That's the thing. It's an enjoyable thing, but not the center of the universe. What's really great is feeling mentally connected to another person, but that's difficult as **** to achieve. I've nearly given up on dating, just because I can't seem to find that woman that I can really talk to. That's what I want to find. If it was just sex, there's always hookers and porn, I guess.

If I'm on a first date and it leads to a woman telling me to shut the hell up and get down on my knees, it's a successful date.*

*Not that it's ever happened to me. One can always dream.

So can I assume you're all into pegging as an extension of enjoying anal

Obviously but those cartoonishly big strapons are still scary.

Ofc. Those are like expert level.

I'm a Mass Effect veteran so I only take Insanity level strap ons.

Tfw you got home from work and excited because tomorrow is your day off then your boss texts you and asks if you can work. And me being me of course I can't say no. So yeah. I hate being me sometimes.

TFW you've fielded 20 or so calls in a row from marble mouth old twats before getting a call from someone who opens their mouth all of the way when they speak and it's like hearing music for the first time.

Tfw the lead on a project calls you early in the am to let you know that a foundation was poured wrong, so you send the drawings out (again) and 10 minutes later you get a message back letting you know that the contractor messed up, not you. I may not be perfect, but I don't screw up foundation drawings. Blood pressure back to normal.

Also, tfw you're out of spoons, so you use a fork for your yogurt.