rainbing

You ever have one of those evenings where EVERYTHING comes together?

That was this evening. My flight into SFO was early, and that's the worst thign that happened!

I have to get up in a few hours and present on Agile Development Methodologies and the Services Oriented Architecture, so I have to be brief. I'll have a few minutes tomorrow to fill in the details.

I broke all my rules (met an outcall on a first date, and got drunk in the process - I love you Lily - don't be mad).

I met an absolutely adorable Irish girl at her home tonight. BTW - did you know they let people live at the Presidio now (right next to the Golden Gate Bridge)? Her house is right next to George Lucas new studio (yes she's loaded), and it's all in a Nationa Park, for christ's sake!

Anyway, she was the cutest damn thing you've ever seen. Her accent alone would slay you. She got me quietly drunk on my favorite bottle (Jameson 18 year old), and the led me to her bright red couch. We made out forever, then to her bedroom wherupon I treated her like a Stratevarius. She convulsed like an grand mal eplileptic for 2 solid hours. I was James fucking Bond. I swear, every damn thing was working. She squirted for her first time, had every type of orgasm known to female-kind, and cried. I could have gone on forever, but you have to be careful. You can't completely ruin a poor woman like that. It was beautiful and brilliant. She was extraordinary, and incredibly open to her sexuality even though she almost no real experience (despite 15 years of marriage).

And the best part? The songs on the way home in the cab - Alice In Chains (Down in a Hole), GnR (Sweet Child of Mine, which of course reminded me of My favorite SG Party Girl, and Pink Floyd (The Wall). I shit you not - those songs in that order.

Well, It's way late - I'm beginning to think you all are a bad influence!

I'm going to bask in my afterglow and my perfect fucking buzz and watch World Series of Poker on ESPN.