By Honey on Dec 26, 2009 in Sex | comments(3)
Our Christmas 2009 was pretty awesome. The best part was hanging out with friends – one of Jake’s friends had us over for dinner on Wednesday night, with plenty of wine drinking and some board games, and last night we went over to one of my friend’s houses for Christmas dinner (and the hostess was Filipino so there was tons of amazing food). Not to mention that my friend’s dad is extremely wealthy and had some projects in mind that led to him asking for Jake’s business card, always a good thing.
On Christmas Eve, we had a sushi lunch and then headed over to Fascinations, where Jake bought me a sexy red Santa’s helper dress with white trim complete with jingle bells, a thong, and a Santa hat (sorry, I couldn’t right-click). Continued
By Honey on Dec 23, 2009 in Health | comments(1)
Well, much like last year, I’ve been sick! About 5 folks from our office all got hit at the same time. So I’ve been drinking gallons of orange juice and eating nothing but bread – two things I usually avoid but which have been the only things I can stomach for the last 5 days. I’m finally on the mend enough to come in to work today and put out the inevitable fires that sprung up in my absence and which, apparently, I am the only one able to solve. The joys of being utterly indespensible, eh?
But I get to leave at 3 today, and Jake is probably leaving early as well. Then we have a four-day weekend, followed next week by a five-day weekend when we go to Vegas for New Year’s! I’m totally stoked.
By Honey on May 28, 2008 in Sex | comments(4)
Setup: The City
First of all, warning! I decided to throw an explicit account of my weekend out there because, hey, single people aren’t the only ones who have sex Here goes…on a non-sex related note, Seattle’s beautiful, though I have to say as a city it’s not my style (I prefer San Francisco and Boston…different as they are from each other). I was there for a conference and the BF came along for the ride. We stayed at the Westin with a friend of mine, Diane. We were supposed to have one other roomie, Rita, but she had some family stuff come up and cancelled at the last minute.
Diane was kind of concerned that she’d be a third wheel (fifth wheel?) and repeatedly told us that if we wanted “coupletime,” to just let her know and she’d clear out. The BF and I thought this was pretty funny and would shout “couple time!” whenever she looked like she was about to fall asleep, when she was working on her conference presentation, whatever. Continued
By Honey on May 23, 2008 in Relationships | comments(8)
Okay, so I don’t know if there’s anything that can really be done about this, but a) I figure you all will let me know if you can think of something, and b) at least this way I get to vent. The BF has a friend that I’m not crazy about. We’ll call him Dick. We’ve hung out with Dick and his girlfriend, Jane, at their house a couple of times. We’ve also hung out with just Dick (significant, as I’ll mention later) publicly–restaurants, beer fests, that sort of thing. Dick is fun enough, though you can tell that he thinks a lot more of himself than any other reasonable person would. But he’s done/said some smarmy things that make me kinda uncomfortable. Continued
By Lance on Mar 30, 2008 in Relationships | comments(24)
This is part 3 of my FB thread. Part 1 is how we met, part 2 is how we closed the deal. This post includes the reflections and insights I had on the process of obtaining an FB. At the bottom I tell the story of how I fucked up a past relationship in true chode-like fashion.
Here are my takeaways:
By Lance on Feb 22, 2008 in Relationships | comments(8)
I ain’t gonna lie. I love fuck buddies. I think it’s the best thing since sliced bread.
I look around and I see variations of the FB relationship EVERYWHERE…it’s a commonplace thing. I first heard the term in college and realized that everybody was doing it. If you weren’t embroiled in a serious relationship, you were getting laid, and your partner was basically a fuck buddy.
(Excuse me. Would either of you like to be my fuck buddy?)