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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

My Type of Problem

Since nearly all of the posts on this blog are about sex and my adventures, writing for this blog requires two things. 1) For me to be horny enough to write about it, and 2) for me to have recently had adventures worth writing about.

This creates a mild paradox, because if I've been getting laid a lot recently, then I'm generally not horny and unwilling to write. If I haven't been getting laid, then I'm horny enough to write, but don't have anything worth writing about recently. This is something my roommate refers to as the "Fuck you, I'm the only one in this house who hasn't gotten laid in the past year" paradox. Maybe I should get him to write this for me as I dictate to him...

Take May for example.  In the month of May, I got laid six times in two cities, spent some time in the hospital, took my final exams for the year, had a battery of STD tests taken, and moved twice.  That's a lot of stuff to write about.  About my life alone, I probably could have written 11 or 12 posts.

Instead, during that same month, I posted on this blog five times. Only one was a hook up story (Sleeping with Friends, Part 3).  The others were a collection of tumblrs I enjoy (mostly used as my own directory for when I forget), part 7 of Liam's Mistake, a brief summary of what I had drafted and not posted, and a short update on what was happening in my life.  Two posts, total, on my life.

Maybe I should post more, but I don't really see that happening.  This is a porn blog, yes, but very little of it is actually porn. Tumblr is a much better format for reposting porn, and there are already dozens, if not hundreds of blogs that already post all the porn that I enjoy watching, so there's no pressing need for me to add to the chorus.

Really, the only thing worthwhile I produce on this blog is my exclusive content: stories of my life and Liam's Mistake.  And roughly no one (okay, one or two people, tops) reads those.  So yeah... I'm just going to continue posting whatever shit randomly passes through my brain.

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