Posts Tagged ‘women’

Computer Engineering, Human Sexuality and Knitting

Friday, February 8th, 2008

Starting with last nights post: “ooops”.  I wrote that from a night of heavy drinking (really awesome!) and that post originated from getting an email from my webhits logger.  I keep a syn capture running *just in case* I get a DOS attack.  Seeing I do not get a lot of hits, I had a low threshold.  Last night, I got an email telling me my throughput was increased by 600%.  Drinking and blogging is not a good idea and thus my stupid post.  I wont remove it, but I had to mention that :)

Today I had to present at Concordia University in the heart of Montreal.  I was early, as always, and I had time to kill.  I explored the building and noticed a LOAD of sex posters, from STD studies, to kama sutra group sessions, to sex advice, to forms of new birth control, and more if I kept looking.  This was all around the computer studies department, which was very amusing to me.  This is Quebec, this is Montreal, so I should have expected this and not been as surprised.  What caught me off guard was the knitting club being advertised too.

So there you have it, come to Concordia, learn computer engineering, find a partner and knit! 

Knitting Poster

#! ’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?