Showing posts with label David. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David. Show all posts

Monday, September 24, 2007

Weekend fun and Week to cum

This week I'm going to clean up my blog a little. I've been slacking in the "tags" and "purple explicit material" department, and I've almost totally given up on proofreading. Sloppy. I'm having such a good time in London that I'm not taking as much time blogging lately, but it's still something that I really enjoy and want to keep up. Blogging was very therapeutic to me when I was down and started Sex at 29, and now it's a bit of a reminder of how much better I feel, and it also allows me to express my doubts and updates on my personal life, mainly in regards to love/sex interests.

Here's a quick update:

I had an awesome weekend. Saw Prince on Thursday at the O2 which totally kicked ass. On Friday went to a dinner party with my two good London friends, Paulo and George, + my brother David and some of George's friends (kinda boring people but ok company) and we ate really good greek food and for the first time ever I smoked a joint with my brother! I was hiding the fact that I smoke sometimes to him, and absolutely did not suspect that he smoked a little too, but voilĂ  at 29 and 32 we finally discover things about ourselves that we were hiding from each other!

Saturday had a long long walk with David in Town. He bought shirts and I just followed him pretty much. We had sushi at Yo Sushi and had a funny conversation with a French waitress. Had a killer workout at the gym after, and completely crashed in my bed in the evening. I managed to have a nice masturbating session in front of youporn.com before going to sleep. Saturday was also Bella's birthday (which I had learned about just one day before in a text msg from her!) so I texted her later Friday night to wish her a happy bday and because I was a bit high and quite smashed I wrote a slightly more daring message in which I said "23 kisses all over". She replied the next morning and thanked me for the nice msg. We're still very "prudent" in our exchanges. I toned down a little because there's no point in things getting more open while we're away from each other, and I think it might freak her out a bit, but we have had a couple nice messages to each other and about one e-mail per week.

Sunday I took it easy and in the evening went to Pamela's dinner party. I hadn't seen her in ages, so it was a bit of class reunion with me, her, Paulo and George (we all were in the same class in school in the small city. We had so many laughs talking about all the crazy things we did back then with teachers. It was such a wild bunch.

Today.... will do my usual routine of going to starbucks and working on my "projects". Tonight, seeing Ricky Gervais :-)

Crazy times! Maybe I'm having too much fun. I need to get serious again :-/

One thing that I am not getting is some ass. I'm really horny these days. Those days of my anti-depressants blocking my sex drive are long over. I want to jerk off just about all the time now, and I really cuz use a fuck, or a shag as they say here :) 120 days with no sex :-/ I'm scoring before going back to the small city. I have to! +, you guys need some good sex stories... it's been rather sexless around here in a while :-)

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Week 1 Recap

I arrived exactly a week ago in London. So far, it's been great. Expensive, but great. Living with David is pretty neat. He's very organized and tidy, which keeps me on my toes and allows me not to turn into a slob. We're in an area of the city that's ideally located, and the street my bro lives in is extremely charming and quiet.

Socially, it's been a blast. Two of my best friends moved to London a couple years ago: Paulo and George. Paulo is Brazilian but looks Indian. He's a super nice guy, and he loves to hit on women, but when he drinks too much he becomes overly affectionate and very touchy. It's very funny to watch how girls seem interested in him at first until he gets into grabbing mode. George is a true player. He has a girlfriend, but he's cheating on her big time. It's quite horrible, but as a friend George is amazing, and he was the one to contact my brother David and Paulo to try to convince me to come to London when I was in my dark phase.

Professionally, week one has been slow, but it's a conscious decision. I didn't want to get overly stressed out with the notion that I HAVE to find something right away. Being in London is already giving me more ideas about what I want to do, and it's allowed me to realize that there is a life outside my hometown, which is another European country that I won't divulge quite yet (but you can always e-mail me if you want to know). I did however set up a casual meet with a Creative Director on Wednesday who went to my College. Rather than ask him to give me a job, I'll try to pick his brain a little on how he got where he is, since we do have a pretty similar background as I found out looking at his Bio.

You know a blog entry wouldn't be a blog entry if I didn't mention girls or love, right? Well the one real positive thing here is that I have not been obsessing over it at all, simply because I'm enjoying being here, and I'm feeling motivated, busy, and the comes naturally. I did get an e-mail from Bella a couple days ago which disappointed me a little. I sent her a long (probably too long) e-mail a couple days before giving her an update on how things were going in London, and I also slipped in there how cool it has been to get to know her, that I feel we're on the same wave length, bla bla bla. It was unnecessary and it wasn't the right time to do it. She did not directly address it, so I believe she chose to ignore getting into that kind of talk, and instead gave me updates on what she was up to, and commented on a few things I told her about London. It was a nice e-mail, but it's the kind of message you get from a friend, not a potential partner... But! I think my reaction since has been very good. I didn't get down about it, instead I got realistic and acknowledged that forcing a connection is not going to bring me anywhere. I really feel something special for Bella, but for the time being we're friends and she has a boyfriend, and there's no reason for me force anything onto her. By now she must know how I feel about her, so if she feels the same (which I still think she does) she will send me the signals. Until then, I can only be patient and go about living, taking care of my life, my professional ambitions, and staying social.

In my next entry I will write about a Casino Charity Poker event I attended Thursday. It was pretty wild but fun. An interesting read hopefully.

Oh, one note of interest. Today is Clara (#8)'s birthday. She's turning 29. I hesitated about acknowledging it or not, and recently I thought "Fuck it" because she has been such a mean person, and even her "nice" messages or communications have been tainted with not so subtle mean remarks, like her last e-mail in which she said "you were right, I am striving for an ideal (which I found btw) and not I'm finally happy". Bitch. Well the other day as I was walking around Sloan Square, I found a birthday card which I had to get. It had a 60s style Blond girl on it with "First Class Bitch" printed on it in this very retro font. I bought it, and got some shiny small star stickers to go with it. I carefully placed 29 (her age) stickers inside the card, with no other word or message. I'm sending it today so she will receive it late, but that doesn't matter. She'll see that it comes from London so she'll know it's from me. It might seem like an immature thing to do but it's SO perfect for her. If she ignores it, than that's great, if she comes back to me angry I'll tell her "don't take things so personally (which she would always tell me after saying something mean to me!!!) and if she continues to bitch I can say "Wow, you must really have self esteem issues to get so worked up about a birthday card. I thought you'd have a laugh with it". That card is soooo her. Contradictive. Bitchy, but sparkly and iconic with the stars. To me, it's a perfect book end to our fucked up relationship.

Monday, September 3, 2007

Fun in London

Not much news lately because I was getting prepared for my move to the Big City aka LONDON :D My last couple weeks in The smaller city went well, but I am thrilled at being here and living with my brother David. I have my own little bedroom which is extremely cozy, and the flat kicks ass, albeit it seems evident that British architects and engineers are visibly drunk when they're designing and putting up housing. The townhouse is completely tilted, but it sort of makes its charm. I love it here, and the street we're on is very quiet but lively with small commerces, a chicha café next door, bakery, and old style barber shop across from the living room window. I love it. We've done quite a bit already over the weekend. I got to see a couple of my mates last night with my brother, and we had a blast drinking pints and talking about random stuff at the pub. Today my brother is at work, and I've started the day by having a proper breakfast, chatting with Nina on msn and playing online poker. At 11am I will officially get up and ready and clean up the kitchen. After that I will do some research online for jobs and possible contacts I can make while here, and I'd like to join a gym for a month and stay in shape (probably in the best shape of my life these days). Right now, I'm a happy man, and I've felt that way for a good 2-3 weeks now.

I'm very encouraged about how I am handling the Bella situation. I'm still madly in love with her, and we had a very nice afternoon drink across from her uni last week, and as usual conversation flowed and time seemed like a flash, signs of attraction, but no concrete plan to do more. I'm more serene now, I'm not in a rush, and right now I think it's great to keep in touch with her, remain close but not break that barrier. Until she has a boyfriend, I don't think it's a good idea to make a move anyway. I'm calmer about it now. I feel that if there's really such a good connection between us, than we're bound to be together at some point down the line. Furthermore, I'm single and she clearly doesn't have any long term plans with her BF, so why rush things? Of course I would love it if we could flirt and kiss and start something, but the romancing stage is actually really nice too, and I think she likes that as well.

Nina and I had lunch last week, and we've talked a lot online. She's having some pretty big issues with her BF who will NOT have sex with her. It's starting to really affect her well-being, and she's starting to be out of solutions. They're seeing a sex therapist together, and she will start seeing a shrink in a couple weeks, but she's unhappy at work, in her non-existent sex life, and is generally just bored with her life. SHe loves her BF, she doesn't want to leave him, but things can't stay the way they are. She's tempted to go seek sex with her ex, something she has done once already and regretted, but which made her feel so good afterwards too. I've urged her not to do it again, and she knows she shouldn't, but I sense that she might. I really feel sad for her, she's such a great girl and she doesn't deserve to be unhappy and not feel desired. What a waste, she's one of the most sexually open minded girls that I know, and she has to fall for a guy who has some sort of phobia of sex (apparently his ex humiliated him or something). I wonder if I'll ever shag Nina. We've talked about sex so many times, she knows everything about my sex life, even the most embarrassing stuff, and I know everything about her too... so it would almost make sense to end up together, at least for one night... but it would run the risk of ruining the nice complicity going now. I love Nina, but I don't know if I could be in LOVE with her.

Looks like sex is London is much more likely than in the other City. Will keep you posted if anything happens ;) I've been checked out already by a couple chavs (yuk) a gay guys (double yuk).

Sunday, August 5, 2007

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.