Woke up at 5am, relax... NO running today even though it's Friday.
Old habits die hard, hence the early bird-reflex.
Five minutes online and no less than my long-time buddy J buzzes me. We're both athletic sorts so no surprise to catch each other up at such a godly hour. We chat and of course, references to my recent operation were made. He was one of the people I asked about sprains/pulled muscles when I was in dire hip pain a day after the Condura Run because of the nature of his work. He was even kind enough to offer the use of their team PT if schedules permit. I was whining to J about my fear of weight gain and how I can't imagine a quarter of a year gone by with no running. I simply cannot imagine being motionless for that long!
All that body dysmorphia aside, online chat is the La-la-land of Surprise-Me-Nots! I reckon I really have seen and heard too much-- from my own experience as well as naughtier friends, whose lives I vicariously adopt as my own. What better way then to get the moral but not the complications, right?
J who I have known for quite sometime now is quite a humorous bloke. He saucily asks me if my doctor's given me the go-signal to have sex, I am amused but didn't even bat an eyelash when I answer: "Well if you must know, he said not to." He continued on, rather casually that it was fine if I didn't maneuver woman on top and made a quick rundown of stuff he was gonna do to the poor injured one as she 'just lies there.' Come baby come ala boom boom pow!
I read & re-read (just to be sure) his chat messages to make sure I wasn't imagining the scenario.
Hmm. I thought I'd be witty Then finally comes my reply-
Hmm. I thought I'd be witty Then finally comes my reply-
cimone 5:38 AM i don't do casual sex kasi
cimone 5:39 AM you're very charming and cute... and i'm flattered but it's not my thing
(It IS true. He is six foot tall and charming and nice. Want me to lie?)
He then reverts by saying I'm funny and makes a comment that
j ey i gotta go buddy'
Casual offer and casual let-down on a casual Friday.
Well... he is accurate to some degree and must apologise for plucking out this apple of discord at such an early hour but since when did pretty modern come to mean I would attach myself to any condom that comes prancing down Vajayjay Drive? Of course, it's good that I don't.
Sorry take a big U now or bear the brunt of my ever-ready crutches.
My aim's pretty up there if you go to down there with no slip of approval!
Cheerios buddy!
Cheerios buddy!
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