Who is the slacker... that would be me...no updates in a week or so and I feel i have left my few faithful friends down...lets work on that..
This weekend was rather entertaining. I got back last tuesday night and every single night since Elise has stayed over. She is an angel...not sure how i got on without her before but i cant get enough of her now. Probably end up at her place tonight because i am not feeling the normaly `thursday night bar crawl' thing and after my day I need to just curl up and do nothing with someone I care about...
Now...onto the sexual... saturday something happened that in my 30-some years never had. I `finished' from oral... not sure what mental or physical blockade was holding me back but god damn it was one hell of a monumentus occasion. Of course it was my new girlfriend (can officially refer to her as such now that most of the drama is behind us) and she was quite proud of herself. There is just something about her that brings the best out in me...um...that sounds bad...sorry
Today was quite the adventure. I wake up slightly behind schedule and hit the shower. Before dressing I slip into bed with Elise to just hold her a little more... course we all know that turned into an hour long fest. I get into work about an hour late, no worries since no one notices. Then I start hustling till nearly 11:30 and then take a 90 minute drive to Santa Clara to train the new guy there on how to do what I do. Not that bad, but the problem is I was there till 4:30. Anyone in the bay area knows you're fucked if you are not out before rush hour. Took me 3 hours to make a 90 minute trip home. I literally spent an hour driving 10 miles. No, no accidents, stalls or other impediments in the roadway. Just slow bitches. Add to that shit the fact that when I was on the way there my sister called to inform me my uncle has pnumonia. He isnt that old, but he also has a weakened immune system due to medical issues (he had cancer years ago) and had to be hospitalized. Hopefully all works out well and he gets home this weekend... he is by far my favorite uncle (Goob you know thats no offense to your pops) and I dont want to contemplate him not being around for years to come.
Anyhow...I dont feel up to a rant tonight...i just want to be quiet and not deal with any drama. Like that can happen... Tuesday when I was in bed with my GF the ex decides to stop by and knock on the door to `talk'. There goes all mood and motivation to continue. Then I had to have another `talk' with her later that evening. I told her about the new GF and that she was in the apartment when the ex climbed up onto my balcony at 2:30am. Felt like i kicked her when she was down but she had to know that we are through and no pining will get me back. IT sucks hurting someone that is wonderful like she is, but i have to be true to my self and when i feel it is over i cannot just stay with someone to make them feel better....
damn...this whole thing is all over the board... I will just hit `Save Entry' and call it a night....
Remember...the 10:30 show is completely different from the 8:30 show....tip the waitstaff.,..
This weekend was rather entertaining. I got back last tuesday night and every single night since Elise has stayed over. She is an angel...not sure how i got on without her before but i cant get enough of her now. Probably end up at her place tonight because i am not feeling the normaly `thursday night bar crawl' thing and after my day I need to just curl up and do nothing with someone I care about...
Now...onto the sexual... saturday something happened that in my 30-some years never had. I `finished' from oral... not sure what mental or physical blockade was holding me back but god damn it was one hell of a monumentus occasion. Of course it was my new girlfriend (can officially refer to her as such now that most of the drama is behind us) and she was quite proud of herself. There is just something about her that brings the best out in me...um...that sounds bad...sorry
Today was quite the adventure. I wake up slightly behind schedule and hit the shower. Before dressing I slip into bed with Elise to just hold her a little more... course we all know that turned into an hour long fest. I get into work about an hour late, no worries since no one notices. Then I start hustling till nearly 11:30 and then take a 90 minute drive to Santa Clara to train the new guy there on how to do what I do. Not that bad, but the problem is I was there till 4:30. Anyone in the bay area knows you're fucked if you are not out before rush hour. Took me 3 hours to make a 90 minute trip home. I literally spent an hour driving 10 miles. No, no accidents, stalls or other impediments in the roadway. Just slow bitches. Add to that shit the fact that when I was on the way there my sister called to inform me my uncle has pnumonia. He isnt that old, but he also has a weakened immune system due to medical issues (he had cancer years ago) and had to be hospitalized. Hopefully all works out well and he gets home this weekend... he is by far my favorite uncle (Goob you know thats no offense to your pops) and I dont want to contemplate him not being around for years to come.
Anyhow...I dont feel up to a rant tonight...i just want to be quiet and not deal with any drama. Like that can happen... Tuesday when I was in bed with my GF the ex decides to stop by and knock on the door to `talk'. There goes all mood and motivation to continue. Then I had to have another `talk' with her later that evening. I told her about the new GF and that she was in the apartment when the ex climbed up onto my balcony at 2:30am. Felt like i kicked her when she was down but she had to know that we are through and no pining will get me back. IT sucks hurting someone that is wonderful like she is, but i have to be true to my self and when i feel it is over i cannot just stay with someone to make them feel better....
damn...this whole thing is all over the board... I will just hit `Save Entry' and call it a night....
Remember...the 10:30 show is completely different from the 8:30 show....tip the waitstaff.,..
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words about the journals
it's a free space, and i
just tend to go off into
things that shook me up
once upon a time which
i never really wrote about
before
anyway maybe see you
around SGSF if the guy
at the door excepts my
admittance request?
all best wishes, Drago (Bob Callahan)