I've been revisiting the whole no-orgasm thing...
To start my weekend off tonight (remember, weekends start on Thursdays), Mr. Henry and I are hanging out. I started to think about the times I came close to getting the BIG ONE with him. For the most part, every close "O", was preceded by a fight. So that's it right!?! I should start a fight with him, so we can have wild make-up head board banging sex. I got nothing I'm mad about though... even when we had the whole "relationship" discussion last week, and he brought up us getting relationship counseling, cause I know how to push his buttons, and he pushes mine sometimes (uhhh, we aren't on that marriage trek)...it was kind of like whatever.
Like this whole on again, off again thing is getting old. We go through phases where one of is is into it more than the other, and right now, it's his phase. When he brought up the relationship counseling thing, images of balls & chains and wedding bells came to mind. Uh, isn't that for people who plan on getting married soon? Did I miss his memo on something. Me & Mr. Henry, relationship counseling???
In Other News:
Yesterday, it was good hearing from Island Prince. I think it's cute how he's trying to keep the lines of communication open (not on my $1.99 per minute International rate!). He tried to tell me about the protests that's going on in his country, re wages & France something or other, but a lot of it got lost in translation. Then we talked about the whole, "when are we going to see each other again thing".
Brian called (as expected...like clockwork). He asked me if I was mad about the whole strip club thing again (he brought it up on Monday). I told him no, but "our relationship isn't that serious, we don't talk about serious things". Then he tried to cover his tracks, and said, I never talk about guys I'm fucking (his words, not mine). He values our friendship & didn't mean it that way, blah, blah, blah. I changed the subject. We talked about his "orders", (he'll be in Louisiana, not Texas as expected) the going away shindig he's throwing and what we were going to do this weekend. Nothing concrete as I have "happy hour" plans on Friday and a work function Saturday morning. I temporarily restored his number.
This weekend I'm going to resurrect the aborted Mission. This time, I'll make sure my new buddy isn't as hot. He's got to be:
easy on the eyes (for sure)
able to hold his liquor (unlike that one Tool I met)
willing to bar, club & hop Country (passport a must)