Last night I spent a lovely hour or so talking to a luscious young wench I have had the great honour to start a friendship with.....
and she brought up the point that I don't post enough in here.
So.....to address that more fully, since I didn't say much to it last night.
1. My life is not nearly interesting enough to make daily posts. I work M-F, I go to the gym 3-4 nights a week, I go to a munch on Wednesdays & usually a party on Saturdays. That's about the long & short of it.
2. When I do write, it seems to be the same stuff. I'm either complaining about work or I'm complaining about the lack of a female to be intimate with. I don't have a lot new going on with either front....and I'm willing to bet those of you reading this are pretty tired of me whining more often than not.
3. I conduct my journal the way I do most anything on line. If I feel I have something interesting or worthwhile to say, I'll say it. If I have a point to make or an issue to discuss, I do. Otherwise, I just tend to keep my thoughts to myself.
So....the only significant thing I have to report (that doesn't involve getting the consent of others to discuss) is that I'm going to this event
http://www.ancientways.com/pantheacon/ in a few weeks. It'll be my 9th one. I've always found it funny that I even made it back for year #2....considering the fact that the woman I had dated for 2 years & went to my first Pantheacon with....dumped me on the way home.
Anyways, the following years, I've usually ended up getting a room with 2 queen beds (no reason for 2, just ends up that way). In the recesses of my mind, I dream about the possibility that I might actually have someone that I want to share the room with (and they'd have the 2nd bed).
For those that don't know my past history......for some unknown reason, I am
unable to sleep in the same bed with a woman that I have been sexual with. It's been that way for over 9 years now.....never understood why. My former therapist theorized that I was subconsciously feeling guilty for 'cheating' on my husband.....in spite of the fact that he
always knew everything about everyone.
Anyways....sadly, the
one time I've actually shared my room with someone at Pantheacon was the 1 year that I ended up with a room with only 1 bed.....and true to form....after a lovely evening of intimate activities.....I couldn't fall asleep with my friend in the bed. After tossing & turning for about 2 hours, my friend noticed & asked what was wrong. I reminded her about my 'problem'.....which she had forgotten about....and unfortunately ended up being hurt & taking the whole thing personally. That was pretty much the end of anything with her.
There was no point to relating all that, other than as just another look at the twisted inner workings of Heather's Head.
So....I go to my 9th Pantheacon, Friday - Monday, already have the hotel room reserved & according to them, it'll again be a room with 2 queens. :)