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| "It was a mid-world between crime and art." -Norman Mailer talking about Deep Throat and porn. And so I sit here after a complete day of doing nothing. Well, technically that is not true since I did go out a bit here and there that found me fawning over that "Calvin & Hobbes" book that weighs 23 pounds. The lady working at Waldenbooks seemed to have the same love of the book as I so I stood there talking a bit about how I first came about the comic strip. Yes, I started with the very first one all thanks to my daily reading of the newspaper at such a young age. Calvin: "Dad, I caught a tiger!" You know what's pretty neat-o? The publisher sent all the bookstores carrying this book a large stand-in to present a taste of the book. You'll find Book 2 lodged open and awaiting a quick scan by you while underneath is the set weighing 23 pounds. At $150, it's worth every penny and the fact that most bookstores are offering it at a 20% discount is nice. Go for it! Emerse yourself in the life of Calvin on a cold day this Fall. Who else is incredibly sexual in the afternoons? Good gawd, I was laying there trying to nap and my cock was slowly swelling up when thoughts of eating out Sara started running through my head. There's something about having a lover as into sex as you are since it makes the whole attraction weirdly stronger. So, can we call me a complete afternoon fucker or something? Trying to get a short nap in order to heal my hamstrings is nearly impossible with a full cock raging to be relieved by Sara's mouth. Other times, I'll think about how she likes to have me lay there while my pants are all the way down to my ankles as she plays with my cock. I'm guessing all the kisses it receives shows you how sexual we are. Now, that brings me to a topic on Diaryland soon. Just have to wait til I'm feeling that inspiration to let out my sexual side once again. You know me for I hold nothing back due to my very strong sexual upbringing. Most guys don't share their most intimate thoughts on sex but I do, all triple X ratedly good. It all goes back to how I feel about the human body, really. Due to my inner heart issue, I am required to work out forever and ever. While some view it as just fun, and I certainly agree that a pump is a great feeling, it's also a complete challenge within myself to test how far I can take it. Take the movie I was just watching, Amityville Horror (2005). It's got Ryan Reynolds with an amazing body due to his working out for Blade: Trinity. Not an ounce of fat is on him as he breaks wood with an axe or pursues ghosts half-naked into the boathouse. Girls, you have got to see what this man did to himself. That's what I want and pursue, the body I can admire. As much as I love the challenge, I also love to have a lover look at me, my completely naked self as toned as can be. All 6 abs, toned chest and shoulders with large thick biceps is what I want. I'm certainly not scared of being naked and find it amusing to see the scars Sara places on me. I'm permanently damaged from the shaving incident since that lower back mark is here to stay. I don't know what I am trying to say in words you can understand. It's just that I believe the human body to be a temple to work with, challenges and all while feeding the head. Why people think that the mind is all that matters weirds me out because I just cannot spend my time in bed with a woman that does not work out. No way. Skin is an attraction just as the mind is. While I'd like to point out that my twisted knee is now fine along with my sore hamstrings being manageable, the rest of the day was spent shoveling dogshit and resting. As usual, I woke up at 8:30am with no issues of my body crying out for more. 4 days with Crotch Rot and that asskissing manager can make the week feel so long, long and painful. Into the Blue. What can be said about this movie? Well, it's a pretty dumb flick from the first 20 minutes but you've got to see the underwater scenes! Good gravy, the water is as gorgeous as seeing Jessica Alba's bikini ride up her ass. Sharks and stingrays abound while the sand is so pristine and needing footprints. I'm so getting this flick when it comes out on DVD. As much as I'd hate to live so close to the ocean, Into the Blue makes it hard to say that. Living with a toned body and spending days/nights swimming in the ocean has a heavy appeal to it. They say that 70-year-olds in Hawaii look like they're in their 20's. Freaky. I just don't want to age but hurricanes freak me out. So, there you have it. My day of rest and now healed has me in a better mood. Even if I know I have to deal with that other manager at work, it's just work. You leave your problems there once you step out the door. It's just that I do not take being put down or bullied by anyone and that includes managers. Strange how the store's main managers, Doug and L, love me while the lower ones, Crotch Rot and V, do not. Power corrupts the most idiotic. Topic anyone? We'll do a big discussion on what I've learned about women and sex. It's not exactly what you think but we'll see. G'night. 0 Got Balls? |
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