How was your trip? Did you get to see your girlfriend?

Of course I saw her, that was the whole point of the trip...


...but leaving never does get easier.

Welcome back. :D

How was it? Did you spend enough time with your sweetie?

yeah, how many times did you hit it? hope you got it out of your system for however long it will be until the next time.

Hahaha, thats funny.
Wait, you were being serious?


She wont even make out with me yet, for reasons unknown to either of us (though I have a suspicion that it's because i want her to). However, she doesnt mind a good bit of, uh, attention given to her chest, and as long as i'm not in her pants, then... other reigons are okay too.

However, I had the stunningly terrible luck of getting there the day her period started, and the one day I was there that she wasnt on it (and therefore completely ready to kill me if i put one toe (or in this case finger) out of line), she... wasn't in the mood, to say the least.

Oh well. So it goes. Thats not whats important anyway. Being in her arms is more important than being in her pants. In fact, I'd completely rather get none at all as long as I live than be with someone else. And at this rate, that'll turn out true.

sorry <enter bitter disenchanted quarterlife-crisis refugee>

How old are you? I remember that exact frustration with my first girlfriend (frosh year of high school), using the SAME exact justification with my cooler, more mature friends who had already had the fortune of dropping their v-cards to slutty sophomore and junior chicks desperate for attention during those hazy high school booze baths. To my credit, this girl was in fact very pretty and had ENORMOUS tits, and at the time I was wholly satisfied just making out and handling her funbags. And by "handling" I mean MJ-style molestation: I'm surprised they didn't rise after I kneaded them like pizza dough.

It only took a year to get a feel of the furry thing she kept downstairs! There's still hope for you, my friend.

Sadly, I have to say that everything changed once I got a taste of the "real deal." By senior year of high school and certainly first year of college, sex was no longer an issue: either you were hittin it, or you dropped it like a bad habit. I do not mean to trivialize the emotional aspects of relationships as an adolescent, but that was the fact of the matter. There were the exceptions, but how much was "put out" unfortunately became directly proportional to my interest in a girl. My friends would all say the same thing.

Then you go through that whole episode just after college, with the pregnancy scare and that weird purple rash that hasn't quite gone away yet, and you begin to understand the benefits of long-term monogamy. The emotional support isn't bad either, especially after a depressing three-day coke and liquor binge. But I wouldn't know anything about that.

</hasn't-gotten-laid-in-a-while rant>

BN calling it.

Even in their fifties, the cuddling is what women want most. Men want sex, but some of us are flexible. But, I got ignored so much after our second baby that when our second baby became 16 yo, I finally had to remind my wife of men's priorities. She was apologitic and said that she really needed to hear that reminder.

It's always a struggle in any relationship, even a long term one. But, one can't be a doormat either, I have to take care of my own needs, otherwise resentment builds up.

With the kids home all the time, we take hotel "vacations" just two miles from home. Sometimes, one has to be creative to make things work.

At your early stages of relationship, your flexibility and patience is a great virtue. It will serve you well.

Well, its gotten me through... 1 year, 8 months and 11 days so far, so hopefully it'll hold up longer...

Home in four days.

Busy month for me, no?

How long are you going for and what are you doing there? Details details ..

Between my PC crapping out yet again and the flight leaving TOMORROW (!), I probably wont be on much at all until the eighth or so.

Ha! we do that.:love:

I go home to visit my girlfriend... and she dumps me. Fun.

I may be a little out of it for a while, guys. Bear with me.