i will repeat exactly as the last day that i wrote about repetition. myself again at the pc, sitting and hearing music. there is a window right next to where i am sitting, so i can, i must look out to see the outside world of other houses and neighbours. i can also see the mailman as he drives past the box and clutters, stuffs mail into....its funny that when you are up high, you can see things from below, and everything looks so small, like insects, or something smaller that only a microscope could trace as existing. at precisely 5pm, i will be situated at the work, maybe steadily conversing, maybe doing absolutely nothing, until then, i am in this chair, sitting on my ass, maybe i would pick up a book and read it for the second time again; is milan kundera's "the unbearable lightness of being," a good read, a must have. how one can find the psychological effects of love and fate being wrapped in a good 300 pages, is a work of a czechian genius. i sit here, with the television going in the background, so i can have noise, clogging my lobes, as i listen to dead words from dead people that are alive only on a screen...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.
i had a stirring talk with an austrian girl yesternight, she was drunk, and i was sober. it was on the computer camera, telling me 30 times to move in with her and her friend. my mind being perverse, well, i am a man you see, so...my mind being perverse, thinking about fucking, sucking, and touching. the idea sounded genuine, sounded nice....it's certainly something to consider.
moreso, when i am not horny, hungry, or asleep, how is my personality? i am a food person, that likes to try different culinary food, combinations of succulent meats, cheeses, vegetables, and pastries. i like to have that passion. more so, i seem to find passion in sexual thinking, but i am still a virgin, although at the same time not, because my mind does not think as so. and when i am sleeping i am certainly not a virgin, for i have fucked many dames. funny how i can still feel orgasm in my dreams. funny how i can feel a real body in my head..
woooooo, it must be something to do in reality.....
something i'm still waiting to feel..
curiosity had killed the cat...
something had made its way through the pussy...