Today was pretty memorable. I got ONE of the jobs I was applying for. I should be really enthusiastic about it as they are offering me the most money I've ever made at a job. And the reality is I would be had I not been approached by company two mid-way during this process (so, now THIS is the job I'm really interested in). My current crappy job has been keeping me up late and waking me up early as I have daily 6:00am meetings with self-centered East Coasters who think the world revolves around their timezone. So, maybe my lack of enthusiasm also has to do with a bit of sleep deprivation.
As I was iddling the time away today between tedious phone conferences and my ultimate interview with the company I got hired by, I got a hit on an online profile from someone who said he knew me and that I should give him a call. Sure enough, it was a former fuck buddy of mine from 6 years back who I had unintentionally lost touch with when I moved to the UK in 2001. He's a white guy, late 20's, very good looking former Navy (now a nurse, like so many gay Navy guys) so I'm gonna call him Squid. After we talked for awhile, it didn't take long for him to suggest coming over in person to "catch up", which he did. And we had a very long and hard catch-up fuck. He looks pretty much the same as he did 6 years ago, just more mature. And still has the same rock-hard muscular white ass of his. I totally wrecked that today. He was thoroughly impressed too, and he called me 1/2 later from the road to tell me how much he enjoyed it. The fact is, he has been in a "relationship" (yup, one of those) with the same guy ever since he got out of the Navy, and ever since I've known him I've been "the other man". Fine by me, actually. As long as I can tap that ass once or twice a week, i'm fine with picking up where we left off.
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