Stop or Go

Recently someone told me that I have only two speeds... stop... and go! Which the more I thought about it... it's true. I either over indulge or I don't. I either do lots... or nothing at all.

For example, I won't drink all year long, then I go to a wedding and have 5 beers, 5 mixed drinks and 10 vodka shots. Just lucky for me, I come from a great line of drinkers and can handle my booze!

Same with sex... I'm either "fuck my brains out or don't bother!" I can't do the "I'm exhausted quickie!" You know what I mean... the after a long day at work, and the long nite of kids not cooperating, then exhaustion sets in and you still want sex, but it's the "let's get it over with" type sex... c'mon now... you know what I'm talking about! Don't deny it! Well I hate that... and I would rather fuck myself numb with a toy, than have that kinda sex! Now don't get me wrong... quickies are great! But not the "exhausted quickie."

Same in college... I was a crammer. I wouldn't pick up a book until the nite before an exam then be up till 4am... just lucky for me I can retain things well, so it all worked out!

But seriously... the problem with being a 'stop or go' type person, is that life isn't made up of just two speeds. Sometimes you gotta ride things slow and easy... wait out the storm. Which frustrates the crap outta me! I hate living life half asleep... I either want to be wide awake, or asleep. And I feel that when I'm riding out that storm, I'm half asleep, just waiting for the fog to clear... and there's nothing worse than that... ok well maybe there is but you know what I mean!