olericulturist

I'm just going to write this to get it off my chest.
But I've been fantasizing about this guy at work lately.
Do humans go into heat like animals do? And I don't just mean being aroused. I mean like... craving sexual attention or attraction or whatever for a specific duration of time?
Whatever-- the point is, I've been lusting over a co-worker all week.
And despite his typical manly 'charms' (he smokes, chews tobacco, recklessly spits out sunflower seeds, and is often vocal about his digestive complications, i.e. "Man, I gotta shit real bad."), there's something about him that keeps him as my focus throughout the night.
My eyes tracing the subtle curvature of his forearms and his pronounced chest beneath his shirt.
My mind becomes cloudy with steam, tinkering with thoughts of our bodies colliding over and over again, doing their darnedest to become one (I'm sure my glasses fog up too).
My ears crave the sound of his grunting, his panting, maybe a moan of pleasure or just a simple "Fuck!"
And my skin just wants to be against his, thirsty for his sweat and desperate for the tiny ridges of his fingers.

I could attribute all this tension to not getting laid in the past five and a half, almost six months (minus a blow job or two but those don't really count to moi).

But man...

tetrabranchiate

Thanks for the reminder.

I have to keep reminding myself that dating websites don't represent 100% of the available men in your specific area.
So there probably is a cute, undiscovered and compatible guy out there.
We just have to find each other.
From my phone:
"I'm fascinated by peoples' fascination when they realize how talkative I'm not. A lot of times, you hear of people complaining that a person talks too much. So when a person doesn't, it's an oddity.
And it's not even like I'm some stoic mute; I just choose not to ramble endlessly about pointless shit that no one cares about.

(Then again, that's what this blog is all about, huh?)"

kayo

For a while, I had a few mini entries typed up on my phone. I saved them with the intention of posting them here.
They were merely inane observations I thought up while watching the sun rise.
To be honest, I thought they were pretty nice.

Notice the past tense.

I lost 'em.

I recently loaded a new OS on my phone which, in turn, wiped everything (i.e. contacts, settings, Office Mobile blog entries, etc). So I'm back to the choppin' block.

I went running this morning on this bridge near my apartment. Sun was on its way up as I gasped for air. Lately, sunrises have mesmerized me... nay, inspired me.

Hard to say why though.