Yeah, I barely got anything done this weekend. I did get in some so-so sleep, so I guess there’s that. The good “so” was more about length than quality, but sometimes you just take what you can get, right? Unfortunately, I really didn’t get through much of my weekend plans. The plan was to sort my shit and figure out what to keep, donate, trash, sell, or leave in limbo. I didn’t so much accomplish that. It was a very simple plan, and I more or less failed at it. Well, I didn’t fail. I just didn’t make much progress. So yeah… I failed. Whatever, we’ll just start again this evening.
I also broke my “no booze” streak and tossed back a few (too many), leading to a pretty rough Sunday. As it is, I still feel a little rough right now on Monday morning. I also look a little rough. I’m not sure if it qualifies as gin blossoms or something else, but I seem to have acquired a new thing where I kind of… I don’t know, break out. I get some sort of rash or bumpliness about my cheeks and forehead when I drink. Man. As if I needed another reason to put the breaks on. Looks like I’ll start that over this evening as well.
So I don’t know, seems like as good a time as ever to tighten up on that one. There’s a Belgian beer festival that I’d like to do this Friday, but really shouldn’t. After all, completely dry weekends are difficult for me. Starting the weekend off with a beer fest can’t possibly help.
No big revelations today and kinda re-hashy. But there it is. Hittin’ the no-booze for a while, gotta finish my sorting/cleaning thing, and maybe I should bring this latest development up to my doctor the next time I visit. On to other things.
About my Bootycall Forecast. Seems it’s about as accurate as the local weather forecasts it’s based on. I got no ass at all this weekend. I’d say that was at least 90% my own fault, mostly because of the sorting, sleeping, and sipping. Future sex might also be difficult. Booty-butts can sometimes lead to the drink. I’m sure that doesn’t require any explanation, but the basic idea is that it’s sometimes easier to do a one-time/first-time thing if you’ve both had a little social lubricant and booze is one of the best lubes for that machine. But if I’m to avoid drinking I also have to avoid (for at least a while) those activities that lead me to it most frequently. So that puts a lot of possible sex on hold for a while.
That’s a much bigger bummer for me than maybe others, or at least than others tend to let on. I don’t know how ya’ll are doing it, but knockin’ boots tends to be pretty helpful to me. It both calms me and motivates me. I don’t know how it works, I just know that it does. And when I miss out on bumping uglies for too long, I start to get kinda jittery and irritable. I start to get kinda shitty. So I think what I’m going to do is maybe give a call to an old hookup. Old in the sense that I haven’t caught up with her in a while. Not in the sense that she’s elderly. She’s not. Why would you think that?
The deal is – she can handle what I’m into, isn’t a drinker, will probably be perfectly cool with me showing up to do ma’ thang and just leave, and may even get me a little high on the marijuana pots. Some good booty a little herb tends to lead to a really good night’s sleep. I’ve not had one of those in far too long. Seems like a good plan.
tl;dr – Re-up on the booze-break, this last weekend kinda sucked, continue with my sort/clean/sell/donuts, call a chick I used to fool around with to get a little high and fool with her butt a bit.
I have a few other features that I’m trying to add, but a combination of current life-style changes along with certain busy/lazy crossroads are maybe going to keep them from happening right away. I don’t know, we’ll see what up wiff it.