There's a woman I love, with all my heart. She's the dearest thing to me, and lovely in every way imaginable. She's physically attractive, and mentally attractive. She gets me in every way possible and I am just flabergasted at how well we fit together. She gets me in a way that no other human being ever has before. I Love her with all my heart. I don't know how much I can't say about this most beautiful Lady. She's the northern star that guides me home. She's the woman of my drea...
Been married for almost 10 years with beautiful kids, and have been asking the question over and over again : do I really love my wife ? and what is love ? the answer and truth is : I don't know. I don't know what is love and how to love. Am tired of this question and have no answer to it. But deep in my heart, I know, to my wife is more of responsibilities, and to provide the kids a "complete family". Even during making love and having sex, have to imagine and visualise, "she" i...
Opening scene: Wife sitting in the living room watching her favorite program, trying to relax before diving into the days housework (that or being lazy!LOL) ahem ~ ~ Husband enters, joins wife on sofa, sitting very close to her, wrapping her in his arms and totally being an octopus. Husband: “Hmmmm….” while nuzzling wife’s neck. Wife: “Hey, I’m just watching this before I busy.” Husband: “Well, the kids are still sleeping….”. This wile nuzzling and feeling up wife,...
You're gone again. Just for a few days this time, but it's given me a taste of what it's going to be like the next time you deploy. I don't like it when you're gone. I wander the house listlessly, looking for something to grab and keep my attention so I can take my mind off you for a few seconds. It never works, I can never find anything that occupies me for long enough. My attention always wanders and before I know it I'm deep into daydreams and thoughts of you...
Me: Sex: four Love: three (at the time of the fourth one I would have said love, now I think it was just....just...oh, I don't know...stupid kid's...I mean teen stuff) I know this one's kind of personal, but hey, it's my blog and I get to ask the questions. It's up to you if you want to answer.
Read The Game if you want to know what's been dominating my thoughts for the last few weeks.
The other day I was watching one of my favourite comedian/actor, Bill Bellamy on Comedy Central. He had a one-man show, "Back to my Roots". If you guys didn't see that show, keep an eye out for a rerun because he is hilarious! I laughed so hard I cried at some of the stuff he talked about. His humor is pretty refreshing because he speaks of life experiences, like some of the others do, but his style is so refreshing! Part of his routine was about sex - don't they always include tha...
I was watching television this weekend and a movie that I like a lot was shown on HBO. I don’t know the name of it, but it has two likeable stars who I thought gave good chemistry in the movie, which was a romantic comedy. I really enjoy watching those movies about romance, and I love reading romantic novels (ever since I was a teen). I know they are considered trashy and nonsense to some people but to me they have always been great reading. It’s the adventure of the heroine and wha...
Everything I want to tell you, I can't tell you. Close in the dark bottle forever. Set me free please, regardless of the danger, regardless of catastrophy. I'm taking all those pils I can find in my empty house, to get rid of this pain. I'm eating, I'm reading, I'm watching, I'm listening, I'm talking, I'm drinking, day in and day out. Nothing changes. Still every night I go behind my house. I go behind my house and spend there few houres. Go behind my house wanting to kill myself. Not ser...
I have to give a little background here. Roomie and I have teased Wookie in the past about this little "shrine" he has to his exgirlfriend that he is *still* desperately in love with, despite what may be the second worst relationship I have ever seen. It was just that horrible. However, he's still madly in love with her and has a couple of pictures up on a bookshelf in his living room. There's a candle beside it, so Roomie and I have named the Whore Shrine... cause that's what we call his ex....
SuspeckTed knocks away the shards of glass and debris from the "break in case of emergency blog topic" case and grabs can of worms and quickly rips open the top and out comes his latest discussion topic: Heterosexual relationships and homosexual cheating. I may have posed this question before I've always found it interesting to ponder hypotheticals on cheating in relationships. I will begin with a disclaimer that I myself have never cheated on anyone I've been in a committed relationshi...
Okay, I'm trying this again. This is going to be the second half of the article I wrote last night. Link Hey, what do you suppose Googe's PageRank algorithm makes of links that have "link" as their text? Does it make the linked page more relevant to the word "link," or do you think links like that are common enough that they figure it doesn't mean anything? My head's a little clearer tonight then it was last night, I think. It's hard to explain something when you're getting all e...
Remember that blog entry I wrote from my bed with my laptop because I was sick of sitting in front of the computer? My mom remembered that article too, and she got me a wireless keyboard and mouse for Christmas. So now I'm sitting in bed watching TV and also typing. I can't actually read what I'm typing, but it's okay; I can touchtype. Thanks, Mom. Sad news on the TV today. This is going to be one of those entries where I just write whatever comes into my mind. A couple of local col...
I'm in love with someone I haven't even met yet.... I love them with all my heart. I ache to be with them. They ache to be with me. Why? When you meet someone for the first time, there are many thoughts rushing through your head. We usually make up our minds about people within seconds, Judging on the clothes they are wearing, how they carry themselves, their social status. All kinds of judgements run through our heads in them initial few seconds. Now talking specifically l...
I walked into the darkened room, a casket lies in the middle of the room. The casket contains a symbol of how my disease is killing me. I was filled with rage and hopelessness, I yearned for death daily. I had felt nothing but despair for years and was to much a coward to kill myself. The woman sitting next to me was grey in color, her eyes filled with broken blood vessels, her nose running. Pain emanated from her like the screech of a subway car cornering, loud and painful to fe...