I've read that guys who bite their nails are supposed to be great in bed. Apparently there's an association between nail biting and intensity. Perhaps it's an experiment worth looking into, but my old crazy boss pretty much ruined that theory for me.
Personally, I've always been a teeth person. I'm open minded, but if I feel like I'm going in to kiss Jaws, I get a bit uncomfortable. However, I think the nail theorists might be onto something. Accordingly, I'd like to propose my own addendum to this theory. I think that guys' skill in the sack can be judged by the condition of their nails.
I think the condition speaks directly to experience. Further, I think guys' nails scream how much they're getting better than any other trait or characteristic. Haven't you seen a guy who is otherwise cute, but has jagged nails that you know would cause injury if introduced to a certain sensitive area? Or worse - nails so dirty you know they would lead to an unpleasant infection?
Additional hypotheses are welcome...as are suggestions as to how I can stop looking at guys' nails when they talk! I'm not overwhelmingly pleased with this new obsession.
In the meantime, this should be a warning read in conjunction with the blog discussing eHarmony answers one should not use.
Happy Dating!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
How Many Ways Can You Say Awkward?
Let's skip the counting and go straight to the answer. "No, New Boy, I can't go out with you on Sunday because I'm going to a sex toy party with my ex boyfriend's mother." Pretty much sums up my current world.
So, when Old Boy and I broke up, I lost almost all of my social circle. I know, they were his friends first, but for whatever reason, I really thought they would still be my friends on the side, too. Umm, no. Silly me. A handful of people still acknowledged my presence, one of whom was the ex's future sister-in-law. As part of her pre-wedding fun, her future sister-in-law is throwing her a "brown bag party." And her future mother-in-law is coming. Woo freaking hoo. I feel like I should go...but should is such a dirty word...and yes, the New Boy did ask what my plans were for Sunday and I confessed. We flirt about polygamy...adding a sex toy talk to the mix can't hurt, right?
In other exciting news, I took on new projects at work today. I'm really excited about the opportunities and getting new exposure, etc. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is somewhat contradictory to the whole "work less, live more" goal of this experiment.
Oh, and the gym? What's that? Haven't been since I started the blog! I think I'm starting to make Charlie Sheen look like an actual winner.
So, when Old Boy and I broke up, I lost almost all of my social circle. I know, they were his friends first, but for whatever reason, I really thought they would still be my friends on the side, too. Umm, no. Silly me. A handful of people still acknowledged my presence, one of whom was the ex's future sister-in-law. As part of her pre-wedding fun, her future sister-in-law is throwing her a "brown bag party." And her future mother-in-law is coming. Woo freaking hoo. I feel like I should go...but should is such a dirty word...and yes, the New Boy did ask what my plans were for Sunday and I confessed. We flirt about polygamy...adding a sex toy talk to the mix can't hurt, right?
In other exciting news, I took on new projects at work today. I'm really excited about the opportunities and getting new exposure, etc. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is somewhat contradictory to the whole "work less, live more" goal of this experiment.
Oh, and the gym? What's that? Haven't been since I started the blog! I think I'm starting to make Charlie Sheen look like an actual winner.
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