"Sex Goddess..."

Yeah, so I had a good night. Nothing like being called a "Sex Goddess" and a "Porn Queen" within the same 5 minutes to make a girl feel special. 'Sept maybe the groaning. The passion. The gripping. The swearing. The cuddling. Bad wine. Kill Bill...

Ok, so I have strange taste. If you didn't know that already, you haven't been reading this site long enough. Go back to the beginning and start again.

Lucy Lu is hot.

STOP IT!

Yeah. Ok, last night was definatly great, for a lot of reasons aside from the ten minute span this afternoon where I had no sensation in my hands...

I was at Tony's overnight (obviously... he's the only man I I ever slept with that I respect enough to continue sleeping with anymore) and we played video games, which was teh awsome. I can't remember the name of the game we were playing, except that it was basically D&D in video form with aswome graphics. I can't decide if I should be more of a gamer chick or not. I mean, I'm sure my friends would appreciate it: Anytime they get into a conversation about the latest in basement-dwelling-geek technology, my eyes glaze over and I space out for about 20 minutes. But, then again, I don't know if that's the kinda person I want to attract. I guess I'd rather be a classic gamer, which I sort of am. Except I've never beaten Mario 1, 2, or 3. But I am a Tetris queen. Level 12, baby!

Moving on...

After the video game became a strip video game, which lead to round 1, Tony commented that I seemed less inhibited. Free-er, almost. He knew something was very different, and he liked it. That was when I told him why. I actually, for the first time, sat down with someone and explained everything about me, without dulling it down, sugar coating it or making it seem like less than it is. It felt really, really good. Especially since I didn't feel ashamed afterwords. I had been pick-free for over a week before Friday night (which was a bad night on a few counts), and I really think that things are coming together. And the fact that he didn't shy away or hold back after was really comforting. We actually spent the rest of the night on the fold-out watching episodes of Coupling (the BBC version, which is friggin hilarious!), and then he fell asleep as I watched Kill Bill (which is just plain rockin). (See also, Lucy Lu is hot.)

When we finally woke up today, I helped him unpack (he just got back from seeing his folks in Nova Scotia), helped him clean up a bit (he definatly needs help in that area), and we talked. Real breakfast conversation. I don't think we've ever done that before. I don't think that conversation is a lost *art* persey, more of a lost luxury. Or even a courtasy. I think we do too much of it over MSN and over web forums (such as Xforums) and not enough in person. Not that I'm knocking intelligent forum debate or l33t banter, lol, but I think there's a lot to be said for sitting with a man over a bowl of cereal and discussing the Philosophies of Love and Sex (the course, and the social and cultural contexts of what his son will be going through in the next 5-10 years).

So, now, here I am at home, after a deliscious round 2, a long chat with my Meaghan about her dad's boyfriend and multi-partner lifestyles, and a few slices of pizza. I don't know why, but good sex makes me hungry. That may be something to work on. I can see the weight creeping back on, and I don't like it. In fact, the goal was to lost 5 more, not to carelessly put them back on. And, with the exception of this morning, I've found that I'm really not drinking enough water. At all. I mean, the reccomended is 6-8 8oz glasses a day. I highly doubt I"m getting that. Actually, come to think of it, I have no idea how much I'm getting. But, to counter the caffeine, the occasional casual toxin I put into my system, the pills, the ring, and the sweat that all seem to be part of my daily life (or, in the instance of coffee, soon will be), I don't think I'm getting near-to enough to counter all that. PLUS, I'm trying to increase my flexability by stretching, as I've said, and I'm not sure I"m hydrating my muscles enough to be able to do anything other than limber them. And, really, the body is, what, 80%+ water, right? I figure, in the process of re-hydrating myself and still trying to become more active in my day to day life, flush out excess fat and still have energy to process though... I should really be drinking more than water, shouldn't I? But gaterade's expensive...

Wow, I really hope my parent's don't actually read this...

Now I'm off to read. I need to read more. Like, seriously. My classes start back in just over a week, and I've only read three of the, what, 15 books that in need to read for ONE class? Waiting till the paper's due is going to be suicide, especially if I get a job, plus start helping Carley, plus trying to keep up with the house work, SOS, D&D, Magic, and a social life...

*spoink*

Yeah. Read Now=good. Talk later.