Wait A Minute...

Yesterday, I went out for a little jaunt with Tiggsz, only into town to have a quiet drink. Thing is, she got a call. A group of guys she hangs round with normally are around, and asked her to meet up with them. I was going to head back home, I had Jen coming over (Jen is one I haven't said anything about yet, but I will do soon), but Tiggsz had other ideas. She literally dragged me to the local shop to pick up a bottle of vodka. She was buying, so I thought why not? A few people, a few drinks, might even get a bit lucky here. So I went along for a while. We met up with this group, mainly the sort of people who I wouldn't socialise with, but friendly enough. I got chatting to a few faces I knew from when Tiggsz brought certain elements of the group back to Chilton. A couple of them though, I didn't know. Two girls, Lydia and Kim, were two fresh out of college students, enjoy the good life, and pretty much everything else. Anyhow, I got chatting to them, and Lydia, who at first was the sweet, innocent type, confidently told me that she was an 'open, bisexual, poly'. I nearly choked, no, really I did. For some reason I always find the ones you least expect. I just had to grill her. She told me a hell of a lot about her sexuality. She told me, in the most intimate details, what she likes, what she doesn't, how 'open minded' she is, what she is willing to do with a lover...oooh, I wanted to take her there and then in the park we were in.

Kim, however, is the exact opposite. More reserved than Lydia, she the sort of girl that, when the situation arises, wants her new partner to be 'exclusive' to her. Shge also, apparently, not that experienced in the bedroom. Well, I hate to say it, but I am surprised. Kim has a body to die for. Olive skin, ample boobs, a gorgeous round bum, hour-glass-like figure, lovely legs. On top of all that, she has a wonderful head on her. And quite right too. She, unlike me or Lydia, takes more pride in her own sort of way, not in her sexuality. I have to admit, I respected that in her, better to have a head, than to have a bedpost.

Now, the afternoon wore on, and Kim was nigh on glued to me the whole time. Not that I didn't mind. She does seem a nice girl, but I couldn't do what I do with her, I can see the complications from here. Later on, when the vodka died and the wind picked up, Tiggsz and I said our goodbyes, Lydia giving me a very hinted kiss to the lips, Kim giving me hug which felt like a vice, and we left for home. That evening, Lydia added me on Facebook, and we resumed the sex chat. for a good hour, we teased and flirted each other to death. It got to a point where I literally said 'fuck it, do you fancy meeting up sometime for a bit of fun?' All I got was a wink back. I hope that means a yes, because by god, I think I found a kindred spirit.

After that hour of intense conversation, we went to bed. Then both Aimee and Sonia contacted me to talk. Aimee, who has for the past day or two, been away in the Cotwolds out West, told me that she is planning to move out there with her father. Damn, I had a small feeling that she may head out there, but I didn't know it would be a permanent move. Sonia is leaving as well, she is going to head out to Leeds to be with her boyfriend. I couldn't believe it. The two girls I would drop all the others for, and they are both going away. How did I feel? Pretty pissed, to be absolutely honest with you. But, there is nothing that I can do about it, they have made their choices, I have to accept that and move on.

So, I had an eventful day yesterday, met a couple of gorgeous girls, and found out I'm going top lose a couple of close friends, and their regular company. An up and down day, but oh well, some you win, some you lose.

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The Feeling...

I'm getting bored. I'm getting bored with life, the people around me, the things that I normally take great pleasure in (with the exception of sex, that is my only saving grace...), all of it is starting to get...well, dull. It starting to look like I need a change of pace, a change of scenery even, and I know that the little getaway I have planned with Aimee ain't going to be enough. These four beige walls are starting to close in a little bit. It ain't too bad at the moment, but with all things considered...

I'm starting to feel like how I was when I first started this blog over a year ago, all down trodden and weary. Weary, what a word to put up. I feel old again, as old as the trees that line my road. One of the guys from the hostel, not sure who, I was pretty bladdered by that point, said to me that all I needed was a pipe and a pair of slippers and I'll be sorted. Yeah, like I want to make a career in armchair relaxing and a spot of tea and crumpets on a Thursday afternoon. I need the inspiration to feel young again. Damn, I'm twenty one next week, and I feel ready to pick out my favourite coffin! Hell, maybe I just need a kick in the backside or something. If only I could find that spark to light my life up again, maybe that could be the thing that I need. Who knows. I am told that I will get my life on course, and I hope that I do, but this journey has taken it's toll on me to no end. I still keep going, pushing as hard as I can, yet I do it without that old edge I used to have a long time ago.

Maybe I'll figure it out, but for now, I need to get something going. God knows what though. Any ideas people?

What to Say...What to Say...

Oh I don't know. Sometimes I wonder what I do about things, as in if the solution is the best one. It's been a while guys, and I have been meaning to do a new post for so long...still, now I'm here, I might as well.

Well, I have lost the job. Had a minor disagreement with a colleague, and I got a bit "heated". Gone, straight away. Oh well, at least I got the flat still. Oh look, lose that and all. Now it's the hostel period of my life. Welcome benefits. And the cheap life.

As you can see, I am a bit sarky this evening. Shouldn't be, but that's how it goes. My mind works in mysterious ways at times. The shit I pull at times...ahh, fuck it, ain't no point in it now, gotta keep moving.

Any way, where I'm living at now. Chilton House, P3 owned private establishment. Ain't bad though, got a nice bed, smallish room, yet cosy. Decent kitchen and bathroom, with cleaning and toilet gear included. The crowd in here is good as well. We have got a butch, suicidal lesbian, a young alcoholic lass, an ex-con, a straight up girl, a pretty boy, a geek, and a lazy slob of a chick. All of them good, decent people. The staff are nice too. A mad manager, who has two other jobs to do on top of running the place, a crazy guy, and a mad old cow. A weird lot, but still a good lot.

Work at the moment is thin on the ground. A few things look promising, yet you don't know in these times. It's hard I can't get anything at all. I can get courses and programmes, but not as available at times. At least I can enjoy my time here, chilling out with the others, doing some of the most random shit you can think of. Having a few random Facebook uploads of photos and videos of stupid shit. it seems childish I know but, it gets extremely funny at times. You literally can't stop laughing at times.

Anyhow, there have been a few changes in the meantime. I've been doing the naughty and sleeping around again. It's just been one of them times you know. I don't feel ready for a relationship now. I really could not be bothered to have one. Too much hassle right now. Maybe another time on that. Still though, Did have a chance with one girl. Kim, her name was. A Brummie by nature, and a serial girl to boot. Was on one of the courses that I have been on. It was during a residential, when she made a move. Best night of the outing.

Anyway, been rabbiting on too much now. Time to go. Till next time my friends.

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