OK, it’s 6:14am here in the UK. No doubt the air outside still reeks of phosphorous following an explosive Bonfire night. I went for a walk last night to clear my head. Sure looked amazing out there, though I believe that fireworks reduce your surprise reflex to loud noises. Thank Christ in our neck of the woods (I live in a small coastal town, where very little goes on) loud noises like that are but twice a year. The other is New Years’, by the way.
So we’re on day two now. Let me give you some stats:
Hours Since Last Wank: 24 hours
Last Corrupting Influence: Only All Sites Picture Files / Transvestite Chatroom (logged in as a TV)
I’ll go into the TV/non-TV discussion another time. Right now, I know I’m only a day since my last self-pleasure and I already feel like caving. My main wake up routine is pretty benign. Get up, have breakfast, watch the news. No problem you say. Nothing pornographic or even erotic from that.
I love women in smart suits and heels. It’s one particular quirk I absolutely love. The quintessential ladies to send me spastic for some solo are:
Lucy Verasamy: Sexy weather girl on Daybreak.
Susanna Reid: BBC newspresenter
And finally, my number one temptation…
Sarah-Jane Mee from Sky. Gorgeous, feisty, cool but slightly geeky too she is an ideal women in my eyes. And she dresses so so well too, which is a huge plus.
God I need to lie down. Talk to you guys later.