Tired, worked up, can't sleep....trouble brewing  

rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
2036 posts
4/17/2006 4:04 am

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Tired, worked up, can't sleep....trouble brewing


I have never gone this long of a dry spell, at least since I hit puberty. I think the little unused sperm are plotting some sort of revolt. They must be tired of suicide bombing onto paper towels and tissue.

Can't seem to get to sleep tonight, another holiday gone by without the fun of fighting over which family gets our company. Odd that I would miss that, but what can I say? Part of being a couple, the balancing act. My sister has gone about it in a completely independent way. She and her husband just don't see either set of parents. They say "Screw you guys. We're staying home". Sucks I don't get to see my nieces and nephew that often, would have been fun to watch the whole Easter Egg hunt. Easter Eggs... what bunny laid THOSE? If I ever saw a bunny big enough to lay those eggs, I wouldn't just have a holiday for it, I'd lay some human sacrifices down at its paws to appease it.

I have to completely quit smoking by Wednesday. I'm having Invisalign done, and smoke would stain the hell out of them. Should only have to wear them about 6 to 9 months, but I might as well not start back up. My teeth aren't bad, but my brother-in-law's a dentist, and will do it pretty cheap, so why not have perfect teeth? He offered to do it, good guy that he is. I actually wonder sometimes how the hell he puts up with my sister. Honestly, there are times when I wish I was related to him and NOT my sister. lol... not because he's a dentist. Cool guy, when I was working days we put a softball team together with his clients. It was great when I was playing short, the ball took a bad bounce and popped me right in the mouth. Had a dentist on hand to check my teeth before I went to the Emergency Room to get stitched up. My lip was split open so bad it took 3 stitches on the outside and 2 inside. Looked just like a grapefruit. Should I mention it was a practice on a Sunday morning and I was hungover? And he had hit the ball? It's not like he's an old fart, so don't go thinking it was a weakass grounder. He can hit the ball over the 300 foot, 10 foot high fence. And that ain't easy in slow pitch. He's only a year or 2 older than me, and my sister's about 7 years older. Good guy, he is.

He does have a damn fine woman working for him. He's got this gorgeous assistant who I keep flirting with, but she is attached, of course. She flirts back, with great results. When I went in to get my wisdom teeth pulled (so my teeth would have a little extra room for Invisalign. See, I already paid the price for it, though it only took him 45 minutes because it was a cosmetic thing) I was put completely under. I remember waking up to her hands on my chest pulling off the monitoring pads. To this day I wish I remember what I said to her right then, but it made her blush. And she's Arabic. Didn't think you could see a blush on that dark of skin, but I did. She won't tell me what it was either. She's not a prude (she has made some comments that would make ME blush, and figuratively hide my erection), but knows how to play the game, dammit. One of these appointments I'll catch her single and ready. That is if I am still single and ready.

I stopped in to check out the chat room here a little while ago. Ummm... I probably should have just stayed in there if I want to go to sleep. Buncha guys, couple of women, all cliquish, wouldn't even acknowledge my greeting I typed as I walked in. Almost made me feel like that quiet kid in the front of the class who raises his hand every once in a while but never gets called on.

Hey, yet another way on this site to feel frustrated. Maybe someday I'll just sit down, write messages to every woman that's on at that time, enter the chatroom and start spouting nonsense like you see here, break out the webcam and start dancing naked (and I dance like a white boy. Not a Justin Timberlake white boy, a Rodney Dangerfield white boy). Any bets on whether I get more responses or I get more ban/deletions?

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!


rm_PurryKitty2 48M/49F
9753 posts
4/17/2006 5:27 am

Have your sister invite everyone to her house!

Sail and I are at the point we are not going anywhere on the holidays because of family feuds on who goes where and we decided for now on, ALL THE HOLIDAYS are at our house so perhaps you want to suggest that to your sister.

I would like to see the naked webcam dancing

Purry {=}

Purry


bluegirl39 49F

4/17/2006 5:41 am

Hiya, enjoyed reading your blog...by the way I miss the couple thing as well, but have to make due with just me and the kids. In regards to the chat room..it happens (nobody talking to you). but boy when I turn on the web cam...boom men all over the place paging me lol...but I don't dance naked ha ha...best of luck...


rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
3204 posts
4/18/2006 2:57 am

Impressive. 3 ladies posting replies. Either I'm doing something right or y'all view me as harmless. Does that mean I'm becoming the guy friend that gets to listen and never gets laid? =(

Purry, I see you are quite the blogger. I took a glance at your profile, and would have spent more time there, but am intimidated by your legion of followers. lol. Forget the bunny, maybe you should get the sacrifices. Send some of those female followers my way and I'll do the naked dance on the cam. (Does putting in writing still count as legal if I cross body parts while writing it?)

Bluegirl, come on. You're an attractive woman, hell, woman perioid (still attractive). I doubt you'd have time to even put on music to dance to before you were slobbered on by my fellow males. I can't believe I'm gonna say this... lol... almost makes me wish I was a woman so I could get some attention. Nah, my little general has been doing a good job keeping my Al Qaeda spermabombers from wreaking too much havoc.

Excuse me, as Betty said, kumikazes. I think I have met my superior in punnery. That is quite possibly the funniest thing posted on this blog.

I guess if I left a tie on, I could do the whole Rodney Dangerfield thing. At least that'd keep my hands busy, instead of flailing away while I'm dancing. Then again, if there were a bunch of women watching, the hands would probably be busy enough.

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!


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