Illness is so not a good look on me. I don't like to deny myself anything, especially something my body really likes and enjoys. Right now, that something is sex. I miss sex. Preferably with another human being, but even alone is pretty damn good. Unfortunately, my body goes into something like a deep coma anytime anything even remotely approaching an orgasm is achieved. Oh yeah, BTW - this may be a TMI post. Welcome to the blog!
Anyhow, I want to get back into that whole dating scene, but I don't know if I'm ready. The thought of going out at night with a man after work makes me ill. Hell, the thought of going out with my FRIENDS after work makes me ill. I am so tired right now I can barely see straight. This was my first day back at work where I actually spent close to 8 hours - I had a fuckton of meetings and did a bunch of work. I want to die. So of course, because I'm a terrible person and hate myself, I'm pursuing like 6 leads (yes, I view men as leads until they prove themselves to be worth more than that) and I may have two dates coming up. What is my life?! I need to slow my roll before I become one of those Sex Put Me in the ER stories. Although, not gonna lie - being on that show would probably be the highlight of my life. I love me some drama.
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