Thursday, October 8, 2009

Happy Birthday.

Friday is the Mrs. birthday. Unfortunately, she is completely laid up with an inflamed, fucked up lower back, pinching a nerve and leading to severe sciatica. Fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

We are still going to drive down to my parents house for some free birthday babysitting, but I don't think we are going to have the freaky ass sex filled exhibitionist weekend I was hoping for.



Here's what is going to happen: we are going to drive down there, hang out, watch some tv, drink a few beers, eat dinner, have her birthday cherry pie, and well, that's about it.



Here's what I would like to have happen and probably would have without her injury: We drive down there. Sit politely for the birthday pie. Get the fuck out of the house for a romantical birthday dinner somewhere with lots and lots of drinks. Go to a bar and talk, sneak her into a an ally in the bar corridor for a little making out and maybe more. Get in the car and go parking somewhere for a front seat blowjob and some back seat and then hood fucking. Then back to the house for some sex in my childhood bedroom. Then out to the 14th fairway for some fairway sex. Then sneak naked past my parents room (from the outside) back upstairs to my room to pass out.







Then to wake up for a well earned cup o coffee or ten.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Here's what I think.

In other news, we have a French exchange student. Good kid. Today we took her to the Cherokee Reservation so she could truly see what horrible, warlike assholes us Americans are. Cherokee has an excellent museum, which we went to, an authentic type village, which we did not go to, a theatrical presentation called "Unto These Hills", which we missed, and a Casino, which we also missed. So we did very little while there. We did hit a tourist trap, and of the hundreds of people there we think we saw a real Cherokee working at a coffee shop.

www.Cherokee-NC.com

So it was a successful day. I don't really have any funny stories or anything except to say that that fat Indian chick makes one hell of a good cappuccino .

Me No Likey.

So there I was. Sweating. Naked. Engaged in sexual activity. One of my favorite things in the universe. And then her hip went out. Not her fault, but damnit. Now my balls are about as blue as a blue whale.



Or you could watch this educational video if you need more help.




But that is another story.

I haven't done much blogging as of late, I've been busy. Let me catch you up on my life since my last post. As you know, I like to post about date night- but we haven't had any crazy ass dates. Damnit. Last night we went to see Zombieland- which was fucking awesome, right up there with Shawn of the Dead in my opinion.






But anyway, other than that. I've been working. A lot. Three jobs. My business, a side business, and I took a job as the Director of Operations at an Engineering Firm. They had a retarded three year old doing their marketing and systems development. Asshats.


Haven't had any really freaky, awesome sex since my last blog. Due entirely to the fact that the Mrs. has injured her back pretty seriously. Sadly, not in a sex related accident. Doing laundry in fact. Kinda sucks how you get hurt doing ordinary shit, and not fighting tigers or something. Oh well.
I moved the location of the business as I just couldn't afford the high rent. Now I have a better location with a better deal- so I'm happy about that.