After a hard afternoon of skiing and eating Indian food, I passed out around nine last night. But then I woke up from a dream (of being lost) thanks to a coughing spat. After clearing out my lungs it took me forever to get back to sleep because of horniness, but I was too tired to actually do anything about it beyond waking up every five minutes. My celibacy bothers me a lot at times.
This weekend I decided that purchasing exciting, sexy electronic gadgets only sublimates sexual desire for so long, especially when you live with someone that you actually want to fuck on a daily basis. Not that this had anything to do with buying the shit, at least not on a conscious level, but I thought it was an interesting observation.
So the only possible solution is to start working out again, I suppose.
This weekend I decided that purchasing exciting, sexy electronic gadgets only sublimates sexual desire for so long, especially when you live with someone that you actually want to fuck on a daily basis. Not that this had anything to do with buying the shit, at least not on a conscious level, but I thought it was an interesting observation.
So the only possible solution is to start working out again, I suppose.