Wow had a day yesterday visiting people and such. It was spk's mom's bday so we went and hung out with her for a while in her retirement home. I did pretty well except when I got tired but we left soon after that.
Went and saw his old housemate too because we were in the area. Had a nice chat with him and a friend but had to leave because the car has a flat going on yet again. I was horny most of the day so I wanted to go somewhere like Toledo (cock mood recently) and find some guys. He did too but, he's right, we have to worry about the car.
So we went home and ran around online for a long time and I got totally frustrated with how the swinging world is going. No matter where I go it's the same too and I am almost at the point of just giving up and be celibate to live in my apt and do my schoolwork. hell, did eunichhood before, right?
That would suck. totally suck.
Been horny most of the weekend though and I still am. Spk fucked me good last night though despite my frustrations and I came twice before we decided to break. I think he wanted to keep going, he was still rock hard, but I was getting into that cozy tired space where I have to get really turned on to fuck again because sleep just feels so nice. He was worn out from the high amount of sex this weekend so we chilled out and attempted to go to sleep.
I couldn't sleep and I have been having weird dreams and visions when I do. (damn accurate metrotimes and BTL horoscopes) So I somehow fell asleep last night in good time I thought when my animal brain hears a loud BANG! of something falling and I am up and screaming.
yup those 5am terror screams were from my apt.
Spk wakes up and tries to calm me down quickly (nurturer) and all I can think of is THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE! THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE KITCHEN! RAPE! MURDER! DEATH! (high amounts of paranoia bourne of years of fear of loud noises and general whoring)
So he gets up and goes into the kitchen and I follow him once I realize that the noise was of something falling. I pass the hall and notice that the Monet in the foyer has fallen. I stick it back up and don't tell him for a few minutes.
After I tell him, we start back to bed and the Monet falls again! I scream, shorter and less loud because I know what it is but my instincts are to scream at the loud noise, and he walks into the hall and explains that the Monet keeps falling and has broken its glass because the carboard underneath it warped and pulled it off of its nails.
so the monet is now no longer with us.
In its stead, which has worked out wonderfully, the bulliten board now hangs. Thus the space for the Bowen will be above the bed in a few weeks.
God that will rock.
In other news, I actually made my audition yesterday for Prostitute, Pornstar and a virgin play. I did some emotions for them (which I always blow at) and then did a monologue they gave me and I think it was the whore one. It was some good writing, I must say. I think they liked that and I am pretty sure they liked my slutty seductive emotion. I told them that I was fine working topless on stage when they asked me and because my intro was about the Bowen I think they might see me as naturally slutty and openminded enough to work with them. I am not getting my hopes up though because I am now in the space of second guessing so I will just see...if I don't make it I will try and form SexEx sometime soon.
Oh please use the tagboard to ask questions and raise issues...I enjoyed the last discussion with all!
hmmm no more news for today. If you are a couple looking for a couple though please speak up. and if ANYONE knows of a good sex personals site that actually works speak up too.
Oh and someone got to my from punking sex searching...