spring thomas thoughts

Our neighbor's tree has suddenly bloomed with this mass of pink flowers which are now wreaking havoc with our satellite connection. The neighbors refuse to trim away the branches that hang over our yard (and block our dish) and I'm feeling too cheap to pay for the service call to move our dish...so since I don't need the tv all that much (we go for 1-2 years with tv alternating with 1-2 years without all the time) I'll either wait out the flowers dropping by Fall or get rid of the dish (and either go sans tv or go back to digital cable).

All of this is my long preamble to saying that I watched Closer again last night. Feeling decidedly unsexy currently, it was very good for me to let my mind wander a bit re fantasy girl Spring Thomas, especially her strip scenes (It also makes me miss Anna).

It's been almost three weeks since I've had sex, two since my last masturbation...and it'll be at least four more before I have the ok to exert myself sexually (and hopefully the post surgical soreness will be bearable enough by then that I'll enjoy it) and it really sucks. Sure, right now the pain would keep me from doing anything, but as a byproduct, I'm incredibly horny (which gets exacerbated a tiny bit when I read some of your blogs to catch up on what I've missed. Ah the titillations...).

It's an odd feeling to be percolating with energy (sexual or otherwise) and be physically unable to do anything about it.

Speaking of physicality, I'm on doctor enforced caloric increase (apparently helps fuel the body's recovery better) while also on doctor enforced absence of decent exercise activity, equalling an increase in weight. As this progresses, it's really going to suck. There are a lot of bigger beautiful people (I appreciate all the sizes), but I don't think I'm one of them.