Best St. Paddy's Day Ever

I got some fine redhead to come over and play with my lucky charms. While she was busy down there, I sipped on my Guiness and listened to some Dropkick Murphys while wearing my green Dr. Zeuss hat. Us Irish sure know how to kick back.

this isn't good

I went over to my bother and his wife's last night for dinner, and once were were alone he gave me a hug and started crying. Apparently he knows that I hobby now. How he found out, I'm not exactly sure... most likely through a mutual friend. Anyway, he thinks I need to attend sex addicts classes. I told him I'd consider it just to put him at ease. Truthfully, I can never see myself quitting this hobby. And it's just that: a hobby, albeit a very expensive one. But as long as it makes me happy and I'm being financially responsible, I don't see what the problem is. Thoughts?

another night, a new adventure

This smoking hot middle eastern chick's coming over in a few hours to ride me like a pony. I hear she's feisty. I better get some ointment for the scratches I'll be getting on my back.

I Going To Accomplish Something I Never Would'Ve Thought
Possible In My Youth.

I'm going to attempt to sleep with 365 women within the next year, a different woman each day. I was thinking about holding out until January 1, 2009 just to make the undertaking more ceremonious, but hey... life is short. The challenge will begin this Friday. If things go as planned, in a year I'll be able to regard myself as a consummate manslut.

Ah, the sacrifices.

How do you know if you have an addiction?

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