It would appear as though I have a blog now. Who would have thought I would actually, wilfully write in one of these? Certainly not me, though I guess that can be taken as obvious since I just asked the question. I've always hated these things... I blame this on the incomprehensible number of stupid fucks who use them entirely to whine about all and sundry instead of going to actually do anything about their problems. Then again, it's also a well-established fact that I am fairly insensitive, so that may well be part of it. Oh well. Such is the way of things, I suppose. I should probably be less bitter all the time for fear of sounding like some breed of angsty teenaged fuckwit myself. I will admit that I am a generally bitter person, and nor am I lacking that healthy dose of cynicism that has more people than I am entirely comfortable with branding me as an asshole. Granted, they're probably right, but that's beside the point.
That being said, I have to say that it feels kind of weird being a member here. I mean, there's the obvious oddity that I am actually paying for this. Paying for anything on the internet is something of an anathema to me. I am not entirely sure if this is a good thing, but there it stands. My name is [tensix], and I am a pirate. But I have come to accept the fact that things sometimes cost money, even if it the concept of shelling out some cash for access to pictures of naked people is a particularly strange one to me. Scantily clad beautiful women are not exactly in short supply on the internet. Yet here I sit. Odd.
But stranger, to me, is the idea of age. A lot of these women are around my age. For another one of those guys who's been looking at naked women since the ripe old age of twelve or so, to suddenly sit back and realize "Hey wait a minute... that girl is younger than I am!" is a peculiar feeling. I am not sure yet whether it is one I will grow accustomed to or not; time will answer that one. Perhaps it's best not to get that used to it, a little imagination can guess where that path may well lead. Either way I will most likely end up documenting the process, if for no other reason than the fact that it's something to type at five thirty in the morning when I'm awake and unentertained. I refuse to go so far as to say "awake and bored," since now that we have the internet, there is no reason why any of us should ever be bored again. But unentertained is acceptable.
With all that out of the way, I realize that this was most likely the place where I was supposed to write some sort of insipid and trite introduction and blather about myself. Oh well. It's better this way.
yrs,
tensix
That being said, I have to say that it feels kind of weird being a member here. I mean, there's the obvious oddity that I am actually paying for this. Paying for anything on the internet is something of an anathema to me. I am not entirely sure if this is a good thing, but there it stands. My name is [tensix], and I am a pirate. But I have come to accept the fact that things sometimes cost money, even if it the concept of shelling out some cash for access to pictures of naked people is a particularly strange one to me. Scantily clad beautiful women are not exactly in short supply on the internet. Yet here I sit. Odd.
But stranger, to me, is the idea of age. A lot of these women are around my age. For another one of those guys who's been looking at naked women since the ripe old age of twelve or so, to suddenly sit back and realize "Hey wait a minute... that girl is younger than I am!" is a peculiar feeling. I am not sure yet whether it is one I will grow accustomed to or not; time will answer that one. Perhaps it's best not to get that used to it, a little imagination can guess where that path may well lead. Either way I will most likely end up documenting the process, if for no other reason than the fact that it's something to type at five thirty in the morning when I'm awake and unentertained. I refuse to go so far as to say "awake and bored," since now that we have the internet, there is no reason why any of us should ever be bored again. But unentertained is acceptable.
With all that out of the way, I realize that this was most likely the place where I was supposed to write some sort of insipid and trite introduction and blather about myself. Oh well. It's better this way.
yrs,
tensix