Tonight I received a note on Facebook from an old High School “chum”. I put that in quotes because I can count my real friends from HS on about one finger, but I did know who he was. This guy was a classmate of mine. With a graduating class of less than 30, I knew who he was and had […]
I’ve been absent for a long time here. I’d like to say I was endlessly busy and conquering the world, but I wasn’t. I’d like to say I was out having fun and meeting new people of all kinds and walks of life, but I wasn’t. I’d even like to say that I was out saving mankind, but… I kinda.. […]
But that’s not what prompted me to write today. What prompted me to write was an article that came across my Facebook feed. As with anyone on Facebook, articles come across my feed all the time and rarely does one of them even put a glimmer in my eye, yet this subject…. well I knew when I saw the title, I was going to write a post. I didn’t even need to read the article, even though I did that too.
His laugh, his jokes, his humor. He had a way of being raunchy with class, where if you weren’t really paying attention you’d not get the slight undercurrent of risque. (My grandfather used to do this because my grandmother would “tsk” him if she caught him. He also used to sing us an old irish drinking song that would get him in HOT water if Grandma caught him.)
I should write here about my long week of parties and the people I met, and men and whatnot.. and maybe I will soon.. but last night around 3AM a bombshell landed.
They say the men you grew up knowing help shape your choices in men when you grow up. In such, I owe my grandfathers and father for the choices I’ve made (not all the choices but they have shaped what I find attractive)….
I recognize his name. It’s a normal average name, but it just registers in my head and I realize… OMFG, I KNOW THIS GUY!
It seems my post the other day about a traumatic episode with a guy who insisted on blowjobs, and my reaction to it having been orally raped when I was 19, has spurred some conversation on that one day … long ago.. Looking back, you always see 20-20. You realize just how stupid you were, things you could have done […]
About 11 months ago, I had a fantastic night. One of those nights where you realize just how important someone is to you…you know.. right before they walk out of your life. (my last encounter with him is detailed here) We’d sent a couple messages between then and now, but since he had spotty internet access, and I got busy […]
I almost did a very bad thing. Let me explain. My online life since the beginning of time, otherwise known as the 1990’s, has revolved around people who are smarter than me. People who rival genius status, and people who actually are in Mensa or were and dropped out. (Supposedly even high IQ’s are subject to childish temper-tantrums, just watch […]
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