Tuesday, 20th December
I do not know how journalists can
do their job. Sunday and Monday the pile up was the only news, in
depth reports of the people who had died, with looking them up on
facebook etc, today something different has happened and they are
forgotten. I hate facebook, I do not know why people feel they need
to publicise their live like that. And here I am writing my blog.
This is different, what I write has more context. And it does not
attract comments from total strangers, who pay “tribute”.
I had a good session in the gym and
then sauna. A guy commented on my piercing, did it not hurt like
hell? I said it was one of the best things, the sex for my partner is
more intense. He said his wife has been onto him, her friends husband
got one. I told him to definitely do it. We have had anal and vaginal
sex, the boy was pleased with the effect both ways.
We have just come back from
meditation. Such a different experience than the last few days. I
look forward to it these days, it is very good to switch off for 2
hours. There was a leaflet with events for next year, there will be a
course on the Karma Sutra. That would be interesting, the boy is very
flexible, I am sure we could do most positions.
I am giving the talk at the
University tomorrow, I have written it all out, I dictated it to Ben
yesterday, as an exercise for his spelling. Some of the medical terms
I was not sure how to spell either. I will use notes only, not read
the speech out. Anyway, it was a good exercise for both of us.
This afternoon I helped at the
club, deciding what can go, what to take with us. We are going to
splash out on all new glass ware. We have quite a bit of alcohol, I
decided the best option was to store it in my flat. It is now in the
cell, locked in. We might have to store more stuff there, like
paperwork. Martin is working his way through it, I have given him a
key so he can take it there.
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