HNT: Ring.

It occurs to me that I should've posted this in December but, honestly, I doubt that anyone even drops by here anymore anyway so I doubt anyone would've missed it or cared one way or the other.

But, for those interested in what's going on with me, there's my news.

Pardon my absence.

You may have noticed that I haven't blogged much as of late, and if you're the type that keeps coming back here hoping to read something new from me, I apologize for that.

There are a lot of things that I could blame for me not writing. I've been a lot busier than I thought that I would be, trying to juggle class work and regular work and having a relationship and getting ready to close on a house and ...

While that's a great excuse, I guess, for why I haven't been blogging, the real reason is far more simple: I haven't really felt like it.

All of the busy-ness I have going on plays a part, sure. I have to pour energy into those activities that, during the summer, I could pour into blogging. But, even when I have time and energy to blog, I just haven't felt much like doing it.

I'm sure there are things worth writing about that you'd enjoy reading. There are many stories I've yet to tell. And, as soon as I find the time and the energy and the motivation to share them, I will.

Until then, thank you for stopping in. And, please pardon my absence.

TMI Tuesday #209

1. Which ONE do you wish you had more of in bed... romance, experimentation or foreplay?
I have plenty of romance and we're never really lacking for foreplay (to the point that sometimes that's all we get to), so I guess I'd have to go with experimentation.

2. What is your worst habit?
I bite my fingernails some, but I guess my worst habit is that I talk about myself too much (go figure, right?).

Given the chance, I will entirely dominate a conversation talking about how whatever thing that was just mentioned is something that I've had some relatable experience with and spin that off into an entirely different and only tangentially related story until I realize that, rather than listening to what the other person had to say, I've managed to blab on entirely too long about myself.

3. Do you take compliments well?
No.

I tend to be of the mindset that, if someone is complimenting me, they obviously don't know the real me or they wouldn't be able to see whatever it is they're complimenting me on because of all of my other far more obvious deficiencies.

But, I'm working on it.

4. Do you think more about the past, present or future?
I've been firmly in future mode lately.

(Which is why blog posts here are kind of wavering from how and where I started. I'm not really thinking much about the past anymore. Sorry, guys.)

5. Do you feel everyone has a soulmate?
I haven't ever really liked the word "soulmate," necessarily, but I do think that everyone has a person out there that will understand them entirely and love them fully.

Bonus (as in optional): "Where Would You Wish To Wake Up?"
Today? Somewhere tropical with pale blue sky and golden white sand and a deep blue ocean that stretches to the horizon out as far as the eye can see. Ask me again tomorrow and it may be different.

Confession #40: The one that is purposefully ambiguous.

Sometimes a kiss is, indeed, just a kiss.

TMI Tuesday # 207: A Repeat of TMI Tuesday #7

1. What is your underwear "style" of choce?
This is going to be the most boring possible answer to this question, but here goes anyway: It honestly depends on what else I'm wearing.

Anything that would show a pantyline, I typically go thong (that is, after all, why they were invented). If I'm just going out in jeans to sit in class for three hours, I'm probably going to go with plain ol' cotton briefs (bikini briefs of boyshorts, if that helps those of you trying to visualize).

If I'm dressing "with intent" -- in other words, if I am planning for someone else to see them or take them off of me -- I'll go a little fancier; silky, lacey, mesh, or whatever depending on my particular mood and the mood I'd like to set for the encounter.

2. How old were you when you had your first sexual experience?
If you're talking about losing my virginity (or, really, anything else actively involving another person): Fourteen. Go read all about it.

If you're talking about just general sexual experiences, I discovered masturbation -- which I consider a sexual experience -- several years before.

3. What about a potential partner turns you on?
Smiles that you can see sparkling all the way to their eyes. Strong hands and forearms. The ability to so engage me in conversation that I lose track of time.

4. Have you ever played a game which may require you or others to disrobe?
Of course.

(You wanted more of an answer than that? Tough.)

5. Given or received finger scratch marks during sexual activity?
Given? Frequently, yes.

Received? Not so often, but once or twice.

More often, though, after a particularly rough or rowdy session, I find that I have bruises in the shapes of fingertips on my hips.

Bonus: How many times is the most you have ever had sex in a 24 hour period?
A dozen? I don't know.

Typically, if it's one of those kinds of things, I don't break it down into individual times and just count the whole day as "having sex." I mean, otherwise, you have to get all nit-picky about what constitutes "having sex" and what doesn't.

(For example: Do you have to orgasm for it to count, or is just plain penetration good enough? If it's not sex without an orgasm, couldn't it be potentially sex for one partner without it being sex for the other? If it's just penetration, does it have to be continuous penetration?  If not, then shouldn't each disengagement, like for changing positions, count seperately? And, how long does he have to be withdrawn for it to count as actual disengagement? Could a prolonged all-the-way-out stroke before putting it back in be one? What if it slips out? Is that a seperate sexual event ... ?)

Honestly, I'd rather not detract from the event by analyzing and disecting it.