Saturday, July 26, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
isn't the vibe in trader joe's crazy? old ladies trying to murder each other over a grapefruit. seriously. we live in a land of plenty---there are no pot-bellied children with flies buzzing around their eyes. and here you are, arguing according to your rote human instincts. this planet will go to pot because of squabbling.
Monday, June 30, 2008
I didn't think I would be the one to have a gay sex blog but I have started being sexually active again. Anyway last night an interesting thing happened. The precursor to the story is that I usually take a long time to cum. This is supposed to be a special skill, right? "He can go for hours." So I have a lovely dinner with my date and we go back to his place. And I get all frisky, knowing that it's a "schoolnight" for him and he has to get up at 7. And it's around midnight and we're both jerking off. So in the middle of it he starts--in a very businesslike way--to get up, lay out paperwork for his office the next day. And I continue wanking. And he's like "Sorry...but I have to get ready...you need to go." But I'm all hot and need to get off. So I just keep jerking off. And maybe I should have stopped, which would have been really polite, but I wasn't going to. And he does his paperwork for like 7 minutes. And then finally he gets it on with me afterwards and we cum at the same time.
He felt bad and maybe I should have felt offended but really, it was good timing. I stroked while I was watching him laying out drawings and charts... we talked.... I got really aroused, and then he joined me and "bang." Then I got dressed and went home.
We wouldn't have gotten any sleep. I fidget when I sleep. And we'd be all over each other. We are really horny around each other. It's like, we cum and then we are boned again maybe 4 minutes later. I think it's a sign we like each other.
Still, the Leo lion's pride in me was pricked. Shouldn't my sexual satisfaction be more important than someone's paperwork??
Actually, not. A real adult understands that and accepts it. Maturity is the ability to delay gratfication.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Sometimes there is never enough time in the day to do everything you need to do. You just have to accept that in the grand scheme of things, you're basically something close to an insect.
We think we're powerful, but we are really just weak, on an individual, day-to-day basis. But Billions of us...over a period of time... can really do a lot. Fuck up a planet for instance.
Every once in a while along comes a Plato, a Newton, an Einstein... they have flashes of godlike intuition.
But you and me, we're probably just bugs.