Header Pix - 1

So Naturgesetz commented on my header pics, saying how I looked like this and that in each of my pics, so I decided to attach a post to each one over the next few days or so.

So number 1. I was 10 years old.

From left to right. Little brother, Cousin K and of course me lol... (wasn't I a little cuty?)

Okay, so at ten.
I lived at home.
My parents had long been divorced.
My stepdad had not yet moved in with my mom.
Unbelievably I was sexually active with the girl down the road.
She was thirteen.
No wonder I was smiling like that.
My little brother was seven.
My cousin just was over two I think.
Thirty years later, we would all be working together.
We no longer do, though cousin K is still with the same company.
This pic was taken in Scottburgh where K's parents had a holiday home.
Brother and I had just arrived with my uncle.
It was during the oil embargo on South Africa. There was a shortage of petrol (gas in otherspeak) so the speed limit was 80km/hr (really slow in otherspeak).
He was grumpy for receiving a speeding fine for doing 90.
I had nice legs.
I was at the top of my class.
Everyone else seemed to be stupid.
I had a crush on the soccer boy.

The other two peeps in the pic today.

Count me in....

I haven't been tagged, neither am I going to tag anyone, but it's been an interesting exercise.

My blogspace irl...

Some notes...

Canon 350D on top, my old Nikon 50mm lens is there too (?). The box stands on my dear departed grandmothers medicine cabinet that still smells of Vicks when you open it. I keep tools in there, as well as spare cables and thingies for the PC. My webcam is atop the TV, looks like morning cartoons on I think.

A million power and other cables behind the desk... arrgh...

Notes under keyboard of some photo work I am busy with.

Kent Menthol ciggies....

Do I see a bottle of lube next to the box? Oooops!

Spare HTC phone there too, on top of ex laptop external drive.

Car keys next to coffee mug.

Curtains the reason my place is called the Red Light District by my neighbours.

Note storage place where second DVD writer should be. The one that died on me recently. The hole is handy to put CD's in lol.... All PC boxes should come with this.

Ah what the hell... a second post

In some respects, I like familiar things, familiar places. It makes me comfortable.

I have breakfast at the same coffee shop three or four times a week. It's also the place that Wes and I met for the first time.

When I walk in, Bradley the waiter brings me the newspaper, an ashtray and a Cappuccino. I always sit in the same place.

Bradley is cute.

I think he likes me.

I had french toast with bacon, mushrooms and grilled tomatoes today.

I feel better.

Okay silly post.... but what the hell...

An amusing weekend

Wow! A record one week without a post! I guess it is a sign of a few things. Firstly, I have said so much in the four or five months I have been here, it's difficult to write without repeating. Secondly, I typically withdraw when I am down, so I guess it's a sign. We all have our ups and downs in life, and for me it is in down phase. I know it will come back up again, but be patient with me during this time.

So... on Saturday, my oldest daughter and I went off to a Winter Solstice festival in the middle of nowhere. I say that because when I received the GPS co-ords, it just seemed impossible that this would be the location of an Irish Pub. Just a dot away from any main roads. I drove around the area, keeping my eye out for any signs of the place on the main roads until my daughter said: "Dad, just follow the directions, and lets see where we come out."

So madame GPS told me to "Turn left" onto a dusty gravel road and a few minutes later we came across this open field filled with cars - we were at the right place.

Basically, it was a place for Micro Breweries to come to gether to display there wares for tasting, accompanied by a whole lot of entertainment ranging from a Bagpipe band, Country music, Zulu Warrior Dance, and a set of Afrikaans twins (singer and musician on violin and guitar) which just blew me away with their talent. I was designated driver (Craig and Eugene met us there and drove home with us), so was restricted to tasting and a couple of small dark ales during the day. I bought my daughter a couple of Gluhweins during the day as it was pretty cold when the clouds passed over the sun. She is almost fifteen, but I prefer to be the one to expose her slowly to alcohol so that she doesn't overdo it once the peer pressure starts to kick in.

Some pics I took are below.

Afterwards, we took the hour long trip back to our hometown and Met Wes and Ali at Le Irish Pub for a quick hello, then was invited to a barbecue at an old school friend's house literally a few hundred metres away. I hadn't seen Joe since school, so it was an interesting time to say the least. Lol, Joe was the first boy I wanked with haha... Unfortunately, by the time we got there, everyone was pretty trashed. Even though my daughter is pretty tough in dealing with this kind of thing (she loves to be an observer), we only stayed for an hour or so before leaving. And Joe has turned into this overweight and outwardly slightly obnoxious person.

The best thing about the day is how Craig and I laugh so much when we are together. We have been that way since the day we met when we were both 8 years old. My stomach hurts the following day from all the laughing. And of course my daughter enjoying seeing her dad laugh so much. It's good for the soul.

In the background though, I am in panic mode about money. I don't operate well here.

Good news though is that I am going away with Wes, Markymark and MG this weekend to a gay boys only resort about two hours away. It's not a nudist thing, and it's not intended to be a gay play weekend. Just four gay friends going away to get some relax time in, a few bottles of red wine, a few board games, some back to nature stuff, and some jacuzzi time. And I paid for this already about a month ago, so I dont need to stress about the cost of it lol. We driving up in Wes's car. I have a feeling it is going to be a bunch of fun :)

The Meaning Of Life

And no, I don't think it is 42....

I was catching up with some older posts in the blogosphere and came across this one by Lunario (methinks a well adjusted 16 going on 30yo student) where he questions what makes life worth living.

I did an exercise with ye olde shrink, affectionately known as Aunty Susan to establish my "Purpose"

Bare with me here; it's a process of assimilation, but summarised below in reverse....


My Purpose is to Love and be Grateful

In order to achieve this I need to be mindful of these aspects:

Confidence
To love
To be
To live

Socially Active
To meet
To laugh
To love
To be
To share

Freedom
To travel
To love
To be
To give
To enjoy

Generosity
To give
To share
To show love and affection
To express gratitude

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One of the most difficult things to do is to love oneself - unconditionally. Not in a completely narcassistic way of course, but once we can do this, it is so much easier to attract love, and to give love.

Guess I am feeling a little down, and needed to express that to remind myself of the important things. Sometimes I think I have achieved nothing, but it is always material things I judge myself by.

But looking at my purpose sheet (it's on the fridge), I am right up there, right in the groove.....

But I have to pay the bills too lol. That's why I am down. Grrrr!

My Father

He wasn't around much.
Lived life to the full.
He was a pilot, and engineer.
He travelled a lot.
To many places where there were other women.
He loved women.
Women loved him.
My mom loved him.
We all loved him.
He loved all of us.
He married twice.
He had four boys from his first marriage.
Two from his second.
And a daughter.
My mother and I know who her mother is.
She doesn't know who her father is.
He was a Scientologist.
He liked fast cars.
And faster bikes.
One of them killed him when he was 42.
He dreamed of his funeral three months before.
There were a lot of women at his funeral.
I was sixteen.
We all got drunk after.
To celebrate his life.
My oldest brother laughs like him.
I see him in my children.
I still miss him.
I still talk to him.
I still cry for him.

Father's Day Weekend

Yay to being a dad! Happy days to all of those who are.... and hopefully all those who HAVE dad's spoilt them rotten.

So the weekend actually started off with Iain's birthday on Friday night at the local pub/club thingy. My cuz Kyle came thru, and together we drove thru to fetch Craig who is currently without a set of wheels. After showering and making ourselves pretty for the night, we had to collect Iain - who is also without wheels, having trashed his car during the week "trying to avoid a homeless person". Methinks trying to avoid pink elephants on the way home from the pub actually.

Anyways, we met up with Wesley and some other friends at the club. Wes and I were planning on a slow drinking night, having imbibed a bit too much on Wednesday for no reason whatsoever. He managed to stick to his resolve, but alas I never had the willpower. Especially after J started buying Jaeger Bombs.....

But the point of all this is, is that I had the BEST night I have had in ages! The band was excellent, and at some point, they invited some random guy in the crowd to come and do some beatbox stuff. To say he was awesome is the understatement of the year!

Craig at some point said that do I realize that we are going to be famous pretty soon, so I said to him "We are already famous!". So many people came up to us to chat. Not that they knew us, but we were having such a good time. When him and I are together, we laugh so much it's infectious. And if you act like you famous, people think you are haha! Some strange things happened. My other cuz Gav was also in the club, and usually he is a little cool with me, but on Friday, he was all chatty like, for more than an hour. He admitted to me that when he was in school, a picture I drew for him impressed him so much, he handed it in as an art project, claiming it to be his own, and scored top of his class haha! I think it has been bothering him for years. His (fucking hot) friend of Eastern European origin, questionable sexuality and famed aloofness even spent time chatting to me....

Wes was wearing his hot skinny jeans, and I could not help touching them the whole night, much to his delight I might add. It's not like he needs a pair of skinnies to make his cock look bigger.... Um... yeah, some huge guy lifted Craig and I off the ground and carried us around for a bit.

Got home at around 4am. Craig and I were up again at 7am to take my car to the mechanic to have a new waterpump fitted. Then to my mom's place to let an old friend of my (ex) mom-in-law in to collect some tiles I just never got around to using. His son was with. (omg omg omg) I hadn't seen him since he was a skinny barman at 17. Now he is a beautiful young man of about 25 I guess, but about to get married alas.....

Back to my place to wake Kyle and make some hangover rescue breakfast. Back to the mechanic only to discover they were waiting for a part, so my baby had to stay there for the weekend. Borrowed my Aunt's car to take Craig home. Drove back and collected the girls.

We had been invited to a friends dance studio where they were having a party and a wine auction, but I decided to make curry - something I haven't taken the time to do in a long time.

Bed by nine - the girls stayed up to finish whatever movie they were watching. I tried to read, but couldn't get past three pages out of exhaustion. Apparently I was snoring and chatting in my sleep most of the night - something I only do if I am flat out exhausted.

So I was showered with gifts of new winter PJ's and slippers from the girls in the morning. I guess they're tired of me wandering around naked complaining about how cold it is. Then they made breakfast for us, and we basically lay around the whole day, reading, telling stories, watching a bit of TV.

This morning, took a leisurely stroll into town to fetch my car, and ended up getting there too early, so I wandered around the old part of town, reminiscing about how it once looked, remembering how Craig and I went to see Alien when we were twelve, and how we hid behind the seats, terrified as hell. The old cinema is a homeless shelter now, and a whole bunch of shops occupy what was once the bus depot. Everything happens at giant malls these days. The centre of town is just car spares shops, new and used car dealerships, indian shops, cheap furniture stores, pawn shops, porn shops...

And I am stressing about paying bills at the end of July.....

So tonight, had a beer with Wes, who had a crappy day at work. My mom joined us as she just got home last night after a ten day holiday at my oldest brother's farm and mansion at the coast lol..... Told me how they all gossiped about where I am taking my life at the moment. I guess they just care. I laughed cos I knew they would lol. Ye olde blacke (pink) sheep of the family I am.

And a few good msn's tonight for a change. (Thnks Dr; Goleft; and Peter)....

Time to start reading the sequel and turn in before I become absorbed in the crappy movie on TV.

omg that was a looong post.......

Awesome night out!

So Ali took us to a new place called Mo Zam Bik. A play on Mozambique, a country east of us which has a deep Portuguese colonial history. They are known for their awesome seafood. We shared a Mediterranean veg salad for starters (lightly fired courgettes, egg plant, carrots etc and lettuce etc).

For mains, we decided to do a sharing is caring thing. So we ordered 6 queen prawns in beer (fn amazing); and three kingklip dishes. One in lemon butter; one in peri-peri, and one in mango and banana sauce. OMG orgasmic all round. We had two bottles of lightly dry white wine (Du Toit's Kloof) to complement, and finished with Irish coffees.

After, we went to rasta place for karaoke night. Things went a bit pear shaped, and Ali and I ended up singing several numbers lol....

And the car themed website is just cascading into a major thing........

Hugs to everyone, and thanks for following. I have zero time left to catch up with everyone. My reader is showing 217 items unread..... I got that down from over four hundred this morning....

But I am not going away. That's my decision, and I am sticking to it!

Youth Day

In 1976, thousands of black kids took to the streets to protest against the South African Apartheid government's policy to force them to learn to speak Afrikaans. Horrible clashes with police followed and many kids were shot. So yesterday was a public holiday in remembrance and a reminder to us all to protect and nurture our youth.

Needless to say, I was in the mood to have a few pints with Iain last night while watching SA thrash India in the ICC World Cup T20 series. Yay! So more celebrating ensued which resulted in a terrible hangover this morning.

Bactrack to Monday.

The water pump in my car went Kaput, so I had to borrow a car from a relative. It's kind of a pool car whenever someone needs it. It really is an old crock. A seventies Chevy Chevair - Vauxhall Cavalier in some markets. Bright Orange with a CASSETTE player lolz.... My youngest daughter has never seen a cassette player, so the novelty was to pop tapes in and eject, and fast forward... you get the picture. She also commented once when confronted with a bunch of old vinyl LP's in a box that the CD player for those things must have been huge! haha!

So today I went and bought a replacement water pump, but when I opened up everything to replace it, it seems I have to remove the damn cam belt too... not something I was counting on. So I am trying to track down hot mechanic boy that I know so that I can observe (his ass) him installing it.

Had a good laugh on Saturday. The kids and I were driving to my brother, when I decided to take another route because the usual one has developed some enormous potholes. My daughter asked why I am going another way. Without thinking I said:

"Because Elm street is a nightmare."

We all realized at the same time and could not stop laughing for the rest of the way hehe.

Going out with Wes and Alison tonight - her treat. She has been leaning on both of us for emotional support over the last few weeks, so I guess it's her way of saying thanks. I hope we go to Indonesian Place. Hot gay waiter boys abound. It will make it much more fun for Wes and I. he's not really into the twinky types but he is always giggling at my inability to focus on anything other than flirting madly.

Ah well... honestly though, I feel like I am in a no-fly zone in terms of relationship stuff. Just not interested. After my last rendezvous with X, it just left me feeling a little empty and I feel really shit about ignoring him ever since. It's better if I just not go there for a while.

Last night some guy was chatting to me, and told me he was bi.... wtf did that come from? really not my type, but certainly the first time that some random guy started telling me he likes oral sex with men and doggy style with women.... and he wasn't trying to pick me up. Lol, life is funny in a world of alcohol sometimes.

Thanks for visiting..... love you guys.

Late Saturday Night

So.... worked this morning.

Last night, oldest daughter (S) went to to mall to hang out etc... J (Youngest) and I went to pub to wait for her. Had supper, then it kinda dawned on me: W was at work function, Iain was DJ'ing at some club, and I had no-one.

So at some point, Andrew arrived. Andrew is ex-wife's partner's ex husband lol.... work that one out. Oh, fuck, life is SO complicated sometimes. Our oldest daughters are best friends.....

I wish my oldest daughter was blogging, and could be in this community cos she could learn so much. She is nearly fifteen and is a typical teen going thru typical teen stuff.

So today....

Did home cleanup operation. Laundry, dishes, vacuum etc. Then Iain and Wes texted at the same time to do lunch. My girls love them both, so we met and did lunch and watched cricket.

After, I dropped the girls at Andrew and went to little bro's house to do 40th birthday of his friend from high school (girl).

At 10pm, I went to fetch them. S stayed. Jess and Brendon came home with me. They are doing Sims while I am blogging. Milestone. They have to share a room (not share bed) tonight which is a first.... and I am listening to Michael Jackson's Thriller.....

omg busy days....

So things are hotting up on the work front. Not much cash coming, but foundations being laid, meeting new people that kind of thing.

Had a meeting with Craig yesterday. he is looking more amped than I have ever seen him, so that's a good thing :)

Then went to CrazyJ and his gf's house. J and I sat around slowly getting tanked on brandy and talking shite till his gf got home. Our talk is ALWAYS around sex.... but all good haha. I miss seeing him as often as I used to. This is the first time in nearly three months.

Anyway, bbq'd on the indoor fireplace because it is fn cold here right now, and it has been raining. London weather methinks ffs. We drank, ate, talked, shared a joint or two, laughed until 2am. Slept over. (In the spare room...)

I left their place at 830am this morning, had to rush (lol) through the traffic to pick up my oldest at 10am (she's writing exams). Home to shower. Haircut. Late breakfast. School store to pick up a scroll for her blazer (she just received award for her academic achievements). Orthodontist for adjustments to the braces. Collect my youngest. Some grocery shopping. Visit mother who is leaving for the coast tomorrow morning for ten days. More calls to deal with. Make supper. Light fireplace, and lie on the carpet with pillows to watch SA play England (and positively thrash there asses) - ICC World Cup Cricket T20 series. My favourite game, and my favourite VERSION of the game.

Quick post. The fires going out, and I need to get into my warm bed before it dies completely. Have to be up early cos S's exams start earlier tomorrow. Brr... it is fn cold dammit!

I think I am going to get a cat.

Hugs to y'all.......

PS... Sorry, no time even for reading blogs for a few days. Got a ton of work tomorrow, and full weekend with the kids. And Tuesday is a public holiday so most schools are closed for monday too, so girls will probably spend till Tues with me.

Took a sicky today

My daughter and I are both down with the flu, so we took a sicky together today. I worked on my website today while she slept on the couch. Then we swopped places while she updated her Facebook.

Tears of sadness tonight as I read about RJ's accident.

Tears of happiness when I read about Deadwing's coming out to his father.

It just feels like a season for change in so many people's lives. Not just in Blogworld.

Giggled today when my brother referred to his Landrover Defender as "the mobile garden shed".

Seems I am at a watershed in my own life right now.

A quick update and creepy dreams

Flu! Ugh!

So I officially became a motoring journalist today....

A Friend and I have been toying with the idea of starting up a web site catering for car enthusiasts with a bit of a twist. He has been in the motor trade forever (so was/is his father). I have been writing for ages. Never serious stuff - just contributions here and there. Some short stories, collaborations, that kind of thing. But I love cars, and have always been rather envious of the Jeremys and Richards of the world.

So we decided fuck it! We are going to start up our own site, build a following, perhaps become famous and drive exotic cars every day. It's not in isolation of course. It's part of a whole network of things, and really designed around generating traffic to a couple of other sites. So it's my new (non-paying for now) hobby.

The take is different. I am not writing as an experienced motoring hack, but rather as a man on the street, commenting from a position outside of the marketing blurb. Our target is to actually start 'testing' cars and dealerships in the future and begin attracting adspend as readership increases.

AND my photo site will go live soon. The pic's from the dance festival were a hit.

I had a REALLY CREEPY dream in the wee hours of the morn. In the dream, I was in bed with the pedo of long ago, and he kept trying to touch me. He had become gnarly and old. Unshaven and fat... Each time he reached for me, I could smell his breath and I was actually having convulsive reactions such was my repulsion.

To lighten the mood, a couple of pics from the Dance Festival.

Anniversary night out

We had an awesome night out. W texted me about suggestions about where we should go, and I suggested seafood. He he, he was also in the mood. I wanted sushi, I know he doesn't do sushi, but theres this really cool place up the road that does amazing sushi and seafood.

We had prawns wrapped in bacon and fried in batter for starters. I had a salmon sushi platter (sashimi, nigiri, cali rolls etc), and W ordered a prawn/calamari/hake combo which was EXCELLENT. I had some of the calamari and a couple of prawns because his dish was HUGE.

Bottle of white wine (KWV Chenin Blanc) with dinner, and a couple of Irish coffees for dessert. It was still early when we finished so we went off to lemongrass (An IndonesionStyle Restuarant) where they have a lounge and a fireplace. We flopped on one of the couches and ordered a bottle of red wine (Porcupine Ridge Merlot).

Actually, one of the reasons we went is because I have the hots for one of the owners lol... All the waiters are mincing queens, and there is usually a few gay couples that frequent the place. The lounge is close to the waiters station, so we giggled like a couple of girls each time one of the cute waiters came past. They were loving the attention though. One guy (found out later his name is Jacques) kept walking past for no reason so he could catch my eye and smile....

Turns out the guy I wanted to see was off duty last night, so I called him when we finished our wine and we all arranged to meet at the English pub. When we got there, we knew a few people so ended up just having an awesome social evening, spending most of our time with a str8 guy that went to school with Wes. Too many vodka's later, we left, warm in the glow of vodka, wine, good food, and excellent company.

Got in at 2am, and noticed my brother in New Zealand was online on Skype, so ended up having a jolly drunken catchup with him and his wife.

Was mildly hungover this morning. Mother called to ask if she can come around later to use my shower. Their geyser packed up last night. So I am doing laundry and generally giving the place a little cleanup this morning. I took nearly 500 pics at the dance competition yesterday. mainly because I was experimenting with light and stuff, so I want to go through some of that today and post it to my other website for the dancers to access it.

I will probably be taking a back seat in blogworld for a bit. Will still be reading where I can, but I have a lot of work to do on the new site. It has to start generating cash soon and is my priority for now.

Third Anniversary

W and I met exactly three yrs ago today. 6/6/06 (creepy).

Funny thing is HE is the one who reminded me this week, and sent me a text (Happy Anniversary) this morning. Awwww.......

Went to watch some rally this morning, but the dust was just too much, so I came home early. Going to shower and pop off to the Town Hall where there is a Latin/Ballroom festival going on. Str8 friend of mine is dancing around lunch time, so I want to be there for his number or three.

Then W and I are going to have a little anniversary celebration later.

Starting to stress about income again.... argh!!! Craig and I have put some ideas into motion. I need to get my hands on a set of studio lights soon. I think I will be able to generate some income that way. Not sure that portraiture is much in fashion anymore, but I have a different take on things though.....

This is a shoot I did this week. It is a father's day gift for a friend of mine. No lights, just a simple bounce with my Sigma head. It would have been so much better with a softbox.

Comments... would you hire me to do a shoot for you?

Just a post cos I can't sleep

Went to see Craig. He and his business partner Eug just moved into a really cool apartment on the West side of the city. Lolz, they have ZERO furniture. A power PC, a laptop and an Internet connection. No wheels between them though they live close to a shopping centre.

We bought some booze, and just chewed the fat and laughed a lot. Threw around some ideas around a few projects. I took exactly two drags from a joint and regretted it. I really don't react well to weed ugh....

I left before things went overboard when another friend arrived and ended up smack in the middle of peak traffic all the way home. Set my GPS to speak in German for a laugh on the way. It took me on a route I never expected though - not the same one it chose to take me there in the first place. Weird.

I have the girls tonight, so that will be cool.

I don't now how to handle Xboy. Just to clear things up - he is not my EX, his name actually starts with an X which is why I called him that in my previous post about him. I don't want him to feel like it was a one night stand on purpose. But the the reality is that I don't really want to see him again. I guess that's the downside of sex on the first date. I feel like an ass... which is what I am I guess.

Okay, I am just rambling now, but got so much on my mind, and so many things to sort out in my head. Seeing Craig made me realize how much time I am wasting.

I feel really crap about the pax lost on the Air France Airbus, and their families. Let's pray for closure soon.

HAHA just had a laugh. I am watching SABC News International (kinda like CNN African Style). The topic of discussion is the plight of migrant workers. The text that appeared at the bottom of the screen said "migraine workers"

They are a headache indeed......

A texting error

Last night, had a beer or three with W and something to eat. Just chewed the fat a bit, had a few laughs, enjoyed the sagger sitting opposite us. I never told him about X. He wouldn't have approved.

Then Iain joined as W was leaving. Had a good convo about his career... I am proud of the guy, things are going well on that front for him. In between, he was texting the new girl. They had an apparently succesful first 'date' on the weekend. Their tatse in music is similar, and during the date, they were discussing some obscure band. So Iain texts her last night to tell her he will getting her their latest CD (he gets amazing staff discounts so it's not that expensive an item).

So gets this as answer: "He's buying me gifts already... WTF?"

Obviously not intended for him haha! And really not the appropriate thing to mis-send.....

So we laughed about it. So hard in fact that I am sore from it this morning. And we wondered how she was going to dig herself out of that hole. He decided not to even answer her - to make her sweat.

OMG the excuses and apologies that followed were hilarious......

So he asked me to join him at Coolz 'for just one more'. By the time we got there though, I think the text had got to him. He bought us each a drink then just decided to leave before he was half way. I stayed till I finished mine them came home. Kinda feel sorry for him, cos if she is giving him the wrong impression... he doesn't need to be hurt again.

I fail to understand women anyway. That's why I prefer cock.

Just called Craigybabes... Going through to see him today. He is excited about his website getting so many hits. And we have a project or two that we want to experiment with.

And did I mention the bite marks on my biceps?

X Marks the Spot

So I met X at a pub at the local mall. I must be honest and say I expected him to be taller. Funny how pics can be a little misleading. We had a few drinks to ease the nervousness from both sides. I felt myself folding my arms while talking to him - a sign of my nerves I guess - and had to make a special effort to stop doing it.

A little later, I took him home - the plan was to watch a dvd on the couch. We ended up watching a prison break episode on the telly and kissed. He wore boxers and a T.

He is really quite a small guy. Not overly thin, but flat, hard and smooth.

We moved to the bedroom, and lay chatting for a while, before our kisses became more urgent. He was rock hard. A beautiful uncut dream in my mouth.

Condom out....

Even though I enjoyed taking him, I realized at some point that these days I would rather be a top...

Cum on chocolate skin. I'm glad the light was on.

We showered afterwards, and lay in each others arms. Neither of us slept well. Not sure why. He had to be up early this morning for the bus. I was up earlier, and made us coffee before taking him up to the bus stop.

I have mixed feelings.

That is all.

Date!

Okay, so I jumped in the deep end and X is coming over tonight with his overnight bag.

This is either going to be good, or a major fail.

We are meeting at the mall, so I think I will steer it towards eating out and a movie first.

I'm kinda nervous lol.

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I am everyone of those people each and every day.

And now I am going to sleep.

Pasta and red wine

A good evening......

W's mom invited us for supper. A couple of bottles of red wine (she was at a wine expo over the weekend). W's dad is away, and she felt like cooking lol. We looked at old photo albums.

And TC (The Cat) slept on my lap for most of the evening.

Photo from my new phone :)

New Phone!

So I jumped in and got myself a new phone at last. After researching like crazy, I had no choice really but to go with the Samsung Omnia i900. W got the HTC Dream, and is giving it back this week I think. Don't get me wrong, if they had stock, I may have succumbed. It is truly a beautiful phone.

But the Samsung has more memory (8Gb on board plus 8Gb Sd Card), a better camera, a better GPS (Garmin with 5 yr license), the HTC doesn't synch with Outlook (only Google Calender), better battery life.

The only thing that I preferred about the dream was the full qwerty keyboard, but I am getting used to the touch screen one in the Omnia. The screen auto rotates into landscape, and the touch keyboard is easier to use that way, even with my stubby fingers lol...

So yeah! Back on top with the gadget parade :)