I’ve noticed the longer it is since I’ve had sex, the more random women in the street look attractive. To the point where after a couple of weeks and no sex, I’m checking out of the corner of my eye what I’d usually not even bother looking at at all.

I’m pretty sure I’d fuck anything in a sexy pair of stilettos and nylons. That is my weakness.

She sometimes dresses up for me, which is awesome. Especially when she’s drunk… Red fish net stockings and red stilettos. Mmm.

Quite worryingly, since I last shaved I’ve got a couple of bumps. Hopefully they’re just from shaving but could be infected with something, eurgh. Think I’m gonna have to get checked out and see if I’ve somehow caught something. That’ll be great fun..

Still, on the other hand, she hasn’t mentioned anything and she’s bought some snazzy new condoms and we’ve got a hotel booked for the weekend. Brilliant.

She dressed up for my birthday… My jaw hit the floor. Black lingerie, suspenders, tights and sexy heels. Absolutely stunning.

The weather here is hotting up for the summer.. Thus, sex is getting even hotter and stickier and sweatier than usual.. Gross, but kinda sexy at the same time.

I can’t remember the last time I had sex in the morning.. It was definitely good though.

I think I might have done something wrong. Apparently, I didn’t have a good enough excuse not to have sex that night. Well it was Valentine’s… I was having a great night, we watched a film and I cooked some dinner. Not bad for me.. She had her hot white underwear on but I didn’t bite so we just didn’t have sex and that offended her.

A recent conversation in IRC:

[someone]
[someone] LE CRYSTAL MAZE THEME
[someone] ooh, wrong channel
[me] legendary programme though
[me] watched an episode yesterday
[me] kinda prefer fort boyard though
[me] if only cos of melinda messengers tits…
[me] O_o
[someone] they were impressive

I’m currently 5 days into giving up smoking for the first time since I properly started. I always said I was very confident I could give it up if I wanted to and now that I’ve tried it, it’s fine. I’m pretty sure I could carry this on and I will do, at least for a month. I shall update here if anything changes…

Also, hung out with my ex this evening and neglected to tell my current girlfriend she was there… Is that bad? She seems to think it is. That by “not” telling her I’m somehow lying by with-holding information - she didn’t actually ask who was there though so I’m not feeling bad about it. I just don’t want her knowing and thus perhaps worrying. I would tell her if she asked.

Well I’ve not had to use this blog in a while, which is definitely a good thing. I’ve not logged in in so long that I actually forgot the username and password. Good thing I remembered though…

So… I have a couple of things to post tonight and remember, these are things which don’t belong on my other blog - things which concern those who read my other blog specifically.

The first is a really odd dream I had last night… or perhaps this morning. One of those dreams where you remember every little detail. So here’s what I remember from it;

I was at University and a frankly average looking girl started coming on to me and I let her. We slept together and were walking through the University the next day and we passed my girlfriend on the path.. She gave me the worst look I’ve ever seen. She was with a couple of her flatmates and they were all dressed up for going out and she looked absolutely stunning, she’d done something different with her hair and curled it a bit instead of straightening it and she was wearing heels and a gorgeous dark blue dress…

See what I mean about even the smallest details? I can’t help thinking what if that dream came true… But it can’t. I’d never ever cheat on her. I honestly couldn’t go through with it, but the fact that I dreamt I did …? Does that change anything?

Anyway, back to reality and the other reason to write this post. And I’m definitely not saying I don’t trust her because I do.

She went out tonight and I didn’t. When she got home at 2 in the morning she phoned me and told me about guys coming onto her all night and how when her friend when to the toilet she was surrounded by guys and all this stuff that it’s really not good to tell your boyfriend when he’s 200 miles away and sulking at home on his own.

Happy New Year.

Yeah, we’re officially together Which is great.. But it sucks that I’m currently hundreds of miles away.. Missing her so much. Can’t stop thinking about her ( naked on my bed.)