Well, just like other bloggers I have been getting those emails from WordPress noting that its time to pay for the blog again and as it stands right now, at this very point in time I am genuinely wondering if it is worth bothering to keep it chugging along?
Essentially and largely right now I am an angry bastard, angry with women, men, society and anyone else who dares come onto my path…
I am tired of women who toy with men because they have no fucking idea what they really want, or just want the narrative without the physical, case in point the woman I am meant to meet tomorrow whom I haven’t heard a whisper from since organising our meet last weekend even after texting her yesterday to touch base again. Then there is JC who stood me up via text on the way to a meet a few months ago. Then there is CC who is divorced and whom I have offered my time and love too who like far too many women approve of the “If I just dont write back to him, he will go away approach”. Then there’s the woman from Sydney who stated that “I dont share my men”…WTF?
Don’t get me wrong here…I get that men can be complete arseholes too but essentially I am so tired of people who lack courage. Courage to speak up whether that be sexually, politically or in any other way for fear of being labelled in some way, shape or form.
GROW SOME FUCKING CAJONES YOU FUCKERS AND SPEAK UP – Is the Prime Minister the only woman in this country who has metaphorically speaking - got a set?
OK…glad I got that out of the system…moving on now…
Having said this, I have have had a small run of luck which has pepped me up a tad, sexually speaking, when M texted me from a dating site I log into occasionally.
She wanted someone to scratch her itch and thus we got straight too it with me having more sex in about 4 days that I had had in the last 12 months!
Things have quietened now somewhat and I expect that she will vanish into thin air fairly soon because she is 10 years younger than me and is keen to experience all that there is out there sexy wise. I am very happy for her and wish her all the best and hope that occasionally she might venture back this way to give an old codger a bit of loving as that is, other than winning the lotto, the only way I am ever going to get the amount of sex I want to enjoy for the rest of my days.
So what gives and why the fuck is it so hard to “get a fuck”, even when one goes out of his way to present as a good man whom a person can catch up with on occasion to chat, fuck or do whatever is on your mind on that particular day…?
Well, for mine, as I have said numerous times and still firmly believe, Women control sex. Men are merely the court jesters who dance and frolic in the chamber (if you get an invite to the party) in the hope that you will catch the eye of a woman whose libido is on song.
Yes, us males think we have got it going on as we parade around with our physical power, our muscles etc etc, but really, when it’s all said and done the power of the punani is what really controls the world. Money is merely “the other game”.
And this makes me wonder how things will be when women inevitably step up and take their rightful place on the bench of power in regards to politics and business etc…which incidentally, I encourage at every opportunity.
Will men get more sex because powerful women can chase the tail they want or will it come to pass that men will will generally get less or just a similar amount to now?
I don’t really know. I have some ideas but they are mere fragments that may coagulate one day to form something worth writing.
Back onto moi though. So, yeah, here I am back to square one sort of awaiting another females interest. I could chase as I have all too many times before, writing email after email after fucking email in the hope of one taking the bait but honestly, right now as I write this, I cant be fucked.
Its just so much easier to spend 100 bucks on a new Fleshlight and big-arsed bucket of Astroglide and surf porn until I cant wank anymore.
Sad I know, but if that is the way you were made, ie: to be a seeker of pleasure then its just bad fucking luck that you live in a society where women control their pussies like they are Fort fucking Knox!
Adios now and maybe forever,