Happy Birthday to me!
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Well, tomorrow anyway. I’ll be turning 32 tomorrow. On one hand, things are going pretty well. I just got a new couch for our living room, a microfiber/leather sectional with chaise. It’s exactly what I wanted. I will probably go get paint tomorrow; I want to redecorate the entire room.
My brand new 32″ LCD was delivered this morning and things are all set for all of my friends to get together this weekend and celebrate my birthday.
On the other hand though, some stuff isn’t going so well. Calls were AWESOME all month and then the past couple of days have been pretty rough. I haven’t been dating, but I’ve been TRYING and that’s not going very well either. I think I’ll just count my blessings and try to stay optimistic. Sound like a plan?
Btw, I made out with a girl a couple of weeks ago. Call me and I’ll tell you about it!
Spring has sprung…with a vengeance.
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I don’t need a calendar to tell me when spring arrives. All I need to do is step outside my front door at dusk.
Yes, listen to that little clip. It’s out of control. I actually have to wear ear plugs to sleep because the frogs are so loud at this time of year that I can’t sleep without them. Why are they so loud? Well, there’s a pond on my property. I have 2.5 acres and there’s a small pond in front of my house.
Last night, I actually had semi lucid sleep deprived thoughts of typing “frog genoicide” into Google to see what I came up with. I wondered whether there was some kind of substance I could put into the water that would just cause a mass murder of these. Yes, I know it’s mean, but people who are sleep deprived become desperate sometimes.
I know I haven’t been posting much in this blog. I had such high hopes for it, really. I had all these grand plans for this project and even though I have definitely been having some great calls, it hasn’t done what I’d hoped it would so far.
I should have known better…I know that guys want fantasy chicks for the most part, airheaded bimbos with huge tits who will tell them that all they think about is fucking and diamonds (not necessarily together). I still have hope though. Even though I’m getting a lot fewer calls than I’d hoped, the calls I am getting are of a quality that I have never experienced before.
Just that keeps me going and signing in.
In other news, I’m still working out a lot. I’ve settled into an acceptance that I’m going to be uncomfortable with soreness all the time. I’m not killing myself, but generally every day there is at least one muscle group that’s sore from a workout that happened within the last 48 hours. Today it’s my chest and back/sides. I guess that lat pull down machine actually does work.
I’m taking today off from working out though. I think if I did manage to drag myself there, I wouldn’t accomplish much. I’ve just got a general lack of energy today.
I think I’m gonna head to a local music shop today and buy a microphone stand so I can do some recordings. I’m fairly certain that I’ll get the best performance out of myself if I can lay down flat on my bed and close my eyes. A mic stand should help with that. What’s the first thing I’ll record? I think I will do one about how I fantasize about watching two men playing together.
That’s not only my personal favorite fantasy, but by far the most popular topic on my calls for this site.
Btw, if you have any ideas for pictures, let me know. I might try to accomplish a photo shoot this weekend.
Talk to you soon!
Twitter Updates for 2009-02-22
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- just got home from dinner, ready for a long night on the phones! #
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Twitter Updates for 2009-02-21
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- being lazy on my “free day” … not sure what I’m gonna do today yet! #
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Twitter Updates for 2009-02-20
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- watching “Zack and Miri Make a Porno” #
- jogged three miles in the sunshine, then had red snapper and polenta for lunch. yum! #
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Keepin’ it real.
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So here we go, this is the blog where I get to keep it real and actually talk about things that are going on in my life instead of jazzing/pornifying (is that even a word) things up so they fit into a phone sex chick’s blog. I haven’t been posting because honestly, not much has been going on that’s worth posting about.
I have been actively dating for the past week or so and it’s been pretty tragic. I went out to a casino and for dinner with one guy who was pretty quiet. It wasn’t bad. The conversation was ok and he paid for everything (bonus), but he was immediately insecure about how things went and then wasn’t aggressive enough when it came to pursuing me. Oh well, no big deal.
The second guy, I actually managed to go out with three times. Listen to this ridiculous chain of events. Date 1, he’s late. He doesn’t have a cell phone because he just moved blah blah so it got disconnected due to a stretch in his budget. He finally makes it to a pay phone an hour after we’re supposed to meet at a restaurant and I’m already almost home. He’s sorry, so I let him come over anyway. It was the plan for him to come out and play cards with my friends if we got along at dinner.
He gets there and right away, his dog tries to bite one of my friends. He swears up and down that the dog is usually sweet, but she’s running around my house, freaking out and barking and stuff. Then she comes back into the kitchen and poops in the middle of my kitchen floor. All the girls scream, everyone starts laughing even though it’s totally disgusting. The guy is so embarrassed and he takes the dog outside to his car.
He doesn’t stay very long after that, but the general consensus was that he was trying very hard to get everyone to like him…being funny and charming, etc. At one point, he was talking to a friend of mine so much, I suggested to both of them that maybe he’d prefer to date her. I guess maybe she thought so too because she asked about him twice the next day.
I got together with him again a few days later, a simple movie date during the daytime. We just watched a movie at my place and talked. We made out a little bit and immediately I noticed that we weren’t exactly compatible with our kissing styles. I prefer a more traditional open mouth/close mouth approach using a little bit of tongue every few kisses and he was going back and forth between sucking on my upper and lower lips. I had no idea what to do with that.
So date three, the day before Valentine’s Day. He had to work on the actual holiday, so he wanted to take me out to dinner the day before. I was fine with that. We talked on the phone regularly and that day, he emailed me and said he would head out “about 2″, which would have put him at my place around 3, factoring in Friday traffic.
At 5, he finally calls. He’s sorry, he’s on his way, blah blah. At this point, I’m totally over this guy, but my ex texted my sister that day and I knew that if I stayed home, I might do something stupid and contact him…so I told the guy to come down anyway. We had reservations at my favorite restaurant and at least I’d get to eat the food I like.
Dinner’s fine. I rode in his car for the first time. He’s not a fan of the speed limit, I notice immediately. And no, he wasn’t driving too fast…too SLOW! It was driving me nuts! His car didn’t seem to function the way it should either. He took his hand off the steering wheel for a second to grab my leg and we almost veered off into a ditch. When we get back to my place, he starts talking about how tired he is. Now, this is after he asked me during dinner how long I could hang out.
We started making out during the movie and DAMN. No good. Totally different styles. It was weird again. We gave it the ol’ college try though and it got a bit hotter this time. He was grinding all over me, breathing heavy. I actually said to him at one point, “Calm down, tiger.” Then he randomly says he has to go let his dog out cause she’s been locked up all day and leaves less than an hour into the movie. I still wasn’t convinced, but I thought maybe there could be something there worth salvaging.
At least I did until he called me last night at 10:30, obviously drunk off his ass and talking shit about how we weren’t good at kissing each other. It started like that anyway, then quickly degenerated into some bullshit about how my lip piercing got in the way and my mouth was too big for his? Too funny. I wasn’t even saying anything negative necessarily, I just let him dig himself into a hole. The end of the conversation was that I didn’t want him to call me anymore.
That makes only two men that I’ve really felt were a disaster in the make out arena in my whole life. I certainly don’t think this makes me a bad kisser at all. I guess some people just don’t mesh that way. I had never even once experienced this until just last year, with another guy who had a similar “suck, suck” type of method. When a guy is doing that to you, it’s just weird. There’s nothing for me to do but sit there and get sucked on. There’s no interaction.
It’s ok though, even though I had that twilight zone phone call later in the night, I had an amazing call on Niteflirt with a guy who might possibly be in danger of me stalking him if he were anywhere near me. Ok, I’m totally kidding, I’m really not a stalker, but I haven’t even seen a picture of this guy and I’d go out with him in a heartbeat. He’s tall, funny, bi curious, has a kid and get this, he’s single and works with finances. That last part was a joke, that doesn’t really turn me on, but it’s funny to say.
He’s generous too and I love talking to him. Hopefully he sees this and starts calling me every day so I don’t have to go psycho on him and start crying. Again, just kidding, it’s a bit of an inside joke.
I’ve been home all day today. I opted to work out at home and I’m about to take a quick shower and maybe go rent a movie to watch later with the kids. There’s no school for them tomorrow.
Ok, I think this post has been sufficiently random. Call me up and let’s see what kind of trouble we can get into.
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