Well, I'm afraid to say that apple-flavoured spunk seems to have elluded us somewhat. We had sex last night and this morning and, apart from the fact that I almost passed out this morning from the intensity of the feelings, really there was no taste of apple in Shane's spunk at all.
We didn't manage a tasting on Friday as we went out for a few drinks and then on Saturday I went with Shane to his place of work which is always nice. The area around where he works is very interesting. We went for lunch at a Japanese restaurant (a real treat) which was just awesome.
The chefs come and cook in front of you and watching Japanese chefs is always impressive - although unfortunately we didn't have the best person and our chef wasn't even Japanese! The couple next to us (you all sit at the same table in front of a large hot plate) had been there a number of times and mentioned that the chef had incorrectly carried out a number of actions (certain manuevres designed to provide entertainment). As we watched the young lady serving the table next to us, we understand just how incredible it should have been. The lady in question was Japanese and accompanied all her moves with a musical score of sounds executed with the implements she was using. It looked and sounded very cool.
Oh my God! I have just seen the time! I have to go and get dressed! It's Sunday morning. We're going to see my mu shortly and we're taking her out for lunch at a place where they have live jazz playing on a Sunday...
Oh, hair dying went well... Slightly lighter, more auburn hair now... Must dash!
Day: Saturday 7/10/06
Location: In bed
Circumstances: A quickie to help him get to sleep
How did he taste? Neutral
Sperm Test Rating: 6 (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)
Lots of time and energy for sex today. We woke up about lunchtime, the Salty Sailor woke up shortly afterwards and we had sex. We met up with some friends in the evening and went to a Ron Mueck art exhibition, then home, an early night and a quick Hornblower. His salty water just tasted as normal, but there seemed to be less of it, maybe because it was Jason's third orgasm of the day. I must admit I'm beginning to wonder if the pills will have any effect.
Uneventful day at work, then off to the pub for 9pm. We got fairly drunk and then headed back to the flat with some friends. They left about 5am and we settled down in bed to watch some porn on the laptop. Mostly blow-job porn. I was amazed at the different techniques. Nothing like the gentle approach that Jason prefers. We got quite frisky and ended up having sex, but no tasting - probably just as well after all the alcohol consumed. I don't think I like alcohol-flavoured spunk!
Back to work, still feeling rough, but I needed to get out of the flat due to cabin fever. There's only so much surfing of the internet a girl can do.... or is there? Nothing to report really. We were busy in the evening. No tasting, no sex and no naughtiness today. A sad day indeed!
Still off sick from work folks, but feeling better. I've had a few messages from people wondering if the sperm-testing and sore throat are linked. I hope not because whenever I feel unwell Dr Jason usually prescribes his own warm, milky bed-time drink. Anyway, Jason got home about 5.30 and after we'd caught up with our emails, we gave each other that knowing look and hopped into bed for a mid-evening quickie. Nothing left over for a tasting, though.
Ah, another day at the office. A colleague was sacked. :-(. I understand why but not how. :-( I went to the gym. I'm currently dyeing my hair *gulp*. And worrying about how I'm going to make it to the end of the month because I have splurged stupidly with money. Oh well. Same old, same old. Why is it that no matter how much you earn, if you are crap with money you still end up living in your overdraft??!
Friend coming over for dinner tomorrow so... First tasting will be the weekend.
Life is good but just... it slips by so goddamn first.
Well, I started the day at 5.15am and ate my dinner circa 9.30pm so I'm afraid I have nothing remotely sexual to say! Does anyone have any idea who to find spare time during the day (for anything)?! And we don't even have kids!
Went swimming with my mum this evening. After spending after about an hour and half trying to get through to / get information out of Carphone Warehouse. Did you know that there are WEB PAGES dedicated to their lack of customer service???!
Ummm. Am tired. Sorry for naff blog. Will taste this weekend. Just think, in a few more days' time you won't have to read my witless ramblings anymore.... ;-)
Still off sick from work. I'd like to think I'm sounding a bit like Mariella Frostrup at the moment but I think Barry White's probably closer to the truth. Jason got home about 8 and we had a fairly early night. Jason offered to 'service' me. He enjoys taking care of my needs but it wouldn't have been fair to take advantage of him tonight because he was really tired. So no-one was tasting anyone...
Well, we went to see Slava's Snow Show this evening. A show by clowns for children. Sweet and sad and enchanting and amusing. And with lots of large inflatable balloons! It was absolutely lovely but I have to say the highlight of my evening took place in the ladies loos at the end of the show. No, no, no. Don't be so disgusting. There were loads of kids around!
I stood watching for a few minutes whilst a girl of about seven or eight spoke to her younger sister through the door of one of the end cubicles. It quickly became apparent that the younger girl was stuck. I watched a little to see if anyone else had any bright ideas (I know I have a tendancy to steam in and be inconsiderate of others if I think someone needs rescuing).
Nothing happened. I went up to the door and tried to turn the lock from the outside, first with my nails and then with a coin offered by another lady. I could hear the child on the other side whimper as I failed and failed again.
I cleared my slightly tiddly voiced and tried to sound calm and reassuring, "Don't worry. We'll get this open in no time. These doors are designed to be easy to open". I frantically searched my brain for an image of something I might have in my handbag that might be wider than a coin and serve as a... screwdriver.
I found a bottle opener I had bough in a recent trip to the seaside and had the pleasure of announcing, "I thought that bottle opener migh be useful for something!" as I finally twisted the implement hard and released the door and young girl. Her dad didn't seem to believe her when she told him what had happened!
OK I am boring you. Listen, the sperm doesn't taste of apple. What can I say? Shane has taken two pills EVERY DAY. Maybe, at the end, there will be a taste of something akin to green apple but I'm not holding my breath. So sue me.