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I worked on my first clent in the clinic today, and they rated me 4 across the board on a scale of 1-4 for my evaluation. They also commented that I gave them the best massage they've had at our clinic. I'm feeling pretty good.

Me: Is there anything else you need today?



Her: *stares at me a moment* I'm sorry, what?



Me: No worries. Do you need anything else?



Her: *stares* Huh?



Me: I said, "No worries. Do you need anything else?"



Her: *stares* Your eyes are so beautiful.

I woke up stressed as hell today. I need a day or two off from both school and work. I feel like I don't have enough time to recover, and I'm starting to feel worn out.



On a related note...



I wonder why it is that I crave affection more than anything else when i'm stressed. I feel like nothing would be better than cuddling and a light make-out session.

Her: *sighs and lays her head on my chest* I haven't felt this good from sex in a long time.



Me: *chuckles* I'm glad you enjoyed yourself.



Her: *looks up at me* Did you... Shit! I hate to rush you out, my husband will be home soon!

It kills me how surprised most guys are when they find out that wearing eyeliner and nail polish gets me hit on by women. To most guys, it just makes me look feminine. I've had a few women say it makes me look feminine, but they're by far in the minority. I had a discussion about this with a customer the other night, and he told me I was full of shit only to have 5 women in store tell him it was sexy on me.

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Nevan
11:21 Oct 07 2012

He was just pissed because deep down he knows he could never pull off eyeliner and nail polish.

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My sex drive has gone through the roof today, and there doesn't seem to be anything I can do about it. It's driving me crazy.

My biggest fear is being alone in life. The dream I had the other night was all about that. In the beginning of it, I was hanging out with a few friends. One by one, they all left me to hang out with other people and indicated that I wasn't welcome. The dream did a kind of time elapse after that. Weeks and then months went by and nobody would spend any time with me, and they steadily stopped even replying to my texts. After a while, it got to a point where I was invisible to everybody. In the end, I was trapped in a small room where the walls were invisible. There were people all around me, but nobody could see or hear me. I tried so hard to get somebody to notice me. I screamed, I pouinded the walls, and I even tried breaking the walls. Nothing I did made a difference. That was the dream I woke up from Sunday morning.