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I'm totally messed up this morning. I'm addicted to sleeping pills, and can't sleep without them, but the problem is that I wake up after 3-4 hours, when the effect wears off. My sleep is a total mess as a result, and this morning I'm really feeling the ill effects of all of this.
I'm very excited about my date with WD (Woman of my Dreams) on Thursday. I hope I won't be a nervous wreck. I tend to sweat a lot -mainly from the forehead, when I'm nervous. She's such a cutie, I wonder how our conversation will go. It has to go well, I don't see it happening any other way. WD is really helping me forget about #8 Clara. I feel a sense of disgust and wish for revenge when I think of Clara. What an evil mind. I'd really like to think that this period of my life was just meant to be, to allow me to learn what I really want out of life, and to give me a clean slate, a new begining, as cheesy as that sounds.
I can cum daily again when masturbating, phew. The reassuring thing is that I can stay hard a long time, which wasn't the case everytime my doctor increased the dosage of my medication. No increases in sight, so all should be ok sexually.
I'm going to the Big City in 10 days. Time flies. I don't feel quite ready, but I have time to get ready. Just need to really get cracking on preparations and practical stuff.
First of 3 consecutive dates tonight! (Julia tonight, Ashley tomorrow, WD Thursday). This is just a friendly date, so no expectations, but should be a nice evening. Full recap tomorrow of course.
Showing posts with label Drugs. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Monday, August 6, 2007
Sleeping Pills
It's 00:40. Just popped a sleeping pill, and couldn't resist the temptation to go online before the drugs do their magic.
It hasn't been a very good day. The right side of my neck is very stiff, and hurts like hell. I'm feeling blue. I feel extremely lonely. I miss human touch. I miss a girl's touch. I am not sending out positive vibes out there, and it's evident by the way girls have been avoiding me. I probably send out "needy" vibes. I try not to, but there' something that I'm not doing right.
So what can I say about sex tonight? I've covered all the girls I've been with in this blog in the span of one week. 10 years summarized in so little time. How sad. I don't care if I only have sex with one person while in my 30s as long as it's good, and as long as I'm in love. I'm not always that lovey-dovey, but I'm building this mental picture of the girl of my dreams, and in a way I'm just waiting for her to appear out of the blue and make everything better. It's not going to happen that way, I know it, but I'm drawing a total blank when it comes to working on myself. I should be planning my visit to The Big City by making contacts, getting my cv and portfolio ready, doing research, etc. Instead, I'm killing time online between this blog, facebook, e-mail, sports news and gossip pages.
I can start feeling the effect of the sleeping pills. It's such a nice feeling. It's the one moment in the day that cherish more than others. I used to love falling asleep with Maria. She was so cute in bed. She would put her head on my chest, or we would spoon. Spooning with her was great because she had curvy hips and a tiny wast. It felt so nice.
ok can't write now. the pills have the better of me. let's try to have with this and see how long I can continue typing. So Sex is sex and sex is a souvenir right now. I wonder if I know the person I will have sex next. Will it be a friend? An ex? An acquaintance? Someone I will meet on a night one. Hmm. I have to many girl friendships. I don't quite fit the bold of the people in this city. That's my theory. I want to make 100'000 Chf which is 40'000 £ in 2008. It's pretty unrealistic, but It's something I want to happen, amd will make sure it happens. yeah. toys toys toys at x-mas 2008. Girls like boys with toys.
It hasn't been a very good day. The right side of my neck is very stiff, and hurts like hell. I'm feeling blue. I feel extremely lonely. I miss human touch. I miss a girl's touch. I am not sending out positive vibes out there, and it's evident by the way girls have been avoiding me. I probably send out "needy" vibes. I try not to, but there' something that I'm not doing right.
So what can I say about sex tonight? I've covered all the girls I've been with in this blog in the span of one week. 10 years summarized in so little time. How sad. I don't care if I only have sex with one person while in my 30s as long as it's good, and as long as I'm in love. I'm not always that lovey-dovey, but I'm building this mental picture of the girl of my dreams, and in a way I'm just waiting for her to appear out of the blue and make everything better. It's not going to happen that way, I know it, but I'm drawing a total blank when it comes to working on myself. I should be planning my visit to The Big City by making contacts, getting my cv and portfolio ready, doing research, etc. Instead, I'm killing time online between this blog, facebook, e-mail, sports news and gossip pages.
I can start feeling the effect of the sleeping pills. It's such a nice feeling. It's the one moment in the day that cherish more than others. I used to love falling asleep with Maria. She was so cute in bed. She would put her head on my chest, or we would spoon. Spooning with her was great because she had curvy hips and a tiny wast. It felt so nice.
ok can't write now. the pills have the better of me. let's try to have with this and see how long I can continue typing. So Sex is sex and sex is a souvenir right now. I wonder if I know the person I will have sex next. Will it be a friend? An ex? An acquaintance? Someone I will meet on a night one. Hmm. I have to many girl friendships. I don't quite fit the bold of the people in this city. That's my theory. I want to make 100'000 Chf which is 40'000 £ in 2008. It's pretty unrealistic, but It's something I want to happen, amd will make sure it happens. yeah. toys toys toys at x-mas 2008. Girls like boys with toys.
Coffee and Sleeping Pills
Back up. I slept about 3 hours, and now I feel pretty fucked up. Sleeping pills and coffee don't mix well.
A girl I met a year ago, Ashley, added me on facebook. Why is this newsworthy? Because when I met her at a 4th of July party we instantly clicked. She's pretty hot and seems like a genuine nice fun girl. Will anything come out of this? Probably not, but I think she might be single now :-) I'm always looking for love, I should really stop that. Besides, I can't get attached to a girl now that I'm looking to move cities.
Things I want to do before I die:
- threesome (2 girls)
- have sex a with a girl who squirts
- pay off my debts
- fuck an ex
- fuck a celebrity
That about sums it up. I have other career goals but who gives a fuck about that, right? I might want kids. Well, in reality I really would like to meet the love of my life within 5 years, get married, have kids, and lead a happy & comfortable life, while having amazing sex with my wife and keeping things fresh as to not fall into a boring routine. I long for stability, but I have a need to escape.
Feeling pretty out of it this morning. Will be more productive this afternoon.
A girl I met a year ago, Ashley, added me on facebook. Why is this newsworthy? Because when I met her at a 4th of July party we instantly clicked. She's pretty hot and seems like a genuine nice fun girl. Will anything come out of this? Probably not, but I think she might be single now :-) I'm always looking for love, I should really stop that. Besides, I can't get attached to a girl now that I'm looking to move cities.
Things I want to do before I die:
- threesome (2 girls)
- have sex a with a girl who squirts
- pay off my debts
- fuck an ex
- fuck a celebrity
That about sums it up. I have other career goals but who gives a fuck about that, right? I might want kids. Well, in reality I really would like to meet the love of my life within 5 years, get married, have kids, and lead a happy & comfortable life, while having amazing sex with my wife and keeping things fresh as to not fall into a boring routine. I long for stability, but I have a need to escape.
Feeling pretty out of it this morning. Will be more productive this afternoon.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Mornin'
Good morning Monday!
I'm going back to bed after I write this blog, over the past 3 nights I've slept a combined 15 hours, and for me it just doesn't cut it. My neck hurts, my mind is buzzing like a bee, and I feel nauseous.
Bleh. When I wake up, in a few hours, I will go about my day which will consist of paying my bills, cleaning the kitchen, and maybe going to the gym. The meds are wearing me down, and make it difficult to concentrate on my fitness routine.
I wanked to some good porn last night. It's getting rare to find good porn.
Uh oh, I feel the sleeping pills working......... nighty morning zzzzzzzzzzzz
I'm going back to bed after I write this blog, over the past 3 nights I've slept a combined 15 hours, and for me it just doesn't cut it. My neck hurts, my mind is buzzing like a bee, and I feel nauseous.
Bleh. When I wake up, in a few hours, I will go about my day which will consist of paying my bills, cleaning the kitchen, and maybe going to the gym. The meds are wearing me down, and make it difficult to concentrate on my fitness routine.
I wanked to some good porn last night. It's getting rare to find good porn.
Uh oh, I feel the sleeping pills working......... nighty morning zzzzzzzzzzzz
Sunday Rambling
It feels pretty good to have gotten the sex stories out of the way. Clean slate now. I'm now wondering if that's it for my sex life in the twenties. I'm turning 30 in 4 months, and given my current lifestyle I would say there's about a 50/50 chance that I will score again by the end of the year. I will be spending one month living with my bro in the Big City, and bringing a girl home is absolutely out of the question. My bro and I are pretty private about our personal lives, especially when it comes to girls, and I like it that way. We're more open about it than we were a few years ago, but I still can't possibly imagine fucking a girl with him in the room next door. No way. But why even think of this when I have absolutely no reason to believe I will score while in The Big City.
I'm not counting on doing anything with possible #9 girl either. The more I think about it, the more I feel it's a bad idea. I'm just not attracted by her physically, nor by her personality. It just doesn't feel like a good idea.
I'm on medication right now, which has had a very positive effect on my mood, there's absolutely no question about it. The down side is that there are a few side effects, the worst being a significant decrease in my ability to stay hard and cum. Not cool. However my body is adjusting, and after two weeks of struggle and feeling that I have the dick of a 70 year old, I can now stay fully erect, and cum more easily, but I really need to work hard for it to happen. If I were to have sex, I might just have to cross out having an orgasm. Not such a big deal, girls do it all the time. Am I right or am I right?
Ok, time to shower and get dressed. More rambling later in the day. smooch.
I'm not counting on doing anything with possible #9 girl either. The more I think about it, the more I feel it's a bad idea. I'm just not attracted by her physically, nor by her personality. It just doesn't feel like a good idea.
I'm on medication right now, which has had a very positive effect on my mood, there's absolutely no question about it. The down side is that there are a few side effects, the worst being a significant decrease in my ability to stay hard and cum. Not cool. However my body is adjusting, and after two weeks of struggle and feeling that I have the dick of a 70 year old, I can now stay fully erect, and cum more easily, but I really need to work hard for it to happen. If I were to have sex, I might just have to cross out having an orgasm. Not such a big deal, girls do it all the time. Am I right or am I right?
Ok, time to shower and get dressed. More rambling later in the day. smooch.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
My life today
Because of the nature of this blog and its sexual content, I'm trying to keep some level of anonymity. Nevertheless, I don't want this blog to be a simple account of my sex life, past & future (I have no sex life in the present). I'm hoping this can be a journal for me, and a good read for some of you people out there.
Basic facts about me: I'm half American and half European. I grew up in Europe, went to college in the US, and am now back living in Europe. I'm a pretty normal guy. I have decent looks but I'm not a stud. I can be very shy, but I do have very good social skills. I have many friends around Europe and in the US, but I haven't had many lovers. I think most girls see me as the good friend type. People confide in me easily, and I'm very open about life, my troubles, my insecurities to people I trust, and even people I don't trust. I'm a bit too much of a nice guy. I try too hard to control everything around me. I'm not a control freak, but rather a moderation freak. I take it upon myself to make sure that everything and everyone around me is in order and nothing and problem free. I suffer a great deal as a result, because I rarely deal with my own needs and wishes. Paradoxically, I feel very sorry for myself most of the time and spend a great deal of time thinking about how I'm not satisfied with my life, and trying to figure out what it is I want in life.
I've suffered from depression for more than a decade. I've had 5 big depression episodes in my life. At 18, 20, 22, 28 and the latest happening 3 months ago at 29. The last crisis happened after I couldn't bring myself to go to work, causing a nervous breakdown and the end of my stint in a large corporate company in the city I live in, which I will refer to as "The City" from now on. The City is not well known but not that big. It's not London. I was dumped the day after my breakdown by my then gf: girl #8, Clara. The double fiasco threw me into the worst depressive episode of my life. Up until two weeks ago I was crying every single day, for several hours, and seriously considering giving up on life and jumping off a bridge. I felt absolutely no hope in getting better and living "a normal decent life". I'm on medical leave from work, so I'm not really doing anything right now except taking time to get better. I'm on pretty heavy medication for my depression and I'm working on living a less stressful life by leading a healthier life (less alcohol, no more weed, less partying) and reading personal development articles and books. Those combined elements have helped me out tremendously, and I'm now doing much better than I was 2 weeks ago only. I still get very down, but I can get through the day fairly easily, whereas before I would cringe at the idea of waking up and having to face hours of anxiety and misery. I feel that I'm 70% recovered, and would like to get to 100% as quickly as possible, but every time I think I'm ready to get back into active life, I end up falling down harder right after, so I'm being more patient and cautious in my daily routine now. It makes for a pretty boring life, which is why I've decided to start a blog. I love writing but it's something I haven't been able to do in a long time.
At times I feel quite confident, other times I feel very insecure. Right now I'm feeling rather insecure, but that's slowly starting to change. I believe a fling would help me a lot. I haven't felt good about my masculinity in a long time. Girl #8, Clara, contributed to that insecurity a lot, even if ultimately it was my own fear of not being good enough for her that failed me. Realistically, it would have never worked out between the two of us.
The change in tone from my last message is pretty typical from me. Yesterday I was feeling chipper and hyper, today I'm feeling a bit down and melancholic. I felt awful this morning and popped a sleeping pill to get 4 additional hours of sleep. It's 3pm now, and I am feeling better.
Basic facts about me: I'm half American and half European. I grew up in Europe, went to college in the US, and am now back living in Europe. I'm a pretty normal guy. I have decent looks but I'm not a stud. I can be very shy, but I do have very good social skills. I have many friends around Europe and in the US, but I haven't had many lovers. I think most girls see me as the good friend type. People confide in me easily, and I'm very open about life, my troubles, my insecurities to people I trust, and even people I don't trust. I'm a bit too much of a nice guy. I try too hard to control everything around me. I'm not a control freak, but rather a moderation freak. I take it upon myself to make sure that everything and everyone around me is in order and nothing and problem free. I suffer a great deal as a result, because I rarely deal with my own needs and wishes. Paradoxically, I feel very sorry for myself most of the time and spend a great deal of time thinking about how I'm not satisfied with my life, and trying to figure out what it is I want in life.
I've suffered from depression for more than a decade. I've had 5 big depression episodes in my life. At 18, 20, 22, 28 and the latest happening 3 months ago at 29. The last crisis happened after I couldn't bring myself to go to work, causing a nervous breakdown and the end of my stint in a large corporate company in the city I live in, which I will refer to as "The City" from now on. The City is not well known but not that big. It's not London. I was dumped the day after my breakdown by my then gf: girl #8, Clara. The double fiasco threw me into the worst depressive episode of my life. Up until two weeks ago I was crying every single day, for several hours, and seriously considering giving up on life and jumping off a bridge. I felt absolutely no hope in getting better and living "a normal decent life". I'm on medical leave from work, so I'm not really doing anything right now except taking time to get better. I'm on pretty heavy medication for my depression and I'm working on living a less stressful life by leading a healthier life (less alcohol, no more weed, less partying) and reading personal development articles and books. Those combined elements have helped me out tremendously, and I'm now doing much better than I was 2 weeks ago only. I still get very down, but I can get through the day fairly easily, whereas before I would cringe at the idea of waking up and having to face hours of anxiety and misery. I feel that I'm 70% recovered, and would like to get to 100% as quickly as possible, but every time I think I'm ready to get back into active life, I end up falling down harder right after, so I'm being more patient and cautious in my daily routine now. It makes for a pretty boring life, which is why I've decided to start a blog. I love writing but it's something I haven't been able to do in a long time.
At times I feel quite confident, other times I feel very insecure. Right now I'm feeling rather insecure, but that's slowly starting to change. I believe a fling would help me a lot. I haven't felt good about my masculinity in a long time. Girl #8, Clara, contributed to that insecurity a lot, even if ultimately it was my own fear of not being good enough for her that failed me. Realistically, it would have never worked out between the two of us.
The change in tone from my last message is pretty typical from me. Yesterday I was feeling chipper and hyper, today I'm feeling a bit down and melancholic. I felt awful this morning and popped a sleeping pill to get 4 additional hours of sleep. It's 3pm now, and I am feeling better.
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