Why is lust so intense? It completely blinds you to traits in men that will drive you insane and make your head explode... two to three months after you've been dating. My head is about to explode.
He is a total hick...I tried to convince my self that he wasn't. I ignored the goofy ears, funny gait, and THICK western hick accent. I told myself that his obsession with the Red Sox was endearing...just like in the movie, Fever Pitch. The difference being that in the movie the guy is cute, witty and totally charming, and in real life they seldom are.
I don't know if I can have another conversation about "Big Papi" like he is a member of the family...who gives a flying fuck...really. Ok...if we don't talk Red Sox, we talk chainsaws...and lawn trimmers...and leaf blowers...are you feeling my pain?
Did mention Nascar? He is a card carrying, Walmart shopping, Jeff Gordon T-shirt wearing, friend of Nascar...another "who gives a flying fuck"...yes Kasey Kahne is a total babe and I could rock his world...but the mentality of the typical Nascar fan completely mystifies me.
And by the way...you know what else sucks for women? The inability to fart in bed. Chicks have an anus for decorative purposes, designed for his visual pleasure only, and not considered to be functionally operative. I need to fart. I'm 43 and the gas only gets worse with age...truly...a very painful situation in a new relationship. UGHHHH!
But...and there is ALWAYS a but...he is very eager in the oral department and patiently learning his way around my pussy. He gets bonus points for great orgasms.
My gut is telling me I'm going to have to end it...I need to be intellectually stimulated to survive in a relationship, or I have to be so completly hot for his cock that I can ignore the rest...remember Pete?
Did I mention my 24 year old "friend" is coming back soon...he's a baby but we've know each other well and I can't wait to lay my lips on him again.
Hey...he's got a Nascar Race to go to and I have to stay busy..right?
I also need to pass gas.