remember when you were a kid? remember being told by adults to "ignore them and when they don't get a reaction, they'll stop"?
it never worked, did it? Here's why.
small children and arseholes have the highest boredom-thresholds on earth. this is what happens when OCD meets after-shave.
work today was spent surrounded by these fools and their running commentary on my supposed sex-life.
funny, today's not been too hard on the nicotine front, either. if anything, throwing myself into the Female Supremacy group every morning before work is like a self-esteem injection before i leave the house!
oh, and i wrote a little of my personal/romantic history to post up to the group.
and these nightly chats with Her are really helping, too! no idea how long they'll last, but while She seems - and sounds - this pleased to hear from me every night, i'll make myself available to Her.
we only spoke for an hour last night. She was in a hurry to get somewhere, She said. still, in that hour, we worked through a number of points.
tam's still in my thoughts. ok, any pervert knows what it feels like to pass through one of these huge, life-changing self-alterations. not recognising yourself and having to grow to accept a new you.
but to go through all that all over again? the first time's bad enough - in the dark - but feeling it kick in again? knowing how long and how hard it's gonna be?
i think i communicated this to Ms Simone last night.
nothing from tam or Stella today, come to think of it. i hope they're ok.
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