And have been for the past several days. On New Year's Eve, I looked back over 2008 and realized, with dismay, that I hadn't been with anyone sexually for the entire calendar year.Which is not good. I'm not getting any younger, you know.
I haven't masturbated -- to completion, that is -- since the wee hours of the morning on December 31. That was a deliberate decision on my part. I don't want to have "that" happen until I find me a partner, if you know what I mean. If I wait, the feelings will become so intense that it'll force me to look for someone to have sex with, and not stop until that person is found.
And Lord knows I tried last night. I placed an ad on craigslist for the first time in ages, but I found I had to reactivate an old e-mail account (one that I keep for this purpose) that had been deactivated due to long-term lack of use, and then it wouldn't allow me to reply to e-mails I received because Yahoo! detected "suspicious activity" on my account. So that blew that opportunity. Bummer! Boy, was I mad.
So now, as Jerry Seinfeld once put it rather sardonically, I'm getting "a little backed up". Heck, even geeky, nerdy guys are starting to look good to me now. Oh hell -- and I say this with an unblemished record of staunch homosexuality -- I'm so fucking horny I'd even consider doing it with a woman right now if the opportunity presented itself.
I wonder what pussy feels like?
And my horniness vibes must be radiating out into the Universe. Rumor has it a certain woman I once met, who lives a couple states away from me, had a sex dream about me the other night! Apparently she picked up on my vibes.
Which only goes to show: Thoughts really are things and we're truly all connected.