I’m thinking about taking the LSAT again in December, but I don’t think I can realistically do well in the short amount of time that I have.  I just need to get motivated to do it.  Do something.  I don’t know if I can keep working this job.  It’s good money, but DAMN!  

Hello _,

I hope you are having a good day.  I wanted to let you know that I have received an email from one of your neighbors stating that there has been loud music coming from your apartment that has been disruptive to them in the mornings.  Can you please keep that in mind as you play your music or TV?  Thank you for your understanding-

A.

ME?!?! Loud music coming from my apartment in the morning?  That’s not me.  I admit my music might have been a tad loud Sunday morning.  I’ve been living here over a year, and never had anyone complain about me being loud.  I did get a new neighbor upstairs about a month or so ago.  She or he is probably the one that complained, if it was really me that was being noisy.   That bish upstairs has been quite noisy themselves. HRMP!   Anyway, I replied with an apology.

He came over tonight.  The sex was good.  He talked entirely too much before and after.  I was in the mood to do the damn thang, not chit chat and catch up on shit.  Dude lingered around for about after an hour!

UGH!

Anyway, about the iPhone 4!

I copped the iPhone 4 back in June.  I pre-ordered at the local AT&T store and it arrived in about 3 weeks.  I was anxious for the speed and the ability to multitask.  My I dealt with the sluggishness of the iPhone 3G for over a year.  When my old coworkers got their 3GS in 09, I was JEALOUS!  It was sooo fast.  I almost took advantage of my early upgrade which would have been March of this year, but knowning a new iPhone was most likely to released during the summer, I decided to just wait.  And what an excruciating painful wait it was.  I began to loath my phone.  After I got my iPad, I neglected the iPhone quite a bit and only used it for calls and to play music in the car.

So when the iPhone finally came, I was giggly with happiness.  I wasn’t as happy as when I first experienced the iPhone and it’s slick UI, but I was happy with the speed and the multitasking.

Unfortunately, my iPhone 4 suffered from the antenna and proximity sensor issues.  I dealt with the antenna probably by not holding it wrong.  As far as the proximity senor issue, I tried to keep the phone close to my head as possible or either use the speaker on the phone or used my headset.  So either issue wasn’t a deal breaker for me.   I’ve had dropped calls due to the antenna and the proximity senor going awry.

Since the antenna issue was made a big stink, Apple gave those who purchased iPhone 4s a free iPhone 4 case of their choosing.  I chose the Belkin Shield Micra case.  It’s nice and simple.  It does had a little bit of thickness to the sides and back, but to me, it makes it easier to hold.  I intended on taking really good care of this one so that I could sell it in the future in mint condition (well I hope to anyway, bearing I don’t have any accidents with it).  I sold my 3G to my brother.  He’s already on AT&T with his BlackBerry Bold and prefers to it since he does a lot of text input.  He’ll mainly use it for games and to play music.

Over all, I’m very happy with the iPhone4.  If the iPhone5 is  significantly better than the the 4, I might do an early early upgrade. =D

And last night after I had my turkey sub from subway, I stayed on the toilet in the wee hours in the morning. I don’t know what’s been going on with my digestive system lately but it’s been mad at me.

At the liquor store, right when I was checking out and reaching for my wallet, a guy came in to the store (to my register) and said someone lost this. It was my wallet! I was sooo blown. I thanked the dude after I came to my senses. God had mercy on me even though He knew I was about to get tipsy! Shame on me!

A few days after I got back from MD, I was extremely horny so, I texted D to see what he was up to:

Just what I wanted to hear!

Admittedly, D is one of the most attractive people I’ve ever messed with, and he’s a top which is a big plus.  So, I was excited that he was in the mood for some ass as well!   I left work early that day so I could come home and get cleaned up good.  Shortly after he arrived, he took a shower; I love this boy’s hygiene.   He walked out of bathroom still with the towel wrapped around him.  He sat on the couch and took a call.  I was kind of annoyed at that, but I wasn’t going to let it stop me from messing with him.  I started nuzzling his neck and letting my hands explore his chest.  I licked his neck a bit and found my way to his nipples.  One of my hands made it’s way to his hard on.  It was bigger than I remembered last.  While I was fondling his erection, he reached for my dick and began stroking it gently.  I was surprised he did this since other times he didn’t pay my dick any attention. I’m one of those bottoms who loves to have his dick touched.  There’s nothing hotter than a top that can give some good head!  At least if you’re not going to suck my dick, eat my ass.  Neither of which D has done.  He’s not all that into foreplay, which I LOVE! If he wasn’t so cute….

When I gave both nipples adequate attention (and while he was still on the phone), I dove right in.  I gave him some expert head to coax him off the phone.  The conversation as going on too long and I was ready to be pounded.  It was either my skills or the conversation he as having was expiring, for he wasn’t on the phone long with him inside my mouth.

Shortly after he hung out, we made our way to my bedroom.  I got my mouth back on his dick, but it wasn’t long before he wanted inside me.

I had the condoms and lube nearby so I wouldn’t have to get off the bed.   I strapped him up, lubed him down and applied some lube to myself.   He was the last guy that penetrated me and that was MONTHS ago.   Even with his size, it was still an ordeal for me.  By the time I could settle into his strokes, he came.  Not as long as the last time he, but I wished it last a little bit longer since I was getting use to it at his climax.

After he collapsed on top of me, I remember him saying, “I need a book.”

“A book?” I asked.

“Yeah on how to make it last longer.”

I giggled inside.  I’ve had guys that came a lot quicker than he did.  I tried to assure him that it was probably my tight ass, and since he hadn’t had any in a while, he wasn’t going to last that long anyway.

I rolled over on my back and he continue to lay on me.  He laid there on top of me longer than he was inside.  He kept moaning and I was there holding him and rubbing his head and back.  It felt nice.

After a bit, D got up, cleaned up and got dressed.  I secretly wanted him to stay.  He told me about his birthday plans that weekend.  He invited me to his birthday party he was having in a little town nearby me with some friends of his this Friday.   Well, it was more like, “If you want to go” type of invite.  I told him that I would go.  He hugged me and he left.

I called him that Friday afternoon, but got his voicemail.  I left a message telling him that I didn’t want to go to the party.  Since he told me he planned on getting drunk, that he wasn’t going to be driving back that night, I decided not to go.  I didn’t want to drive myself somewhere unfamiliar at night in the woods if I didn’t have to either, and I didn’t want to sleep in a house full of strangers either.  I just didn’t feel comfortable.

He called the next day to ask me why I didn’t go and I told him.  He sounded slightly upset. Maybe he really wanted me there and it was his birthday.  Was I being selfish?  He told me that he didn’t even get that drunk and he could have driven me home.

I told friend about what happened and he feels that D was/is upset with me for not going to his birthday party.  A few weeks later, I asked D was he mad at me.  He said that he should be.  He didn’t say about what.  I told him, I wanted to take him out to “make it up” to him.  I really didn’t feel that I should since we aren’t together.  But he if really feels like that, I felt like he should have said something.  At least I would know his feelings.

Anyway, I haven’t spoken with D in weeks; no texts or IMs.  I see him log in on Yahoo IM, but I’m always initiate the conversation.  He never hits me up first.  I decided weeks ago that no more chasing D.  If he really wants a friendship/relationship, he needs to make contact.  I’ve done enough!

When we “hung” out, he texted me Sunday afternoonish asking me what I was doing.  I was napping when he sent the text.  Of course all excited about getting some attention from Mr. D, I texted him back saying I wasn’t doing anything.  He wanted to go to Atlanta and hang out at the park (Piedmont of all places).  I was down to get out of the house and spending some time with him, though it was a little late in the afternoon.  I found out that he had been at home all week because he was recovering from surgery in his groin area (inner thigh).  Supposedly he had a tumor or growth in the area that was causing him pain.  He finally had it removed, but was told to take it easy by his doctor.

Knowing that he doesn’t like driving on the interstate, I knew that I would have been driving, but I didn’t mind.   I made they trek through lonely back roads and rolling green hills to his home.  While I was driving on my way to his place the wind was blowing briskly and I noticed quite a bit of debris on the road.  We’ve had storms in the area over the weekend.  I suspected that another weather system was in the area.  After about an hour and some change, I arrived at his place and I could see that he was moving slow from the pain and taking care not to put too much stress on his bandages.

Instead of going to Atlanta, he suggested that we go to Newnan, Georgia and grab a bite to eat out there.  The trip was still about an hour and half or so to Newnan.   He was in the mood for some Asia food so I suggested the place our family use to go to when  I was a kid.   I had a Thai dish and he got sweet and sour chicken.  He’s not a fan of spicy food.  It was kinda nice to hang out with him.  We talked for a bit; nothing too serious.  But I enjoyed his company there and even while riding in the car.  It kinda felt like a date.

It was dark by the time we made our way back.  By time I got back to his place, it started to sprinkle.  We hugged and we pecked on the lips.  I was dreading driving unfamiliar roads in the dark and wet, but it wasn’t bad.  I was alone with my thoughts contemplating my feelings for D.

He texted me early in the evening on Saturday asking how I was doing.  We went back and forth exchanging pleasantries.  Later on in the evening I started to become particularly horny.  I grew tired of jacking off alone and watching porn to get off on.  I longed for a warm body (and especially a warm mouth on my dick) to feel. I texted E back to see what he was doing.  He replied that he was at a party.   Oh well, that went out the window.  I loaded up some porn, grabbed the lube, handled business and had a satisfying nut.

On yesterday, my tweeps got me in the mood to cook.  On of my followers mentioned she was having beef short ribs.  I decided to have some too, but Walmart didn’t have any.  I with went the chuck tender steaks.  I had the taste for some mac and cheese and collard greens.  I made an apple pie for dessert.  The mac and cheese was made from no fat cheese.  Never again.  I ended up cooking it too long because I was wanting it to brown.  Brown it did, but the “cheese” got a little tough.  Never again.

While eating dinner and watching my new favorite TV show, Leverage, I get a text from E asking me what I am doing.  I told him.  I asked what he was doing and he said that he was laying in the bed horny as usual.  Mmmm Hmm was my thought.  So I asked if he wanted to come over and he did and we made a plan to hook up later that night.

I picked him up from campus around 8:20pm last night.  He’s a college student and doesn’t have a car so I looked over that one little issue.  We got back to my place about 10 minutes later and we proceded to get naked.  As usual with him, I started to suck him off.  He started off standing with me on my knees.  His dick slightly curves upward and I’m short, so I asked him to get on the bed so I could have a better angle of attack.  E isn’t big, bigger than D though.  His shaft is thicker than his dick head which makes sucking him weird, but I do my best.  E gave me a little feedback so I know he was enjoying it; he doesn’t give much feedback or encouragement.  Talk dirty to me dammit!

I made my way up to his nipples and spent quality time with each one slightly nibbling and sucking.  Since he wasn’t giving me much feedback in that department, I started to make my way back to his dick when he surprised me by saying, “hold on, I want to kiss you.”

Now E, is an adorable little 19 year old.  He’s about 5’10″ 5’11″, weighs about 225 lbs, dark skinned, neatly trimmed haircut and mustache.  He also smells good.  Boy’s hygiene is on point.  His lips are very soft which made kissing him interesting.  I’ve been told I have some “soft ass lips” and if they are anything like his, hrmm…  I have mixed feelings. LOL  Normally I don’t kiss my hook ups.  Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE to kiss, but it’s a very intimate thing for me to kiss someone.  I pretty much have to be attracted to you and or have some sort of feelings for me to even want to put my lips to yours.  With the right guy, I would love to be held and kissed all night long over sex.  And I like to keep my hook ups in that hook up category.

Anyway, we are kissing for a while, I mean, like really making out.  Drunk session making out at that.  I was on top of him at first.  I rolled to the side to see if I could get him on top of me and it worked.  Then I told him to get on my dick.  I don’t like telling; just do it. #nikebitch     His head game ain’t bad, but he’s getting better. lol

So we start kissing again, with him on top.  A few moments later he’s like, “I want to feel you on top of me.” Dammit, I was just thinking the same thing.  Here I go “dyking” again.

We grinded on top of each other’s back a little bit.  I ended up cumming while grinding on him.  While I was cleaning up, he asked me, “You want to play with my hole daddy?” Umm, no nigga. GTFOH! “Sure I’ll finger you while you jack off,” was my reply.

So this nigga, spread eagles, and starts to jack off.  I lube up a finger and start fingering him.  I don’t even finger myself, so I don’t know if what I’m doing is good for him or not and I’m totally not getting anything out of it.  I derive no pleasure from fingering or licking a dude’s booty hole.  Now if I was fucking, that would be another story.   So as E gets close to his climax, he lifts his legs higher in the air.  WTF?!? I was sooo done.

His profile says vers/top, but he’ll end up being a super bottom. LOL  Maybe I’m wrong for that, but he shows all the signs.  Calling me daddy, (which I don’t appreciate), wanting someone on top of him and throwing that ass back.  Umm hmm.  I feel him on that because that’s how I am, a bottom or at least vers/bottom.

I have tired to psych myself up to be more versatile, and I can be, but it just feels funny to be in that “top” dominate role for me.  I’m not one of those who can flip the script like that.  I wish I could; maybe I wouldn’t be single.  

I’m not ready for cougar status.