Archive for July, 2007

Heart Transplant

July 30, 2007 at 1:59 pm · Filed under women

I think I might have chance. She still wants to talk when I thought everything was dead in the water.

I under her concerns coming and living in Japan, being far from her family. In this age of Boeing and Airbus flying to U.K is not difficult but just far. (Unfortunately British Airways does not fly from Osaka to London. Next option is flying on KLM via Amsterdam. Flying via Middle East or Asia seems a lot more expensive)

I want her to be next to me, definitely not below me. I have no intention of locking her passport up and chaining her in my apartment. (Said the exact words to her on chat and she thought I was being funny)

I don’t intend to give up easy.

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Heart Blockage

July 29, 2007 at 12:22 am · Filed under women

I think I have blockage in my heart because it hurts. I’m only 30, exercise, eat moderately and keep healthy but it hurts.

I think the cause of it is love. I confessed my feelings to a girl I liked but she doesn’t seem interested. Only saw me as a friend but surprised I had feelings for her, as more than a friend.

Ouch… I wonder if there is an antibiotic for this.

Update:
I feel like a forgotten piece of laundry left out to dry while the owners are away on their 2 month summer holiday. I feel like an empty shell after giving my heart.
She has issues about living in Japan. I’m part of a small expatriate community. We all know each other, safe, great for raising a family. Compared to other Asian countries with expatriate communities, nobody flaunts their wealth here, we don’t have multiple parties divided by how wealthy you are. Its just Japan is far out from all other countries, its not flashy compared to living in Hong Kong or Bombay.

Maybe I gotten the modified “Its not you, its me” speech. Maybe she was bullshitting about living in this country, considering she lives in the U.K. which seems much further out than living in Japan.

She doesn’t feel comfortable either since we only met once, spoken once on the phone but chatted on the internet for over a year now. We are both of marriage age, we know that meeting someone of the opposite sex means possible marriage.  I know it seems weird but its part of the culture I am born in.

I’m a bit shell shocked.

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Scent of the woman

July 12, 2007 at 2:19 pm · Filed under japan, women

Every morning I take the train to work. Today was just like any other.

I slipped my ticket through the machines, take my ticket out and walk toward the escalators to the tracks. As I’m walking I get a whiff of a sweet smell, like fresh baked vanilla pound cake. As I gathered my senses, I saw a beautiful woman walking past me. She cross my path and I had to stop to avoid running into her. She went to the corner shop to by a drink. I had to keep walking to avoid drooling at her.

She had blond dyed hair, perfectly applied make-up and body that would make any man’s neck spin 360. She had an allure, like a model but not tacky like she was copied from the pages of the latest fashion magazine. I’ve seen enough of the copies, all wearing the ‘IT’ clothes and accessories. This summer, I’ve seen women wearing HUGE sunglasses, you would have seen Audrey Hepburn wear in the movie, Roman Holiday”, but she no. Nothing like it. She had confidence pouring out, and couldn’t be bothered to even glimpse sideways to avoid me.

I got the escalator, but kept looking back wondering where she would stand on the train platform. I was mesmerized, if I didn’t have work, I would have followed her like a dog trailing her sweet scent.

I went and stood at my usual spot. She came seconds later and stood in front of the next doors. (Japanese train stations have markers where you can stand so you will be in front of the doors when the train arrives). We would be in the same compartment and if lucky she could be sitting next to me when the train rolled in.

But I wasn’t. Train came in, doors opened and she went to one side to an empty seat, I went the other side to an empty seat. I kept peaking at her but she was in her own world. As soon as she sat down, she got out her ipod and plugged it in her ears and dozed off. (You see a lot of people sleeping on trains here, including myself)

Somewhere in between the train ride, the train became full and I couldn’t see her anymore. I fell asleep till my stop came (I get off in the last stop, so no worries of missing my stop) and dreamt that I was in a swanky restaurant, dressed to impress and having the time of my life with her. I woke up and she wasn’t there. Just my luck…

I know I sound pathetic and shallow to be swayed by the scent of woman but she is beautiful. Knowing how people in japan are punctual and precise with time, I think I might see her again.

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RSS?

July 10, 2007 at 11:14 am · Filed under HELP

I got my blog up, got my links to the blogs I read up on blogroll and stuck again.

I’m trying to use RSS to track the updates on the blogs I read.  I downloaded and installed Wizz RSS reader to my Firefox but I think I am not using it right.

what should I do?

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open button

July 9, 2007 at 2:33 pm · Filed under down blouse, x-rated

I was on my home, riding the crowded express train standing up.

The train stopped at its scheduled station and there was a great exchange of people. I was hoping to get a seat but I missed out. Two girls, probably in their late 20s came in and eyed an open seat for just the one of them. They weren’t large by any means but for the empty space, it was too small. Managed to squeeze in, making everyone along the seat move over. (Its the long seat along the walls of the compartment, not double seats facing the front or back of the train). As I cursed my luck, a girl came and stood next to me.  She looked like more early 20s, maybe a college student. She was wearing a funky top, a knit long-sleeve t-shirt, with an deep neck line and ribbons from the collar. She had the ribbons tied, I think trying make a “hole” in the shirt for cleavage to show. Unfortunately the top clip was open and she hadn’t noticed. Her bra was some what exposed to everyone around to see. It was a simple black bra, nothing fancy. The girls who were sitting in front had noticed and looked up staring, whispering to each other.

The girl standing noticed and looked down and saw her clip was open. My down-blouse was closed off. It was good while it lasted… so I thought. One of the girls sitting down was wearing a low neck line, dress/t-shirt. When the train rocked, I could see down her blouse to her bra. She wasn’t well endowed at all, more wall than bumps. As I looked down, I could almost see her nipples, as she breathe in and out. Every few moments, she would laugh and breathe in a large breath, I would barely see the outer rim of her nipples. I wasn’t sure if I me staring down her blouse was within her peripheral vision but she didn’t cover up.

At the next station, the lady sitting next to two girls got up. I wanted to take the seat but I offered to the lady standing next to me. She made a token bow in thanks and sat. She sat down but she was still looking down her blouse, pulling down, trying to cover. I thought to myself, “seriously, if you were so concerned about exposing yourself, why you wearing what you are??” She didn’t make a scowl at me staring at her cleavage but she didn’t look too happy either (could have been that she had naturally frowning lips)

We all got off the train. The train was crowded and as I made my way out the door, my hands bumped the ass of one of the 2 girls that were sitting together. My hand bumped 2 before I noticed what I had done and intentionally held my hands behind my back. I finally got out the door and managed to escape through the crowds and out the train station on my home.

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Monitoring

July 6, 2007 at 1:58 pm · Filed under HELP, x-rated

one of the usual porn sites I surf to is Angel’s wife lovers

It gets normal women and men post naked pictures of themselves and viewers can comment. There are few that post their pics and ask for monitor pics, in return. Its taking a picture of yourself, usually naked, with their picture on the computer screen. I guess for some, its a turn on.

I’ve attempted to do this with a female. She posted her picture on the website and asked for monitor pics. Her email yahoo email address was listed so I sent her a PM. In most cases, the person is not online but in rare occasions they are online too. We started chatting but went straight to the point; she wanted monitor pics.  I asked her to said large pictures of herself using Yahoo Photosharing. I got some good pics but I guess it was my off-day, I couldn’t get hard.

I attempted to take pics of my semi-hard on with her pic on the monitor. None were good but I sent the best I thought. I had to hold on to my dick with one hand and take pictures with my digital camera with the other. She wasn’t too happy that I wasn’t hard, and wanted a picture of my cock upright next to her face pic.

I tried hard to get myself hard but I was having one of those days. I just wouldn’t get up. I’m starting to think I’m addicted to jerking off to porn. No porn, no erection. (Shit.. should I consult my doctor about viagra???)

I need help though. How do I take good monitor pics? Are they really a turn on for the women who see a naked picture themselves with a long thick cock next to it?
Any advice is greatly appreciated.

Note: Not that anyone wants to see, but if you want to see the monitor pics I have taken, leave a message here. 

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Macs

July 5, 2007 at 12:35 pm · Filed under japan

I went to the Mac Store here.

I wasn’t there to make a purchase, just driving my sister there, who was going to by a new MacBook. While talking to the shop people, I was around browsing. I, myself a PC person (I bought my Toshiba dynabook, just last year) wasn’t interested in anything offered, just looking at the stuff they had.

Mac really didn’t have much to offer. Each Mac computer was displayed around the shop, each with free internet connections. I noticed this when I saw many foreigners surfing on the Macs on display. I guess its a lot cheaper walking in and pretending to be a Mac person to use free internet than to pay at an internet cafe.

I decide to surf too. First it was the common sites like CNN, and Yahoo but those were boring and using the 13′ Mac Book wasn’t too comfortable for me. I switched over to a bigger machine, and went on to Google. I stared wonder what to search and AHA!!, I typed in “Mac Sucks”. The staff were all Japanese, probably couldn’t read English so what the hell. I searched and I found it, http://www.mac-sucks.com. I was reading the site, laughing out loud, with none of the staff bothering me. The shop was pretty big but not enough staff.

I was reading, when I saw my sister already out the door, looking around. In a hurry, I left the computer without closing the mac-sucks website.

Oh well… just an idea, the anti-mac group could stage terrorism by walking in a Mac Shop and leaving all the computers with the mac-sucks web site up. It would be funny…. I think

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Stabbed

July 4, 2007 at 2:15 pm · Filed under Trouble, japan

I work during the day, come home, have dinner and surf till bed time. I visit my usual websites, including blogs. I comment whenever I can say something constructive, knowing how it feels to write and never read a comment. My first blog died of neglect when I felt whatever I was writing, it wasn’t worth commenting by the readers.

A real friend, writes a blog. She’s was living in Japan but went to America to teach Japanese.  She had her diary on a Japanese version of friendster but moved to an open blog site so more of her friends to read. I read her blog, comment using a pseudonym but she figured out it was me, but it wasn’t like I was trying to hide my identity.

It seems I have been commenting too religiously. She has sent me an email about me commenting on her blog, and I should be careful on how I type. Her other friends and her boyfriend have emailed her who I was.  The other readers thought I was her boyfriend judging from the language I used. I was tempted to post the email I got from her for everyone to see but I decided not to. She knows this blog but not sure if she ever visited. (Just in case, her blog is not listed on the blogroll I have, plus its all in Japanese)

I remembered how it felt writing a post and to see nobody commenting. It sucked. Looking back at her blog, only few bothered commenting on a regular basis. But I guess whatever I was saying, she didn’t like the tone I used. I thought I was being a good regular reader but she was finding me…. overbearing? excessive? I’m lost to what words I think would describe her position. I feel like I got punched in the gut, reading her email.

I haven’t replied to her email nor do I intend to. I’ve deleted her blog from my bookmark. If she doesn’t like how I sound than so be it. I’m not going bother myself reading.

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Squirting

July 3, 2007 at 2:21 pm · Filed under x-rated

http://dirtytalk.wordpress.com/2007/06/14/squirtinghell-yes/

I was surfing the usual blogs when I came across this. Is this for real?? Do normal women squirt like this???

The first vid, second half where the male was fucking in Deep Dish position, the lady squirts shoots out like the Old Faithful Geyser in Yellowstone park, the wakes up like she been resurrected from the dead and then shakes her legs like a cockroach on his back. I know its porno I’m watching and porno actresses have been training their bodies to shoot out like this but this is unreal. Listen carefully and you can actually hear the “BUZZZ” from the cum shooting out her pussy.

I’m a guy, I used to be able to do this when I was younger but now I just dribble. Can I train myself to shooting cum meters away?

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Ummm…

July 3, 2007 at 1:56 pm · Filed under HELP

Thank you all for your comments…

What’s Technorati??

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