Finding inspiration

In December of 2009 I stopped having sex with my dates... As you can imagine it didn't lead to very many repeat offenses.. oops I mean Dates.

I decided to take a sexual sabbatical. For ONE YEAR! I didn't have sex with anyone (except myself). It was awful.... but I suggest anyone who is stuck in a rut to do the same thing. I was able to get my head screwed back on straight.

I hadn't realized just how fucked up I was until I took that year off. I was able to see how I was sabotaging myself.

It was truly enlightening.

Anyhoot. Any guy I have ever blogged about in the past is LOOOONG gone. None of them could find it in themselves to care about me for me. They couldn't appreciate my responsibilities or my time constraints. They wanted to be the center of my world and would get upset if they weren't.

ugh... I was just completely fed up with men.

Then in July of 2010 I met someone... and at that point in my life... well....

During that time I was extremely wary of any guy who showed any sort of interest in me. If they said anything along the lines of "Hey I think you're really interesting" I would be completely turned off by them. Because so far any guy interested in me has been seriously fucked up in the head.

Back to the guy from July 2010.... We met at an event that I was hosting and I interviewed him for a radio show I've been doing. After the interview he said he would like the chance to get to know me. Alarms started going off and bells were ringing. I freaked out but gave him my business email addy....

I never heard from him again. I ran into him briefly a few days later, but no communication. And the clencher... He lives in a different state.

I wrote him off....

A few months later I was coming up on the end of my self imposed year of celibacy. I was hosting another event (same event, different day) and who should walk right past me while I am taking a break... Yeah Mister July. I recognized him immediately and I literally snatched him by the arm and said "HEY! I know you!". Creepy I know. But you see the weird thing is for weeks before this event This guy had been haunting my thoughts. He had a very memorable personality and these Blue Eyes that were fall down beautiful.

We spent most of the rest of the night talking during my breaks from hosting. At the end of the night we exchanged emails... this time I gave him my personal email.... I didn't think I would hear from him again.....

Stay tuned for the rest of the story......


*names have been changed to protect the innocent, the a**holes and the clueless.