How a man must feel sometimes

I think I’m beginning to understand how a bloke feels when his girl says no to sex because of that horrendous monthly affair known as the period. And it’s with sex like with everything else. When you know you can’t have it, you start craving it real bad. A is on the second week of his detox diet which also apparently means that sex should be kept to a minimum for the Zink level in your body to get a chance to rise de with your diet. I have read somewhere that the more Zink you have in your body, the better the sex is going to be. If that’s true, then I guess I can wait a little longer although I doubt that sex I already classify as perfect can’t get any better.

Apart from craving some love, I’ve had quite a busy week. It started off on Monday when I was going to eat dinner in the restaurant I work in for the very first time. TG, her man she calls Hunny muffin, MM, E, R, C (girl who works there and last but not least, sincerely yours, had a very good time. It was a Chinese theme to that particular evening. The food was nice, but was more like Chinese food with a western inspiration. We drank quite a bit of Rose wine, but I only got happily tipsy, as did everyone else. Tuesday, I was working, but had the Chinese left overs for staff dinner. Yesterday, A and I went to Argos to get me a TV and a DVD player. I don’t really watch TV all that much, but I think that’s partly because I haven’t had my own and I sometimes wish I could watch a particular documentary or programme everyone else is going on about. In the evening, I went to celebrate HB’s birthday. I haven’t seen him in ages and it was so good to see both him and all the others again. HB was there with Miss C, his girlfriend, HMF with her new man, Baby G and her boyfriend and some other people I know, but not all that well including this huge big Aussie who entertained us with “When I was in prison in Bangkok” and other Asian adventures. That would actually make a good book title, “When I was in prison in Bangkok and other Asian adventures.” We went to a restaurant on a boat which was a Thai restaurant. I was not pleased having food from that part of the world for a third day in a row. I can cope with any kind of food now, just not Chinese or Thai!

Ant came over today to take some more photos. As usual when he’s been around, we ended up chatting and drinking tea. I also received my new Eddirol r-09 recorder and he helped me sort it out. He’d brought some pastries and white chocolate which I thought was really sweet and he told me TG had told me all about my love life before we started taking the photos together. That girl’s really sad! Why can’t she just mind her own business? It didn’t shock me that she’d told him though but I am a little upset about it. God know how many others she’s told! I’m gradually cutting her out of my life now. I can be friends with her, but will never confide in her again.

Gonna spend the rest of the evening to myself I think with a Sara Paretsky book. I’ve started reading her entire V.V. Warshawski series now. She’s a little bit like Sue Grafton, only much better in my opinion. V.I. is just similar to me in so many ways.

Now I know where I stand with A. As he put it the other day, I’m his close friend, his lover and a little bit more. Still I sometimes feel awkward and don’t always know when he’s joking. Like yesterday, my phone was ringing and I didn’t know the number. I checked it quickly, but when I was gonna answer, I somehow pressed the wrong key. He joked about, or at least I think so, that I was hiding something for him and I let him see my log and called the person back. It was a close friend I knew from Edinburgh, a girl so it was fine. It’s just that I feel I have to justify any contact I have with mail individuals. Maybe it’s just a passing stage and that either he will learn to trust me, I will learn to know when he’s joking, or both. I think I’ll have to learn to trust him as well.

How does it work?

When I started writing this blog back in November of last year, I didn’t have the decency to actually introduce myself and the reason why I wrote the blog like so many other bloggers seem to do. At the time, it didn’t even cross my mind. I didn’t read a lot of other blogs and I just used the writing as a healthy way to let my feelings out. I still use the writing for that reason I guess. However, I’ve been looking at a few blogs lately and I’m wondering how some blogs which are really badly written and has no good pictures to make up for it can get 61 comments a day. A post I found on a blog I won’t reveal the name of for example went something along the lines of: “Just arrived in this wonderful city I have returned to year after year since my mother took me there for my 17th birthday. Tears of happiness were streaming down my face as I saw all the familiar buildings that I had come to love and know so well from the cab window”. As I said, this was just a paraphrasing and not really what the blogger said. Anyway, that post had a ridiculous amount of comments like 40 or something. The rest of the blog is the same. Some posts are well written, but a lot of them are short and boring, yet they receive so many comments! How come? Is my question.

I guess what I’m really trying to say is: How can my blog get noticed and how can I get people to leave more comments? It’s not that I want to be famous, appear on talkshows and publish a book based on my blog, well, it would be fun, but it’s more the fact that I would get a boost from it as a writer. And there’s enough boring material here. The post entitled Improvement for instance where the sentences don’t make sense simply because of the state of mind I was in when I wrote it and many many more.

I would also like to read blogs in my category. The only once I know so far are High maintenance femme and Little nobes, simply about anything and everything. Please readers, if your blogs are in my category, whether you’re a man, a woman, single or happily married I wanna read your blog if it contains a little bit of everything from what you bought at the supermarket to your sexual preferences. It doesn’t really even need to contain sex. I find I’m bored of sex blogs although I have a few I know I will keep reading faithfully.

sex bloggers

After having read a few sexy blogs review on a blog I shall link here, I have to take back one thing I said about sex bloggers last night. That you need to be able to have casual sex. I don’t think this is the case after having seen some sex blogs dedicated to couples, so for you sex bloggers out there, I apologize.