Even I get burned out...

I had to take a break from AFF. Since I moved into my new place, I don't have time to keep up with the insane influx of messages. I have a real life...I go out, I have fun, I date. Plus, I have met more than enough people to keep my dance card filled for a while.

I am going through a stage, and I promise it's just a stage, where it is more annoying to deal with the idiots than to use them a fodder for making fun of to my friends. There are some great people available, and I am pretty sure I have met at least 75% of what is even date-able out there. My good luck won't last forever, I don't lead a charmed life. I will be back to trolling through the scummy waters of AFF someday again.

Speaking of filled dance cards, I have been such a busy little beaver (*giggle*) lately that I think I have even burned myself out on sex. Alright, I was just kidding about that. Did I scare you?

I have always said, when it rains, it pours. Either no one wants you, or everyone wants you. There is no middle ground. If I have to choose, I will just get my umbrella out and make the best of it.

I'm baaaaack...

Don't you hate when life gets in the way of the other things you would rather do, like blog...or fuck?

Last weekend was a rough one. I was preparing for the movers to come and 23 seemed to always have people at his house. Forget blogging, I wanted to fuck.

He works a night job, the young cutie. His first break is at 11 pm. I drove there with no pants on and waited in my car. At 10:59 he came outside and I told him to hop in the backseat. I parked further out in the parking lot, tossed him a condom and we made the most of that fifteen minute break.

Later, he told me that when he got back to work, one of the other guys said to him, "You got laid on your break, didn't you?"

I'm glad he went back to work with a smile on his face.