TMI Tuesday #197

TMI Tuesday #197 - Nonsexual Edition
from TMI Tuesday by Professor Fate


1. The three words that best describe you are TALL, FUNNY, and LOYAL.

2. The three words that best describe your life are ELITE, FABULOUS and JOBLESS.

3. Your three guilty pleasures are REALITY TV.. that's it. Isn't that sad?

4. The three places you would like to visit before you die are BORA BORA, ITALY AND MALDIVE ISLANDS.

5. The three things you would like to do before you die are MEDITERRANEAN CRUISE, SKYDIVE, MORE SCUBA ADVENTURES.

Bonus (as in optional):If you were making Chris Milk's video "Last Day Dream" (below) what three to five flashes would be your life so far?

1- Me swimming. It was such a part of my life. Maybe me as a little girl swimming
2- Me in college smoking and getting high and basically partying it up
3- My time with the STB Ex husband and having him enlist
4- Me getting "married"
5- Me moving to a "big city" aka DC

Things changing

Well I am now living in Washington DC with my boyfriend, Pablo. Let's see, him and I are actually really different people. I am to the right of moderate and he is pretty liberal. His job involves government work, but hey, it's DC. A lot of people work for or with or about the Government so he is so into it. So he knows a lot. We recently had a discussion about Obama's health care reform. I am against it. He is for it. It basically got into a heated argument and he said to me that if we weren't already dating, that we would have just broken up.

It's weird. In past relationships I have loved someone completely. I miss when they are gone and I look forward to being with them. I look forward to doing things with them. With Pablo in the beginning, I would see him like twice a month for two weekends. So we would just be into each other. We would cuddle for an entire day. We wouldn't get out of bed but to use the restroom or get something to eat. Now that we live together, it's his life and it's my life and that takes over 85% of "our" lives.

Pablo is really trying to push me to be this independent person who doesn't NEED anyone but myself. This is a contradiction for me. I am a very independent person and i will do everything on my own if I can. That means, not asking for help and doing it myself, but I've always been a "huggy" kinda gal and I need to feel important and loved. I am lacking in that with Pablo.

I know that he loves me. I know I am important to him. If I bring this up, he feels that he doesn't want to be "the thing" in my life. Isn't that what a partner is supposed to be? I guess we all have a definition of what a partner means. I guess we all have a definition of what we want in life. I want to have a career. Not a job. I want to have family and friends that love me and make me laugh. I want to live in a nice place and I want to have a partner.

to me a partner is someone that you can walk beside and do fun things with. Someone that I can have an adventure with. Someone that lifts me up when I am down. Someone that loves me for who I am and appreciates it. Wow. I guess things do change over time. I don't want someone to support me financially (although since I don't have a job, Pablo is) but just be there for me. I want to feel wanted. I want to feel loved and right now, I only get that about 50% of the time.

I need to find that"wanted" feeling from Pablo or I'm afraid I'm not going to make it in this relationship. I'll figure out that I can be independent and that I don't need someone that doesn't give me enough of what I need.

TMI Tuesday

1. What do you think is the un-sexiest part of the body?
Hmmm... ear hair and nose hair I'd say. I know that it happens when you get older, but please, realize it and take care of it. Thanks.

2. Toilet paper: over, under, or what the hell are you talking about?
I am pretty insistent about it being over. I used to change my best friend's toilet paper when I'd go to her house.

3. Have you ever called in sick to stay in bed with a sexual partner?
Hmmm.. not sure, but I'd have to say yes. I'm assuming this b/c I love sex with Michael and I'd call off, if I had the time, to stay in bed and have sex with him all day.


4. Did your parents have a "birds & bees" talk with you? Id [wow, that's kind of a Freudian slip...I'm leaving it uncorrected] so, at what age?
They did not. I pretty much found out on my own, at 15, and then from friends. If I have children, which I doubt I will, I will talk to them openly and honestly about sex. It's not something to be scared of of frightened about, but you need to know certain things and how to protect yourself.


5. What is one thing someone could do to you to rock your world?
Rock my world? Is this said that pay my bills came to mind? I mean seriously, if someone were to pay my bills for say 2 months, I'd be much better off. Actually, Michael has done some many nice things for me. I think that's all it takes. Do something to let me know that you are thinking about me when I am in a totally tough situation.

Or, take me out to eat, then to a nice hotel with a jucuzzi tub and let's fuck like bunnies then order room service in the morning.


Bonus (as in optional):What does sex mean to you?
Wow. What does sex mean to me? It means a connection that I have between myself and another person. Weather it's for a night or for months and years. I love that connection. Looking into the other person's eyes and knowing that you are giving them pleasure as you are taking pleasure. I love the sweat with sex too. I mean, not too much, but enough to let me know we are both working at this. The release you get when you get off is insane. I love looking into his eyes when he does. I love the sounds that he makes.
Sex is like a freedom for me. Freedom from everything. I dont' worry about anything. I just enjoy and that's awesome.

Questions..... always questions

Why, when you have one thing figured out, or you think you do, and then something, some little nugget of something that has been implanted in your brain acts up and causes you to have crazy thoughts and to have emotions that you just can't control? I have a great man. He loves me. He takes care of me. Am I forcing it? Am I forcing myself to feel that this is right? I am about to move to Washington DC to be with him and to start a new life. Am I a fool? I love him I do. I just think that I need to get some things off of my chest and then we can go from there.

*He had said previously to me "you don't mind if I still flirt right?"
I mean, I should be strong enough to know who I am and that he loves me. I know this. Flirt? I mean, I know people do it. I think I was just more stupified by him asking. I guess that's better then me finding out about it. He means online. He has friends that he has had "things" with online and in person. He wants to continue those friendships and some of them are flirty. I guess, most people do the flirting and their significant other doesn't find out. This time he actually comes out and tells me that he wants to flirt. Is that any better then doing it behind my back? I honestly, just don't know. I do believe that I need to talk to him about this and just get it out on the table.

*He has been super busy before. Especially around the election. He actually was very busy for months prior to the election. I hardly talked to him and basically he knew that I was available and he could contact me when he wanted. It's just that he never did. That severely hurt me. Hurt me to the core. He could have, while on the toilet or walking somewhere or just 30 seconds free he could have texted. He just didn't. So today, I haven't heard from him and I just wanted to make sure that he was shot or stabbed somewhere. He texted me back that he was super busy. Which, again, is totally fine. Just a quick hello would have been fine. Yet nothing. Then I get an e-mail from him telling me that he loves me and can't wait to see me and how he was talking me up to Celeste b/c she was having relationship questions. Ummm.... he can talk to her through out the day, but he can't send me a text? I just think that's bunk.

*I don't like how I feel that I am always the one doing the changes for him. Like my temper. I have an awful one. Awful. It's awful. I know that I need just a couple of minutes to be very angry and then I can be very rational and I can talk about why I'm angry and what lead me to that and then we can work on that. However, Michael can not deal with that. He has to work things out right then and there. Why is it that I have to change? I mean, I can totally try and work with him to make things better, but I mean, why is it that I have to change?

I just really need to talk to him about this. It just never seems to be a good time. Like I'd liek to talk to him about it tonight. I need to ask him and talk to him about things before I move in with him. I don't want to lead him on. I don't want to sacrifice myself either.

Well see where this goes. Wish me luck!

TMI Tuesday

1. What was the last movie you saw in a theater?
I'm going with Rocknrolla which, honestly, I really enjoyed. I love British movies like that and esp movies by Guy Ritchie. Why Guy Ritchie? Because then he can get money and that stupid bitch Madonna won't get it.


2. What is your favorite movie theater snack?
I love anything gummy or chewing (insert joke here), but just give me movie theater butter popcorn and a soda and I'm totally a happy girl.

3. Have you ever snuck in 'outside' food into a theater?
Who hasn't? I think that's just a way of life. I haven't done it recently though. Maybe I should and it'll bring back my stealing side.


4. Have you ever made out in a theater?
No not even in High School. I think well, it's kind of tacky to make out in a theater crowded with people. Now if there are just like 10 or so scattered people, sure. Make it happen.


5. What is the 'farthest' you have gone in a theater?
Well this one redneck dude that my friend tried to set me up with in like 9th grade tried to go down my pants. I was like "umm.. hellll naw" I don't think so douche. I think he was too short and his arms too short oh and my pants too tight for him to try anything.


Bonus (as in optional): What is one of your favorite movie sex scene?
Ummm.. I honestly don't remember. So I'm thinking if I don't remember that ones that I was like, "oh that's hot" were not that memorable.

random

All I have to say is, I love this man. I really do. I know that we butt heads on a few things, mostly political views, but seriously, I will fight to keep whatever it is that we have, around. Whatever spark (and I hate that word) is here, I will not let it go out. However, I am not the only one in this so I know it's not just up to me. Note to any of my friends that read this, don't invite us to spend the night anywhere b/c we will have sex somewhere in your house.

On friday night, we had sex on the couch downstairs in my cousin's house. Her one roommate was up and down all night going around into the kitchen. I wouldn't have cared if he had walked in on us. I just don't give a shit. Our sex life is that spectacular.

Inauguration 2009!!!

So I decided that since Al Gore is in DC and that's where the inauguration.. the historic inauguration is going to be held, that I wanted to be there. They were saying that upwards of 4 million people could be there. Al and I think AT LEAST 2 million. So, here is a re-cap of my weekend.

Friday: I drove out to Philly to meet Al and to go see Adele at the Theater of the Living Arts. The venue was pretty cool. It was an old movie theater and the downstairs part was sloped. There was a balcony and all around the left side and the back. That's where Al and I were. Adele is amazing. She is just so normal with an amazing voice. It's so soulful. We had a great time there. It was really really really cold though. I think we only walked 3(ish) blocks to my car and that sucked.

We then spend Friday night and Saturday at my cousin and her boyfriend's house. It was fine. They have a 4 bedroom house and they have two roommates. They have 2 dogs and 3 cats. Al and I were supposed to sleep up in their room and we just couldn't do it. We went into their bedroom and there were 2 cats in there. We just looked at the cats and were like.. Ummm.. yeah. No we'll sleep downstairs.

Well let's just say that I didn't sleep a whole lot that night. the couch was pretty uncomfortable. So we drove home on Sat. but stopped at the King of Prussia mall. We found this amazing coat. It was a Ralph Lauren, black coat that looked AMAZING on me. I wanted it so badly, but I didn't want to spend the money on it. However, it looked so good on me that Al bought if for me. Ok.. you know what? Al Gore and I are officialy a thing so you knkow what? I'm going to call him by his first name. Michael.

Ok.. so Michael bought it for me and I love him for me. It was amazing looking and I can't wait to wear it to my interviews down in DC.