pissin on the present

I am going to start out my post with this picture.
Jack rabbit sex, one of the most fucking sexfabulous moments
just take a minute to remember....and when he turned to her in the ceremony and mouthed "fuck you" to her. Lovesit.


My boss just came into my office to talk about a client. she used a phrase, a catch phrase if you will, that fully illustrates some feelings i may or may not have right now.

She said of the client.
"He has one foot on the past, one on the future...which only means he's pissing on the present."

well said my dear old girl. well said.
What i've wanted, what i want, and lastly......... what i have. Past, Present, and Future.
who the fuck knows.

All i know is that....well, i am not one who has always done butt or legs exercises at the gym, they are sorta just there, thin legs, but toned and nice..but....flat ass. No question about that. Baby ain't got back, ain't got it man, just don't.
More and more though i see a guy in a pair of jeans that poke out in the back and come back round to hit the small of his back...and i think to myself "it's genetic" and i want it.
And in some people it is genetic, like, big bubbles.....they have to be genetic. Kevin has been working out his ass for a while now, and as he is the new stud of the east coast, clearly it has been working. It has actually blown up. Of course, he is able to create muscle very easy...he's lucky like that...and eat absolutely any damn thing he wants, but i digress.

So yesterday I go to start my new Bubbalicious workout. It hurts mommy. Really hurts.
Yes you might say i am trying to round out my workout, and yes it's a result of two weekends in Fire Island, and yes you are sick of hearing about Fire Island. But it's consuming me. A little. again, i love it. And the impact it has on your self identification can be severe. At least for me. I am an individual and i know it, i know that people think kindly of how i look, for the most part, but there is a part of me that is drawn to the drastic style that some gay boys had on the island, and in general in nyc. i don't think that there was a cookie cutter feeling there. The muscle heads are generally the same, but the men were really not all like that.
Anyway - i forgot about this, but there were these two guys who were dancing next to kevin and i at one point. Kevin didn't shut up about them for a couple hours, at least. They were both like 6'10 or something and kev could not believe it. They were both blond, very blond and VERY VERY smokin,,,,,i instantly identified the beauty there, but was totally surprised that kevin was so taken out by them, i think the height had something to do with it, since kevin is usually one of the tallest...
and most beautiful.
have a good one.
natie