I am one!

Red Ribbon

I really shouldn't have to tell you what a Red Ribbon means.

Lapsus

It is better not to confuse a room mate with a mating room.

Naughty

That's how I feel. And naucious too but I don't think the feelings are related. And I don't neccesarily mean anything in the bedroom area when I say 'naughty' but I would not express this so strongly as to say that any willing man might not be stripped of his clothes rather quickly should aforementioned willing man find himself in my most immediate vicinity.

Why am I telling you this?

No real reason, just making sure that the home town lover I (would like to) have, knows whom he will answer to when I make it back. And also because everybody seems to expect sex talk from me all of a sudden. Since when have I been the expert?

Watching Porn

I may as well admit that though I am no avid watcher, I've seen my share of on screen nudity in whatever form. I suppose this will not be a shock too many of my readers I dare to be bold enough that not all
viewings were entirely unpleasant or without effect, added bonus being that I may put any objections into words well-informed, detailed and original. And that's that.

Lustfull

Your Lust Quotient: 45%

You are definitely a lustful person, but you do a good job of hiding it. Your friends would be surprised to know that your secretly very wild!

How Much Lust Do You Have?

The Perfect Lover II

Or the other way around of course.*


*Click here.

The perfect lover

So true.

Steak, Guinness and Well-meant Advice

As often, yet not too often happens, I found myself in an Irish pub off late, in the company of two dear friends. Two tattooed dear friends I may say. A long long long bond (that of profound afficionado's of red and other meats) brought us together for the consumption of Guinness and Steak- and later also hot molten chocolate cake with whipped cream, but this is not the point.

Our main and pretty much only subject for the evening was sex. And whether or not I am in need of any. None in the company present could and hence dared deny it, however I have one objection as to what the focus of their these is. 

I have never ever wanted intercourse (is there any less appropriate term for what can and should be beautiful and passionate) with someone I didn't loved from the depths of my heart and the bottom of my soul. Having for once in eight years the opportunity to sleep with someone doesn't in my not so humble opinion, mean that I MUST sleep with the person* concerned.

Therefore I shall presume my bussiness with aforementioned human being as I always have, and between us there shall be no more talk of sex, casual or otherwise.

*Purposely vague

The Friend Zone

Should I be wont to believe everything people try to convince me off, I'd have a very very confused world image. Thus my scepsis at the concept of the much dreaded Friend Zone should not surprise any of you.

Apparently 'the Friend Zone' is the one place you don't want to be in. I do not concurr. Never in my vast and seemingly endless career of cultivated heartbreak-induced Weltschmerzen have I ever got stuck in the Friend Zone- untill now that is. In two rare cases the man I love(d) has become a friend of some sort once I got past months and months of agony but being 'just a friend' to the one I secretly and not so secretly desire is new.

Very new. And I really don't see what is so bad about it. I quite like it here. There isn't a lot of steamy hot sex around but then again, being a miserable, complaining, selfpitying wretch doesn't get you any either ;-).

2/5

Apparently, in every relationship there comes a point were you and your partner sit togeter and make a list of which celebrity you can sleep with, sould the opportunity come, without te other making a fuss/ fight.

I have now after three days of consideration 2 men I might consider. Enjoy!





And just for the record, I'm not talking about wat is considered the male part of Brangelina.

PAM PAM

Print and carry in your wallet at all times.

The Big Theory of Eating Meat

A dear and up until recently vegetarian friend of mine has this theory that one needs to either eat meat or have sex on a regular basis to avoid going completely Khazooboiiing (yes this is a word). Having had in recent months less and less opportunity to feast on dead animals, I think she might be right.

Boy am I frustrated.

Parallel Polygamy

Read the title of this post. Now carefully read it again. Don't ponder upon it, don't wonder how it came into the conversation this evening, don't - by now you should know this- be surprised that I think this word combo is so friggin' cool I just have to find a way to use it more and more often and above all don't ask for the original meaning. If I were to hear it for the first time I 'd think it to be a socio-anthropological term covering the being married to several persons at the same time but not making all the individuals part of the same marriage. For example A is married to B, C and D. B is married to A and X but not to C and D. Do leave questions and comments in the section below.

Dirty Mind

During the watching of my first Star Wars film ever, I exclaimed something in the like of "Is there something a droid cannot do?" Upon which came the reply " Making little droids." Ever since I've been having disturbing recurring dreams of R2's having sex. Do I qualify as a pervert now?

Quote #3

Sex is one of the most wholesome, beautiful and natural experiences that money can buy.

Steve Martin