The Side Chick

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Hey Kids!

I'm in a bit of a mood today.  Now before you fussy gays, straight girls and occasional "I got lost surfing the web" straight guys try to go in on me, let me come clean...yes, at one point I was an unknowing Side Chick to someone I was completely into.  I mean I would of dropped out of school, moved to the country and lived in a trailer if he asked me too.  Well ok let's be real, I wouldn't live in a trailer but the man had me whipped.  He was cute, had swag, an incredible suckable cock and he made me laugh.  I know that doesn't sound like much for me to be ready to turn into a hill billy...but what can I say?  For a nerd like me he was just right!  And how we met kinda of added to my attraction of him as well.  It was on the first day of the class we had together during my junior year in undergrad.

I had just gotten back from Hong Kong the night before so I was still jet lagged and arrived to class late.  I remember running into the room and apologizing to my professor and I could see this man looking straight at me ginning the entire time I was talking.  The professor was one of those hard asses so he dismissed me and told me not to be late to his class again and to have a seat.  As I was looking for a seat I see him, "Ricky", moving his stuff out of the seat beside him and motioning me to come sit next to him.  That was the start of our love affair.  I was so charmed by him and intrigued.  I couldn't tell if he was flirting with me or being nice to me because he wanted me to help him with his homework.  Hell I couldn't even tell if he was gay or not.  I had NO GAYDAR back then...lol...But whatever he was doing he KNEW what he was doing.  Anyway cut to him giving me a ride home one night from class and making his move.  That kiss changed everything for me.

There would be lots of times I'd get called to come meet him somewhere or he'd want to come to my dorm room.  And we would laugh and flirt during class instead of paying attention to the professor, which I didn't need to do because I already knew everything he was teaching us.  Yeah things were great.  But I didn't connect the pieces until it was too late.  You see kids when you're a side piece there will always be pieces of information for you to connect.  You can either choose to connect them or ignore but they are there.  You see I was 20 and I didn't know what a side chick was or that I was one.  BUT I damn sure learned.

Turns out Ricky had a live in boyfriend, a girlfriend and me as his young side chick that would suck his cock whenever he snapped his fingers.  Again, I was young dumb and didn't connect those pieces.

Every time I think of that experience it makes me shake my head and thank God I am wiser now, right?  Well I thought I was but good dick (yes I had to use dick that time) will make you do some crazy things and cause you to be blind as well.  I'm a firm believer that as men we make time for the things we really want to do.  That includes seeing people we really want to see.  I realized today that I have fallen prey to that deadly predator...GOOD DICK...once again.  The man I'd like to be sexual with tonight has caused me to start connecting those pieces.  Too bad for him I'm not an idiot.  Then he would be able to keep up his facade.  I'm not upset or anything just a little disappointed.  I mean I wasn't trying to date him or anything I just wanted that dick...that's all.  I told him that...and was up front.  Why is it when you are upfront and honest with people they still feel the need to lie?

So I've got to ask...when was the last time you had to connect the pieces?

The Test Exchange

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"Ricky, why in the hell haven't you ever had a HIV test...EVER?" -Alex, Noah's Arc-

"Right...you guys never had slip ups...so no lectures please." -Ricky, Noah's Arc-

Hey Kids!!

So one of the things that I hate to do is get tested.  But I'm so crazy that I have to get tested at least...yes at least every 6 months no matter if I've had sex or not.  Now just so you know.  I do practice safe sex and the only time I have had regular raw sex is with an ex-boyfriend back in college when I first started having sex and I didn't know any better and with my last ex-boyfriend.  But I digress...

But like Rickey said "you guys never had slip ups?"

Well this guy that I've fooled around with came over in November and we were getting it on...I mean doing different positions and sweating and moaning and that was just him...lol

But after an hour and half...I needed a break.  So I told him to stop and he went to the bathroom and c and threw the condom away.  When he came back we just started talking and enjoying each other and that made him horny for more of me (and vice versa).  So he asked for some more and the next thing I remember he had me bent over and was plowing me with his big powerful cock.  We both knew he didn't have a condom on and sadly it felt so good to both of us that we didn't care.  Now luckily we did stop before he came but that still doesn't excuse our behavior because we do know better.  So unbeknownst to me he is just as crazy about catching something as myself.  After he came (loudly I might add) he was so upset with himself he didn't even help get me off like he usually does.  He just cleaned up and left, silently. He went and got an HIV test shortly after that.  Now my crazy ass just let the fact that that happened stew and bother me.  So when it came time for my 6 month test I was a little nervous this time.  Luckily everything came back negative.  But sometimes I do wish it was back in the 60s/70s were all the gays would just sleep around and not wear condoms and not have to worry about disease...Wait does that make me sound like a whore (crickets)?

So I got to ask...When was your last HIV test?

Destined for Something Greater!!

Hey Kids!

The quote above speaks so much to me.  I have been sitting around all day long literally dreading going back to work tomorrow.  I have been off work for two weeks for the holidays.  I have done literally nothing productive my entire vacation....so of course I LOVED IT!!

*side bar*
If I say literally too much it's because I've been catching up on my Parks and Recreation on netflix (it's a great show!)

But anyway back to greatness and destiny that I know you are dying to read more about...right?  (Crickets)
So I was wondering why I was getting so sad about going back to work.  I mean I did just have a long vacation.  I now know what I need to do.   Its time for me to start doing something that makes me excited about getting up and going to work in the morning.  I know this sounds like a cliche but it's the truth.  I have so many friends who love what they do for a living, so many who like what they do and even some who tolerate it enough that they've grown to secretly love what they do.  Well, I think the reason why I'm so miserable with what I'm doing is because it's not what I've been destined to do. Let me explain...

I remember a job interview I went on last year and one of the interviewers asked me "So Dr. Glenn, based on your resume and your accomplishments and qualifications I really don't see you planning to be here that long if we hire you.  I mean it seems like you are planning to do other big things, what do you plan on doing in the next couple years?"  Now to be fair I was taken back that he called me Dr. Glenn because my resume does state that I am finishing my final requirements for my doctorate, not that I have completed it.  I remember thinking that that was an odd question or a different way to put the "where do you see yourself..." question that's usually asked.

But after careful consideration I have to admit that I have put myself in this miserable state.  I've become a little complacent with teaching.  I've done it so long that I can literally do it in my sleep (seriously one time I fell asleep one day at work after a long night out and my classroom ran like clock work...lol).  But sometimes its scary to venture and go after the things that you really want.  I want a new job and I want one ASAP.  I've worked so hard to gain additional certifications and education to put myself in a better position.  And I hate to admit but I've subconsciously been waiting for something to fall into my lab like the teaching positions I've held here in Houston have done.

Although I may not have put myself out there like I should, to get a job I really wanted, I did work as hard as possible in my previous jobs.  To the point of exhaustion and extreme stress coupled with all the things going on in my personal life.  However, it led to hospital and doctor visits and eventually to being referred to a psychiatrist to monitor me for anxiety and depression medication.  Also, I've allowed my dislike for my job to give me excuses to not hanging out or doing anything not work or school related during the week.  Its put strains on friendships, family relationships and possible romantic interests or just being interested in having romantic interests at all.  I'm not going to flood this post with excuses I'm just giving a little insight.

But I do feel like I am destined for greatness in a different capacity other than teacher.  It's time for me to step out of my comfort zone and stop sitting around and feeling sorry for myself, envious of other's successes and count my blessings and get back to the me that would plan, fight and go after what I wanted.  I've been doing it all my life.  It's time to do as the quote says and let the hardships I've faced in the past prepare me for my extraordinary destiny.

So I've got to ask...Are you fulfilling your destiny?