I Am Jack's Throbbing Uncircumcised Member

Well, back again.

Went out on a date with a gal from the internet personals the other night. We went out twice before. Met for a drink, then went to dinner another time.

I got to talking with her on the personals site when I was in a drunken chardonnay haze one night. So we agreed to meet up at a pub in Orange.

It was an okay place. Darkly lit, we drank, munched nachos. She's just under six foot. Attractive, overweight. Not hugely. But she's not svelte either.

We made out a bit. I felt her ass in the booth, she didn't mind. The conversation went smoother than I expected. I asked her at one point if I could take her home and fuck her. She laughed and said no.

Oh, I'm sure I could get some from her at some point in the not too distant future. And I do sometimes have a plus sized gal fetish. Those full figured asses on a woman like that are a turn on to bang hard from behind.

But I don't have the patience to court her. Not worth it. I want to have sex. But I can't be fucking bothered to go through the damn dating rituals. I want it now, right now.

I wish I was a homosexual man at times. Getting one night stands is effortless for them. Heterosexual men have a much harder time of it. Too much rejection and too much bullshit. But men's bodies don't do it for me at all.

I am Jack's complete lack of interest.

I'm hating my stupid boring life. I need to lock picture on my film and finish writing my next. But it's all taking so goddamn long and moving so slowly.

I hate my job. Working six days a week. The pay is good but it's boring. I wish I had corporate sponsorship and a low six figure salary without having to come into work.

I have the low six figure salary but the whole having to show up to work thing is getting to me.

Who knows. Maybe things will pan out.

I'm starting to see why men pay for sex.

I am Jack's utter and total indifference.