Archive for February, 2008

#! ’s…really well. (even geeks need loving)

Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

The first time with her was amazing.  Just watching her sitting there was incredible.  I felt safe with her next to me.  I held onto her and wanted her to also feel safe.  I started to massage her neck.  I continued to gently stroke her lips, watching them get firm with each rub.  I could not suppress that urge to caress her neck.  She turned towards me and tried to kiss me.  I offered a peck and backed away, teasing her slightly, and then finally moving in for the kiss.  I pulled away and gently removed her clothes.  I massaged her back, arms and legs.  I continued to massage her body until she could not handle the passion. 

How can one find a girl this amazing, with so much passion, and hold onto her?  A question I doubt to be answered anytime soon.  Was this experience even real?  Could I have dreamt this amazing experience?

The best moments of your life will forever be in your mind.  The question is this: when telling other people your best experience, is there a difference between you actually living it or dreaming it?

Giving good blow…to a breathalyzer

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

3:30AM rolled around and I was driving with cruise control on my way home.  I had a good night out with friends, played some board games and had tea.  No, it was not your typical Saturday night of partying.  Preparing for my flight the next day, I generally can never get to sleep.  Something about being stressed about the littlest of things keeps me up the entire time.  So, I pull an allnighter and relax. 

Getting back to the drive home, I get pulled over by our finest state trooper in WA.  Completely understandable; it is past 3am and it is indeed a Saturday night.  What came next, was not as expected:  A breathalyzer test!  I had not taken a single drink of alcohol tonight, which apparently would have made things easier.  Scoring a nice level of 0 causes the officer to make you test a few more times to make sure things are working properly.

After he concluded I was *safe*, he decided to give me a lecture on the dangers of drink driving.  I was not sure what he was trying to get at, but he was very graphical about removing my body from the side of the highway if I ever did decide to drink and drive.

From now on, I should carry a small mickey with me and take a shot just before getting pulled over… should make for an interesting at the station, with no alcohol in your blood by the time you get blood tested :)