Month: September 2011

I am often amazed at the never ending horrid tales of the things that go on in marriage even as I look forward to a similar fate.

Lately I seem to meet my age-mates, freshly wed but eager to find a side squeeze to excite their lives and I can’t help but pity them and their wives.

That cannot compare to what I heard on radio today. Women who have been married for years , some of whom were fully aware of their spouses infidelity due to its ongoing persistent nature, now suffering from the dreaded DISEASE and some of them single mothers.

Its such a shame to foresee such a happening and still be there when it finally happens.  Truly tragic. Men and women need to be stronger. We need to value our families like we did in the past and respect our spouses.

Finally, if you’re going to step out on your partner anyway, have the bloody common sense to use a condom. Its not your partners fault that they married a cheating shit but you don’t have to be an idiotic shit too!!! 

I am regressing, back to that 19 year old girl that was into a man’s chiseled and fine chest.
The breast properly formed out into a hard small mound and the arms firm and thick with the etchings and curves of strength and muscle
I am regressing into the girl who would see that and her eyes would water and she would bite and lick her lower lip at the same time.
I see it in my mind, as my shy but wanting hand gently caresses that ripped torso. I breath in. A man so damn formed!!! Uuuuuh!
I am regressing into an adolescent and beginning to see the world as if i were a man. He looks like candy. Sweet Sweet delicious candy.
Good Lord!! I am truly truly regressing.

Last week things changed and i stopped wallowing in self pity. Its as if this great load was lifted from my shoulders and it was okay for me to move on. I realized that i had not been fair to myself in a very very long time and though i had taken steps towards getting there, the biggest change i needed was more of a psychological one as opposed to physical. A decision not to “”take this anymore”

I’ve had a pretty busy week because of it, i attended the Ivy O fashion show last Saturday- WOW, went for the DDD cocktail on Tuesday, attended the film premiere of Simiyu Samurai _WOW,  on Thursday and a wedding evening party on Friday. I still have plans with my friends for the weekend. All in all, life is not bad at all. You would be surprised at the opportunities available for spicing your life if you just let them. I apologise to my laptop/entertainment theater for my absence this week but doubt that my availability will return to what it was.

On the brighter side, my recent activity is starting to reflect positively on my formerly tight but now fitting jeans. Life is good. I will keep it that way.

 

 

Taharuki!

For those of you who know what this means its Swahili for SUSPENSE.

No film premier could have brought this out clearer than Simiyu saMURAI. I attended this premiere yesterday and was surprised at the level of creativity in our producers.

The idea is that the audience determines what happens in the next episode. We were presented with four alternatives and you have to text your preference. This means i get to decide what happens in the next episode. Imagine you are watching your favourite show and right before your favourite star is hacked to death, you are presented with three options

1. Gets hacked to death

2. Runs in the opposite direction

3. Stays and fights

What would you choose? Watch Simiyu Samurai and decide for yourself.

Kudos to Robby Bresson for this ingenious work. Am still holding my breath and i voted too ss4 to 2340.

http://simiyusamurai.com/