no sex for… me, apparently.

8 09 2009

I was tickled pink to see that I got a response from people on my last post! So glad people are helping me think of things to write about! Keep it going!

The question was by Miss Rambles: What is the longest either have you have gone with NO sex?

I mean, who really likes to talk about the lack of sex in their life? It’s just not fun. So when I saw the question, I had to definitely pick at my brain to think of the last time I was in a serious sex rut. I’ve always been pretty good at gettin’ some.

Let me break this down for you: When things went to shit with Asshole Ex before I broke up with him, I went on a “no-sex” strike– not really sure who I was punishing more, really–which was probably for a month, maybe more. But as soon as I moved back home, Christina invited me to College Town, like the good friend she is, and I’m almost positive I broke the streak the second visit. After that it was really twice a month, I’m guessing, that I was in College Town visiting Christina and fucking on her living room floor (well, maybe it wasn’t the floor everytime…). After that I found a boyfriend in Big Town it was a pretty regular thing– but that was The Facemaker, so I had to put an end to that one. Also dated Christina’s boyfriend’s brother, who lived a couple hours away, so I’d get some about every other weekend. After many failed relationships, I decided that since I had built relationships with guys in Big Town, I might as well use that to my advantage… so I had my share of fuck-buddies there for a while, and was for sure getting action at least once a month until I moved. Ugh. I was in a pretty huge sex drought, I moved in November, Mr. Cling helped a little once or twice in November/December, and after that I stopped seeing him for obvious reasons and was without sex until I met STS, which was probably about 2 months. So… to answer your question: 2 months. Does that make me a whore? And what’s the longest you have all gone without hiding the sausage (or in some cases, little smokies)?

Let’s not even get started on my current situation, though. I’m starting on a long streakas we speak. STS and I broke up in early August, and I’m pretty sure the last time we got down and dirty was a day or so before, so I’m working on a good month right now. And I actually think I’m becoming a bit depressed even thinking about it. Fuck me.

tfln of the day: (619): thanks for being my friend even though im irresponsible with my vagina

Teaser: My next post I’ll be answering Christina’s question, “have you ever, I dunno, gotten drunk on a boat with a boy you only recently met and gone skinnydipping with some illegal substances maybe (or maybe not) involved?” She obviously knows more than you. And you aren’t gonna wanna miss this.

exesandoh!s,
Court





yes, there will be a pop-quiz to follow.

18 08 2009

I’m glad there are still some people following the blog! I thought for sure when we got back on here everyone would have completely forgotten about us.

Good to know I was wrong! Thank you for the warm welcome back! I’m going to try to get Christina back on here as well. I know we’ve both been busy.  She’s got The Purse currently, don’t worry, we’ve still been sending it back and forth and writing in our journal, but haven’t had enough time to actually log onto wordpress and catch you all up on our lives.

Oh, I got a new desk! Which is what I’ve needed all along… somewhere for my laptop to sit so that I don’t keep going in and out of a wireless connection. So now I have no excuses.

Anyway, to fill you all in (on what you really haven’t missed out on):
*Mid-May: I moved (5 hours away from STS).
*Late-May: I left to be in my sister’s wedding the day after moving day, therefore leaving the new house with unopened boxes for a week to have some much-needed family time (which included getting to see Christina!!!!!!!), and I also saw The Facemaker at the wedding, ugh.
*End of May: I got back, was able to unpack and situate myself and work for a couple of months. Decided to start Weight Watchers to lose a few pounds.
*Late July: Went on a 2-week vacation to the mountains. Beautiful. STS and I decided to “take a break” because of the long-distance situation we had going on. Sprained my ankle while stumbling down the stairs drunk, while on vacation (and hanging out with a very cute guy, also drunk). Gave the cute guy head (don’t judge.) Played beer pong. Skinny-dipped.
*Mid-August: Got a visit from the other sister, spent most of our time as tourists in Big City (close to where I live now).
*Early this week: Got another visit, but from an old High School friend who was in the area, a very nice surprise! Watched all 6 seasons of Sex and The City, and also the movie.

So there you have it. Nothing too exciting. Alright, so since I’ve been gone for so long, I’m sure I have well over 2,000 unread GoogleReader messages that I’m probably not going to be able to get to… Anyone willing on catching me up on their life since we’ve been gone in a paragraph?

exes and oh!s,
Court

P.S. How does Tease Me Tuesday sound to you?





The Facemaker

16 12 2008

Enter: The Facemaker. He was 23 (I was 19, and hadn’t quite met MBD yet) when we first met, and a handsome man. Outside of the bedroom, that is. I was introduced to him when I moved in with Older Sister, since I didn’t know anyone in Big Town.We hit it off when we first met. I actually think we might have done a little bumping and grinding that night after a drink or two. And we actually did date for about a year on and off after meeting. Moving on…

Not all of us are lucky enough to experience this one. Let me go into a bit further detail: You’re with your significant– or not so significant– other. It’s getting hot and heavy. You make it to the bed kitchen counter and start making sexy time. You’re both having a fucking blast, waking up the neighbors, car alarms going off, utensils flying… having a grand old time… Then you happen to take a glance at his/her face and… that moment is… over. Fuck.

Ever had one of these? Where their face looked something like this? I mean, it’s not that they aren’t enjoying themselves, because they obviously are. It’s just that, they’re loving it so much that they can’t control making it look like they are needing to run to the nearest bathroom to take care of some business.

It honestly wasn’t the only reason The Facemaker and I aren’t together any longer, I mean, I can be shallow… but turning the lights off can fix that one if I was really interested in him.

So who’s experienced the bad sex face? Or something else that made you lose complete interest in the activity?


Ugh, no wild experiences to share in Smaller Town yet. The Purse and I have been laying low. I was debating on going for a run recently by the hot construction workers, but the fucking snow decided that it was going to blanket the entire county. Fuck snow. Construction workers don’t work when there’s snow every fucking where.

Quote of the day:
“I’m thinking balls are to men what purses are to women. It’s just a little bag, but we feel naked in public without it.”
-Carrie Bradshaw, SATC

exes and oh!‘s,
Court