Just another day....

Today, my 2 year old 2nd cousin is being buried. He died of health complications (we think), but there is an investigation underway as well. It's a sad thing. I never saw him, didn't really know him as I'm not close with that side of my family but it doesn't change the fact that it's a sad event. I won't be attending the service as it's to far away and I don't have the time to take off of work right now. :(

Yesterday I was notified that my training budget was being taken away from me and given to this fucker who now sits behind me so that he can get xyz certification for a job he won't be doing. I don't know how much longer I can sit here at this desk and continue to let these motherfuckers defecate in my mouth. I get zero respect at this job, and it seems impossible to find something new or comparable to what I'm currently doing.


I'm going to a car show on Sunday. Excited. I haven't been to one in years. Going with someone who I work with but we have a strange friendship. He can be an ass and when I've had enough I tend to keep my distance. His 6 year relationship ended not to long ago, so I'm sure he is still feeling lonely...whatever, gets me out of the house and doing something I haven't done in a long time.

I got home yesterday flustered and frustrated from the 2nd paragraph above. Pounded down a zero calorie energy drink, picked up some supplements I ordered from my trainer, picked up my client and went to the gym to train him and myself. There were a group of 3 guys there that were being obnoxious cock bites, giggling like little bitches, utilizing all kinds of equipment, and lifting not much of anything. I'm not one to judge what one can do...I started off at the bottom, but it's people like them that kept me from going to a gym. Yelling, grunting, screaming, cracking jokes and ripping on one another while everyone else tries to move around their circus to get their workouts in. Long story short I should thank them as they fueled the rage for me to deadlift 405lbs for 5 repetitions. I've been able to do single reps for some time now, but never set of 5. I'm paying the price for it today as my lower back is screaming but I'm happy with my progress.

Got home, stroked my cock  (did not orgasm) to some porn and logged into the site to see if there were any new messages or requests. Replied to some, peeped at a couple new profiles and called it a day. Showered, waited for my gf to come home so we could start season 3 of Downton Abbey.

Yesterday my office wife came and sat at my desk for a while to chit chat. I had my screens unlocked on my work computer and she noticed that I had a IM window open and had been chatting with someone. She inquired who it was and leaned in and recognized that it was the girl from the warehouse downstairs. She is the younger girl that I've thought about sleeping with but have kept a great job of keeping it in the friendzone. I've gone to lunch with her a few times and shouldn't be made into a large deal. Point being, I think office wife got instantly jealous. Her mood changed, her body language, she shut down on me and I immediately started panicking as if I had done something wrong or was just caught cheating. I started instantly reassuring her, letting her know it was nothing she needed to worry about and that nothing was going on. Is my platonic emotional connection to this married woman so strong that I feel guilty having her know I talk to other females?? Why is that? It honestly shouldn't matter who the fuck I talk to as we aren't an item, but yet...I felt bad after she left as if I had done something wrong. Ironically...the dominant man that I man turns submissive to her alpha female personality.

I spoke with cougar on the way into work today. Looking forward to seeing her tonight bowling and taking in her scent. I can smell her now while I type this, just thinking of her hair and body wash. I might even get lucky and get to see her tomorrow before I go see Blue Eyes. I could use her hands on my lower back right now...massage sounds nice right about now.