Cookies, Working Out, Lochai, Canceled Plans, Great Sex, Forced Orgasms. It’s Been a Busy 24 Hours

I was going to try to write a journal entry last night, but things got all fucked up.  That seems to happen a lot in my life.

I finally made my connection with my pharmacist for my herbal prescription, so I went by his place to pick that up and even took him some cookies - the real kind, made fresh and gooey.  I ate one, but only one because I have re-committed to my ridiculously strict eating program that consists of mostly not eating.

I started running again yesterday and I was really worried that it would suck, but I did run for half an hour and I ran almost the same distance I used to run, so I haven’t lost too much.  I have definitely lost muscle and gained fat as I’ve been injured at least half of this year.  That sucks.  Motivation of the even remote possibility of shooting with Lochai someday is enough motivation to make me lose the final two sizes I need to lose to be a 4.

So running with my friend, Mike like the good old days when I still taught there.  It was really fun and really good for me in a hundred different ways.  The fucker, though…  I texted him last night, “Workout tomorrow?”  and he says, “I never workout on Saturdays.”   Shit.  And it’s a Holiday Weekend.  I fucking hate holidays.  I do.  There is never any benefit to me in holidays.  There’s no mail, everything is closed, the doctors will not refill your prescriptions on weekends or holidays, and nobody’s around.

I digress…

I left my cookie friend’s house and found out that M wouldn’t be able to keep our Friday night dinner date/fireworks in uptown from his place because of some multimillion deal he’s working on.  Okay, I get it.  A multimillion dollar deal takes precedence over dinner, but fuck.  I hate making plans and having them canceled.  I understand, don’t get me wrong - no hard feelings.  I have had to cancel on him due to family obligations before, but fuck!  He is married to his job - I am married to my family.

I came home and had a million things I wanted to get done.  If I’m not going to be out doing something then I should work.  But MDS has been feeling a little left out lately and required attention, undivided put the computer and the cell phone away attention.  So with anxiety I sat and did nothing for hours.  I know it’s good for me to do that sometimes, but it seems very unproductive.

We had great sex.  I’ll write about it on Mr. and Mrs. Kink, though.   Seems a better place for it.  I did think about Lochai coming in my mouth as I came…  I’d say that’s what put me over the top.  I texted him to tell him so this morning, too.

So now it’s Saturday.  I was awakened with a cock in my mouth and a Silver Bullet on my clit.  I was forced to come twice before I could get up and start the day.   Now I have to figure out what to do first.  It’s not a matter of what to do, just what to do first.  There’s so much to do.

I need something.  I just don’t know what it is.