The above statement's owner will not be revealed in this post, but sparks an interesting theoretical discussion, with myself (nobody else reads this stuff, right?).

It is however, a problem, just as you can't eat Cheerios every day without it beginning to taste like reprocessed cardboard, we require a frequent infusion of fresh porn to jerk off to to keep us happy.

Why is this? I think the simple truth is - been there, done that - we can survive on old porn, but why would we want to? Another possible answer is that we've literally seen it all, and therefore we are in constant search for something that takes it to the next level, or does something old in a new way. After you've seen a guy whip his dick out of one girl's ass and stick it in another's mouth, you've pretty much reached the mountain top, how much more "over the top" can you get without ending up on the FBI's watch-list? I really don't know, but I fear for my freedom.

This usually leads to the inevitable question from our significant other, "Why do you need porn? Why do you even need to jerk off for that matter?!" I say to you women - calm the fuck down, to my knowledge you are not supplied with an on/off switch that we may take advantage of, so when you're not available, porn always is... and is ready to meet us with a smiling face - usually covered in... ahem, but I digress.

Some say the hormone thing is an excuse, I beg to differ, if there's any woman out their that jerks off more than your average guy, they are an anomaly, and need medical attention.

Another possible answer to your beloved's question is this: we've been doing this for so long it's a hard habit to break, I've got 5 minutes to spare... hey, why not...? Sound crazy? Not if you've been jerking off even before there was any mess to clean up. Get with the programme.

The more problematic question that may arise, is this: "What, I'm not enough for you? Because I'm not a slut like the whores in your videos?" If you've got a lady like this fellas, it's time to think about cutting them loose - they will only get angrier, feel more alienated, and feel as though they can never live up to the women or acts in your favourites list, this can only end poorly. Unless you can somehow make them understand you're with them because you WANT to be - not because you can take them to a gang-bang - you're pretty fucked in the long run, and not in a good way.

However women, make no mistake, even though a guy may not require the things he jerks off to of his own girlfriend, he's definitely game for it, and if you get onboard only good things can come from it, trust us ;) (Will that ploy really work? Hey I tried...)

So there are my 6am thoughts on porn and its affects on the women that actually do fuck us, now it's time I open on Windows Media Player and get ready for bed... ;)

Goodnight.

What is it with girls that you know are attracted to you always asking, "So how's your girlfriend doing?"

The question sometimes boggles the mind, but I have come up with some possible reasons:

1. Just to fuck with your head.
2. An attempt to disarm any "tension" by appearing to not be attracted to you.
3. Throw it in your face that you could be getting down and dirty with them, instead of being with some other bitch.
4. In hopes of letting you know, that THEY know you have a girlfriend, and although they're attracted to you they ain't messing around with that, so don't go getting any horner woman ideas.
5. They are in fact, not attracted to you, get over yourself.

Ladies, fill us in, why do you do it? What are your nefarious motives...?

Update: #6, courtesy Andrew & Gheorghe: To find out if you're still WITH your girlfriend... or back on the market... sneaky ;)

You gotta love emails that start off, "IF YOU DELETE THIS YOU HAVE A BLACK HEART!"

Good thing is I think most people have actually taken me off their forward list, as I usually go find PROOF their fucking forward is a hoax or just plain STUPID and send it back to them, thus making them feel guilty for their gross stupidity, and relieving me of future emails from idiots.

Opening lines are so hard to come up with...

Been a lot going on. Things to get off my mind quickly: feel like crap I wasn't able to make it for Stefan's graduation, time management is not my strong suit, big surprise... feel like I should have found a way to hang out with Stac more when she was here, also feel like I did not make the most of the time I did have... constantly worried about maintaining a steady flow of income for the company, and worried the government will find some way to fuck me (other than taxes, which is currently an absurd amount out of my salary)... need to get so much internal company stuff done I wonder if I'm not just fooling myself, I still feel like Gheorghe and I are the only people who actually comprehend the idea of a deadline, and I hate the fact that it seems nobody cares about marketing our company but me... utterly ashamed of some of the local web firms, how can you have a website like that and still sell websites to other people? It boggles the mind, I am debating whether or not to put together a list... I think there's a conspiracy against frostbyte to blacklist it from trinidadian business listings... I will never again do work on faith, show me the money or get the fuck out of my room... I am way too unproductive, I need to stop writing ideas down for future reference and start doing them... I need to accept that some things I do will piss people off, stop worrying about always making everybody happy or that god forbid - somebody won't like me, insecure buffoon.

And on a side note, from a recently written email to Anji:

I went to an after party for Prince which SUCKED, there was literally 10 people there, they had dancers behind curtains - hotties too - they had a full liquor bar which I took extreme advantage of, the place was beautiful, just NOBODY SHOWED UP, I'm not quite sure how they organized that but at least I got to drink free - and I needed it too, because the women that WERE there, were scarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry.

This post is way shorter than I thought it would be. More, soon.