Baguio At Last: Target Acquired

 As you all know, I've been sent to Baguio for Teacher's Camp to learn more about how to be a good educator. This amuses me because I am an EXCELLENT educator (and yes, I'm completely professional during classes; it's only during my free time FAR AWAY from my students that I live my life the way I want), and really, I should be teaching the seminar on how to be engaging and "hip" in order to relate to the younger generation. Whatevs. Lol.

Anyway, my no-sex slump is still going on, but I think I see a way out of it. I saw a cute guy a couple of days ago, and he caught my eye and smiled a bit. We're not in the same seminars because he teaches high school kids, but I'm sure I can find a way to spend more time with him. My prospects are looking up, haha.

I asked Janine, the other co-teacher over here, to find out what his name was, and she reports that his name is Greg and that he loves his job (yay?). I've arranged to "run into him" at coffee time tomorrow, so fingers crossed that it'll go somewhere from there. Lol.


I'm SO glad I decided to keep taking my birth control pills (even though I kept getting busted the past few weeks), because now it looks like they'll be put to good use once more. ;)

The Slump: Are You There, Sex? It's Me, Vanessa...

Wow. Okay, so last Saturday was a complete bust. Only total dogs approached me, and not even my lowered standards could stomach the thought of taking one of them to bed. I swear to God, this No Sex Slump is driving me MAD.

If I don't get laid soon, I'm going to start climbing the walls. It's bad enough that I was desperate enough to go to an extra service massage parlor, (yes, I have seen the error of my ways-- more on that later), but now I can't even attract a decent looking guy at all my usual clubbing haunts! UGH.

If you can believe it, I was actually desperate enough to ring that massage boy up. I asked if he wanted to have some drinks, and he readily agreed. I mean, I wasn't expecting witty conversation or anything, but the minute we met up, he was all about jumping into bed. Of course, being desperate, I agreed to take him back to my place.

As we undressed, he casually said that he charged double what the parlor did for house calls (because I was getting full-on sex rather than just a happy ending). OMG. Was he serious?? I had him out of my condo faster than he could zip up his pants. I may have been curious enough to try paying for it ONCE, but I'm not about to do it on a regular basis. PLEASE. Has he seen my hot piece of ass? Men should pay ME to have sex with THEM!!

Anyway, I'm through with that stuff from now on. It's casual hookups and/or blind dates (if I'm desperate, Charlize, hook me up with someone, please!) for me... at least I know where I stand with those. :P