Monday, January 2, 2012

Y3 D222

They say that how you spend your New Years Day is indicative of how the rest of the year is going to be. I guess I will be banging three times a day for the rest of the year? BAMF. Yeah, I know it's crass and stupid for me to talk like that but when I look back just 6 or 7 years ago (that would be 2005-2006 since it's now 2012) when things were theoretically *good* between me and X2 and I realize I could count on both hands and MAYBE one foot the number of times we had sex in a YEAR let alone in one day, it makes me wonder what the fuck was I doing all that time? Did I really think I was happy or was I simply settling and allowing myself to be what society said I was supposed to be? I also learned it's okay to be open and honest with my partner when talking about sex. That has been one of the most radical shifts in my mind with this relationship. Like last night when we were going out it for the third time - neither of us was liking the condom we were using. We had gone through all the ones we liked and I grabbed one of the ones that was leftover from the sample pack we bought last year (heh, I know it's only the second but it's fun to say last year) and about halfway through we both were like 'this condom sucks ass'. It was nice to be able to talk bluntly and we just stopped. Not that either of us was happy but we didn't make a big deal out of it. We actually laughed about it and talked not just got embarrassed and rolled over. No, we were able to be honest with each other. That's something I like. Most people are afraid to discuss sexual issues with their partner and that can lead to bigger problems. Half the time when something seems wrong in a relationship it really comes back to an intimacy issue that one or the other feels dumb bringing up. Hey guess what? Bring it up. Save yourself the hassle. Stop arguing about the milk or the cat litter when really you want a blow job. Just saying...

TGF and the kid got up around 12 or 12:30 yesterday. We all were pretty lazy for the majority of the day. We hung out watching TV and relaxing. Best part was when me and TGF went off to take a shower around 2. We pretty much always shower together when she is here unless I have to go off to work. Funny, it's a good time to just talk and enjoy each other's company. Plus it saves water. For some reason we both got super horny and ended up going at it in the shower standing up. That was hot. Very hot.

Somewhere around 5 I got a wild hair up my ass and decided we should watch Finding Nemo. It's one of the few Pixar movies I discovered that I actually don't own. I also decided we needed fried chicken. Off to Best Buy and KFC we went. Yeah I know it's horrible for me, but we didn't care. We got Nemo and Chicken and came back to watch and eat. After dinner we were all tired and headed off to bed. It was like 9. Of course once we got into bed... well see paragraph one...

A couple of other things worth mentioning yesterday - just to be safe I sent my HR person an email in the middle of the day confirming today was a holiday. OOPS. It's not. Friday was our holiday. I responded back including my boss saying well I worked Friday so sorry but I am switching days. If there is a problem to let me know. It's the client's holiday today so technically I did the right thing. I worked when the client was available. I doubt anyone will say anything, but oops.

The other thing were some cast emails. One was from our director and her usual Sunday long ass you guys all suck email. This one was about drinking and being responsible. There was also a paragraph about boundaries and making sure you didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable. I know what happened in both situations that caused her to write this and luckily for once it wasn't me. One of my crew sent me an email expressing some frustration at another member of the tech crew. I responded to him this morning saying that it will be handled as he is not the only one complaining about this person.

Everyone is still asleep. Client is out. House is quiet. Good.

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