Saturday, July 17, 2010

Oh Georgie. How much I love you, but you do talk a load of bullshit, sometimes. (I learn word bullshit off Brian. I think it is a splendid sounding word. Like slut, and trashy.). But left brain, right brain - why is it you making such big deal over this? After all, you have right hand and left hand. And you may use different hand for different purposes. But you don't go on about it - do you?
I am telling you previously, you think too much.

And what is there wrong for paying for sex? Nothing is wrong I am telling you. Lady who is friend who used to work with me in video industry becomes escort person. She tell me that she say to client who is nervous and say he feels guilty - she say, Look, honey. You get hungry, right? You go to restaurant for big satisfying meal, right? Well, you don't feel guilty about such behaviour do you? Just because you pay for this satisfying meal? No, well sex is just appetite, like what is food. So you satisfy appetite, and say - My, I am feeling so much better after that - I will leave tip for this nice kind lady what has been serving me. (Mostly, she say clients do not leave tip because they have paid in advance and afterwards wish to exit from premises as quickly as possible by the back door route.) Never mind.

You would be surprised, say my friend, how repressed and with silly notions in head, men can be. One young gentleman say to her - I find this hard to do because I think sex should be a part of love - I mean it should only be done in loving relationship with someone. And how can I form  loving relationship  in half an hour? (which time is all he have paid for - he could have have  full hour but  is too mean, but my friend do not tell him this). My friend tell him - Look at it like you was learning to drive motor-car. You do not go first out and buy brand spanking new vehicle what you might easily crash. No, instead you go for lesson with professional instructor. And you do not say to instructor - I cannot have lesson with you in this car because it is not my car. I do not own it. I have not formed loving relationship with this vehicle. You use car for purpose. And everybody is happy.

Now this man, Mr Freud. Is he not man who say all girls want to have sex with father? And all boys want to have sex with mother? I do not know if I wanted to have with my father, because I never meet him. He buggers off when I am born. Much later do I have sex with mother's boy-friend, but this is not the same.
Anyway, I think people too fussy about who to have sex with. It is no big deal I think. Having sex, I mean. It is just another way of being friendly.

I am glad you do not kill Mr Spider. Of course, you chuck him outside and some bird might come and spear him with sharp beak, then eat him. Then cat come and eat bird. But his is just nature. This is way God designed world - so everything eat each other. That way keep population down.

And all these dreams what you keep having - why not do have erotic dream once in a while? Thinking of me? This would be more healthy than dreams you do have. All this failing exam stuff.

Brian has severe cold in head. He has much what you call catarrh (do I spell correct?) and also great quantities of the phlegm. (What a bloody silly word is this - why do you not spell like you say - which is flem?) Anyway I say to Brian - Kindly dispose of phlegm when you are alone. Because this is not a pleasant business at all. Also I say - Better go back sleeping on Japanese plank which you call futon, because I do not wish you to be blowing your germs up my nose in night. Brian understands and complies with my request.

I am beginning to reconsider again this marriage thing because a wife might be expected to involve self in all sort of unpleasant duties, regarding bodily functions and person hygene of husband. And though I am familiar with workings of Brian's body - and love him too (but not like I love you), I am not sure if this would fill me with joy. I like dressing up as nurse and wearing of rubber gloves, but this only is for play and in fun situations.

Sometimes life can be complicated. But best thing is to forget about it.

I cook pasta tonight. This is adventurous for me because I do not use microwave. Instead I boil pasta in pan for certain minutes. Then I open tin of tuna and deposit on pasta. Finally, I garnish with tomato sauce, from bottle. I am sure Brian will love this meal and it will help to make cold better.

Good news you are giving me about possible home. I still think marriage is preferred solution but am willing to consider other options.

Until next we meet

Your Anna

1 comment:

Purple Cow said...

I guess if we really thought about it we would find that we all subconsciously pay for sex but don't realise it at the time. Still, making sex a cold transaction is pretty hard. Isn't it? I always had the feeling that we should respect our bodies enough to watch what goes in...whether this be food or penises.

Besides once you start selling off your "services" where do you draw the line? Along with your body don't you compromise bits of your soul? Don't you think that some things should NOT be for sale?