hey people. i'm tired. not from insomnia, though. i slept pretty well last night. i just hate getting up in the mornings for work. sigh. when it gets light out, i'm a pretty light sleeper, so the slightest noise wakes me up.
so i like the nba conference championship series. there's a game every night, and they've been pretty good games. i'm going to miss the nba season when it ends, though, because that means there will be nothing to watch on tv. as much as i feel like i've been freed from television prison, i miss having shows to watch on weeknights.
i scheduled a massage for tomorrow. the way my tics are going, my neck and shoulders need a lot of repairing, so i'm going in once every two weeks. i know i'm going to be arthritic way early in my life, with all this snapping of my neck. ick, tourette's.
so i don't get how circumcised men masturbate. i mean, there's no foreskin to work with, so do they just run their hands over the head directly? doesn't that chafe after a while? or is that the reason why they use lube? *ponder* me, i'm blessed that my parents didn't choose to chop off my penishood. i feel special.
i'm sort of worried about the next time i have sex (if and when that ever happens). i don't think i'll last very long. even now, when i flush the pipes, if i'm watching porn while doing it, i can go only a few minutes without blowing my wad. and real sex is way more exciting than porn, so yeah, i'm afraid it'll be a shorting outing. i'll definitely need more practice with the girl to get my powers of control down.
yeah, powers of control. i remember getting close to climax when having sex, and i knew the girl wasn't done yet, so i would try to add big numbers in my head. i know the cliche is to think about baseball, but i never tried that. ah, good times.
ok. i know this is a short entry, but i'm spent. i just spent the last 25 minutes or so debugging this frustrating test that i wrote. bye!