours a day. I'm patient and Sara dealt with me working for 3 months straight and not being able to see her but only maybe 2 or 3 days. Do you know how hard it is to be away from someone that you sleep with for that long? I don't know how it is for girls and their toys (Oh, to be a fly on their walls........) but we guys have to stare at our dicks while pissing during tired dreams at work that their in something soothingly wet. Urinals are so boring that I tend to fall asleep.
Ja, I am worried about Sara. It's the nasty point of summer where the humidity seems to cause tempers to flare and everything comes to a close. My neighbor that lost her baby holed up at her parents' house for some time and is only now back. Sara could be in the hospital or still at her parents' house worn out from the medication now prescribed. I have no information as to what the MRI said.
As for me, I'm not completely peachy. I am now having a tough time concentrating. My time in the gym is lacking any sort of pizazz all because I keep feeling like I should be in Indiana now instead of tomorrow. You worry, you fall down, and you dust yourself off. I grunt, snort, and laugh at my dog getting her ass beaten up by a cat qualified in paw-to-paw combat.
The strange thing about me is that stress tends to bring out a really nasty seething sex need for me. It's not my usual sensual fucking but more along the lines of the gates of hell have opened up. Women are completely red with devilish tails. Of course, they are completely naked with nicely trimmed 'landing strips' for pussy decorations. And the licking of the lips begins but where am I?
I'm on a fucking school bus like that 9 minute Japanese porn put up recently. Whoever smiled upon this lucky bastard, I wish there was a dread so realistic as this. 15-20 Asian girls ride the bus with him, his penis falls out after one of the girls just decides to unzip him, and everyone goes home happy. Unlike American porn, there is something to be said about 15 Asian girls taking turns with a major amount of sucking all while looking at the cock as if it were the nicest invention ever. Those naughty Japanese guys truly do love sniffing panties. Could do without the bukkake, though. I find it degrading to spray semen on a girl's face.
I'd like to direct you to your right. I put up a link to my Photobucket account so all 100something pictures are for your viewing pleasure. Yup, that's moi as I rid myself from Diaryland as best I can (It was the old link). Trust me. When I get my own Canon 10.2mp digital camera, there will be many pics to show you how my day went, etc. Blogging helps me end my day as I sleep better at night. Go ahead and tell me I'm a baffling lil' bag o' nuts. Are my friends the only ones that see Sara's eyes as telling that she loves me?
So, I'm outta here. On my way to Indiana tomorrow if weather permits. Too much rain and possible floods keep Illinois busy cleaning up trees. I really need to curl up with Sara to ease my confused mind. Even my friends' conversations have had no effect on me. Happy twats all around.
What can I do? For all I know, Sara is in the hospital. As soon as my haircut is over, I'm on my way to Indiana with mixed feelings, a bit of frustration and wonderment. What has happened? We're great together but do awful when apart. Sara has gotten better on controlling herself when things frustrate her. The things I do for her.......arrgh.
Now, it's not as bad as it sounds. Sara has admitted that she's hard to get back to along with only now feeling like she is in control. Those 2 jobs took a lot out of both of us. I'm sure there are a lot of guys that would walk out of a relationship where she works more than 12 hours a day. I'm patient and Sara dealt with me working for 3 months straight and not being able to see her but only maybe 2 or 3 days. Do you know how hard it is to be away from someone that you sleep with for that long? I don't know how it is for girls and their toys (Oh, to be a fly on their walls........) but we guys have to stare at our dicks while pissing during tired dreams at work that their in something soothingly wet. Urinals are so boring that I tend to fall asleep.
Ja, I am worried about Sara. It's the nasty point of summer where the humidity seems to cause tempers to flare and everything comes to a close. My neighbor that lost her baby holed up at her parents' house for some time and is only now back. Sara could be in the hospital or still at her parents' house worn out from the medication now prescribed. I have no information as to what the MRI said.
As for me, I'm not completely peachy. I am now having a tough time concentrating. My time in the gym is lacking any sort of pizazz all because I keep feeling like I should be in Indiana now instead of tomorrow. You worry, you fall down, and you dust yourself off. I grunt, snort, and laugh at my dog getting her ass beaten up by a cat qualified in paw-to-paw combat.
The strange thing about me is that stress tends to bring out a really nasty seething sex need for me. It's not my usual sensual fucking but more along the lines of the gates of hell have opened up. Women are completely red with devilish tails. Of course, they are completely naked with nicely trimmed 'landing strips' for pussy decorations. And the licking of the lips begins but where am I?
I'm on a fucking school bus like that 9 minute Japanese porn put up recently. Whoever smiled upon this lucky bastard, I wish there was a dread so realistic as this. 15-20 Asian girls ride the bus with him, his penis falls out after one of the girls just decides to unzip him, and everyone goes home happy. Unlike American porn, there is something to be said about 15 Asian girls taking turns with a major amount of sucking all while looking at the cock as if it were the nicest invention ever. Those naughty Japanese guys truly do love sniffing panties. Could do without the bukkake, though. I find it degrading to spray semen on a girl's face.
I'd like to direct you to your right. I put up a link to my Photobucket account so all 100something pictures are for your viewing pleasure. Yup, that's moi as I rid myself from Diaryland as best I can (It was the old link). Trust me. When I get my own Canon 10.2mp digital camera, there will be many pics to show you how my day went, etc. Blogging helps me end my day as I sleep better at night. Go ahead and tell me I'm a baffling lil' bag o' nuts. Are my friends the only ones that see Sara's eyes as telling that she loves me?
So, I'm outta here. On my way to Indiana tomorrow if weather permits. Too much rain and possible floods keep Illinois busy cleaning up trees. I really need to curl up with Sara to ease my confused mind. Even my friends' conversations have had no effect on me. Happy twats all around.
3 comments:
Those pics are great - I don't think I've looked at them before. You must stop using the flash whenever possible, however... it invariably washes everything out. - Zuzu
I was working out of town for four months. I will do it again beginning in January. FOUR months without sex, love, uh, sex. It is one of the hardest parts of our lives, especially when we are so used to sleeping together and doing everything together.
But, 11 hour days at work are nice too...fuck.
Nice pics. I'm going to second what Zuzu said and suggest not using the flash as much...although I have the same problem, myself, most of the time. 10.2mp sounds like a LOT. Mine's a 7.2, and I still set it to 4 or 5 because really, who needs that many when you're just taking pictures for fun?
Who am I kidding though... *is digital camera impaired*
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