Thursday, July 21, 2005
nothing turns me off sex more then disappointing sex, i guess. since saturday i haven't even really entertained the idea of going out or having sex delivered. when i can get myself off so nicely why go through all the hassles?
mind you, last night i was abusing myself when the russian came online. i messaged him a simple 'horny?'. last time we talked he decided not to come over because of the cold i was suffering. no response, which really irks me, a simple 'no' would suffice. i also came to the realization it's a one way street with us. i have invited him over a number of times but always refused (or ignored). i'm relegated to the only when he's horny pile.
you'd think after that i'd be prompted to do some online cruising, but i didn't feel like entertaining a stranger. i have a roommate moving in on sunday and the whole apartment is in disarray trying to organize for two. honestly, it's a lot of cleaning. when carlos died one of the ways i coped was by not taking care of the place. these past 6 months have been the only time in my life i've lived alone. i always said i would hate living alone but it turns out i actually liked it. truth be told i'm also looking forward to sharing the space though. of course it's going to cut into my marathon masturbation sessions (not a bad thing) and entertaining intimate strangers will end as well. perhaps i'll try for a small orgy before he moves in...
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