Just Chillin' Out

Damn its a beautfiul day in the City of Angels! The sunshine is having a good effect on my mood today. I slept in until 10:30 today, which isn't late for some, but it is for me considering I have to wake up at 6 am everyday.

I have no idea what I'm going to get into for the rest of the weekend. Last night I went to Level 3. It was alright. I'm over the whole club thing, but I still go sometimes because I like to go dancing. The DJ was whack for most of the night. We got to the club about a quarter to midnight, and he was playing all the crap they play on the radio. That sucks ass. Most of the time I would rather go to dinner or to a bar. I love get togethers with friends. That's always a good time. Much better to hang out with a bunch of friends rather than around a bunch of strangers.

For the rest of the day I plan on doing some studying for my online classes, cleaning my room, and watching everything I didn't get the chance to watch all week. I still have to watch Nip/Tuck, Girlfriends, and I have a few movies saved that I need to watch. I may hang out with my friend later. We may catch dinner and drinks or something.

I'm in an extremely relaxed state of mind right now, which is good. For the past few weeks I've been super stressed about everything from work to family issues. I wasn't eating and my body was acting all out of whack because of stress. My skin was breaking out, my bladder was acting all weird, and I couldn't sleep. It was bad. I've reached somewhat of a calm, so I feel a little more at ease. I really need to be taking better care of myself and I need to work on stress management.

Oh Hell No! (DC Edition)

I almost had the opportunity to get it in with someone who I have been physically attracted to since homecoming last year. Me & J, who is a friend of a friend, have a pretty strong sexual attraction to one another. Honestly I can't say that I really like him as a person, but I just really wanted to do him. I wanted to get that out of my system.

So imagine my glee when I saw J this year when I went to DC. I was planning on banging him something serious when the opportunity presented itself. And present itself it did after we left Bohemian Cavern together last Thursday night. After we got rid of all our friends, I went with him back to his place in Arlington.

We talked for a minute, then we started kissing. *Sighing* I'm a true believer that the way a person kisses is indicative of their skills in the sack. And if J's kissing skills are an indication of his skills, I would have been in for a huge disappointment. You would think by looking at J that he would be a divine kisser. He's so sexy! But no. This mofo kisses like a damn lizard! His mouth was all dry and shit, and he did the thing where he was just kind of sucking on my bottom lip. Ew! He was by far one of the worst kissers I have ever experienced.

"But it's now or never," I thought to myself. "I need to relieve this frustration, so we need to get it on now!" So J moved his hands down and began to touch my breasts. He took my nipples into his mouth...and proceeded to gnaw on them! What. The. Hell! Note: men, we don't like when you suck on our nipples really hard. That shit hurts. Its not sexy. That shit you see on porn is not real. Be gentle! After I let J have access to my breasts my damn nipples were peeling for three days. No lie!

And please don't let me get started on the manual action. Well, I'm already started so I'll keep going. He called himself trying to stimulate me by jamming his big ass dry fingers in my vagina. Lubrication is the name of the game. Learn it, use it, love it. I was trying to let him know that what he was doing wasn't the business, but I think he misread my signs. I finally had to grab his hand and remove it from my vaginal area before he fucked around and irritated my shit.

Now this may be TMI for my male readers, so if you don't want to hear about another man's dick, stop reading...but this negro had the ugliest penis I've ever seen. I believe penises can be beautiful. My LA piece has one of the most beautiful penises I've ever seen. But J's was an odd shade of brown, oddly shaped, and it was average sized at best. Based on the way it looked alone, it wasn't anything that I wanted inside me.

Needless to say, we didn't end up doing it. Neither one of us had protection anyway, so it wasn't going down either way. I was very disappointed though, because a) I was faded and I didn't get any, b) I had high hopes for getting down with J, and c) because I spent my first night in DC not in my fabulous hotel room down the street from the Capitol, but with the nipple gnawer with the odd penis. It goes to show you that although someone may be very attractive, that may be all they have going for themselves. J was sexy, but his personality is mediocore at best, he's a bad kisser, and I would bet my favorite pair of gold loafers that he is a bad lay.

The physical attraction I once had for J has completed vanished. And sadly enough, he is probably going around gnawing on peoples' titties and irritating coochies from MD to DC to VA. Sad.

*Off to go put some cocoa butter on my nipples.*

DC According To Me

I've been back home for about a week now but I'm just now making time to blog about my DC trip. I hit the ground running as soon as my plane arrived back to LAX. Now that all the hoopla has died down, it's back to real life. Eh.

This year was my second year in a row going to DC for Howard's homecoming. Last year I didn't participate in any of the actual homecoming activities. Yardfest? Nope. Step show? Nah. Did I even set foot on Howard's campus? Well yea, but only to go to the ATM. Bank of America locations are scarce out there! However, I did go to Love, I went shopping in Georgetown, and I did a lot of sight seeing.

This year I didn't do any real homecoming stuff either. I went to Bohemian Cavern, Love, and chilled out with friends. The city itself and my friends who live out there are my real motivation for going to visit DC. Homecoming was the backdrop. I had a ball kicking it with them, drinking, and acting the fool. Truth be told, I'm too damn old to be all into the homecoming hoopla. I graduated from college 2 1/2 years ago. I'm over the whole college thing. Of course if I had gone to Howard, I would have different attitude. But that ain't the deal.

The next time I go to DC, it won't be for HU's homecoming. I'm really too old for that shit. I want to go out there to enjoy myself, not to be among tens of thousands of out of towners who are in town for the homecoming meat market.

Sorry Ya'll

Sorry for the impromptu hiatus. I'm sure all five of my readers were wondering why I haven't been posting. I've been really busy since I returned from DC. Details from the trip in a later post.

My Week=Interesting If Nothing Else

This week has been interesting, to say the least. I've taken on new responsibilites at work, which is fantastic and overwhelming at the same time. But that's what I wanted right? I wanted something challenging and fulfilling. It just seems like I hit the ground running and I haven't looked back.

This week we got a new copier at work. It scans, makes color copies, we can print to it; its fantastic! Who gives a shit, right? Haha, I promise this leads somewhere. The tech that installed our copier was foine. Yes, foine. 5'11", lean and muscular, bald and chocolate. When he came in the office me and C (the only other black chick in my office) were both like DAMN! He was just sexy. And he can fix stuff, which ups the sexy factor (good with his hands..hello!) So while hot copier guy was in our office installing the new machine, I was peeping him. I didn't approach him though, because we were both working and it just didn't seem appropriate. Plus I just usually don't approach men. I'm not that brazen. I'm usually the one being pursued. So, when I noticed that it seemed like he was almost done with the job, I conveniently decided to go outside and take a break to use the phone. Sure enough, a couple minutes after I took my break he came outside. Before leaving, he approached me and we exchanged numbers.

Sounds good doesn't it? Au contraire. I wouldn't be telling this story unless there was a wacky side to it, lol. Hot copier guy has since called, and we've had a few conversations. He seems nice enough, but I get really strange vibes from him. First, he calls too much. The other day he called me FOUR times and left two messages within a two hour time span. No matter how good someone looks, being a bugaboo is not an attractive quality.

Next, dude revealed that he has a female roomate. What the fuck is that? I'm sure it's possible for a straight man to have a platonic female roomie...if she looks like Nell Carter. If she's fuckable I'm sure he's fucking her.

Last but not least, dude came up to my job unrequested and unannounced. After he did the installation and another tech came to do the programming, the job was done. But he came back up to the office to "see if everything was working properly." Wasn't that what you were doing when you installed it? Another tech already came to program and check the functionality of the machine. Why did you go out of your way to come back up here, unannounced, just to check on the machine? Maybe I'm bugging, but that made me a little nervous. Call me crazy, but I don't think he came back up to my job just to check on the machine.

Dude gives me the heebie jeebies. He's sexy as hell, but he seems to have stalker tendencies. What a sucky combination!