Eye Fucked! Look it up in Slingo app

I had to think about this tale before writing it... I'll be up front about it... it can be misconstrued... it could be taken as being conceded...  it is a double standard by alrights... what is it you ask?... well let me say it's been awhile (no not that, not that either, I haven't gone blind yet, I wish it was that-geeezzz)... but first a question... when was the last time you where— EYE FUCKED?... what is this you ask? (fuck at lease pretend to care)... this is when a person locks eyes on you; instantly has you naked in their mind and mentally fucking you... now for the double standard part of this... if you are a guy and you're doing this at work... its called sexual harassment... if you do this on the street/public, you'll get a comment like, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT"?... or it could lead to a slap on the face (naayyy that would be S&M)...  the only time a guy can get away with it is in a bar with a woman who has consumed great amounts of alcohol... here is the flip side... when a woman does it at work, the guy is thinking, damn I might have achance... or if a woman doesit on the street, the guy usually thinks is she looking at me?... the one thing a guy will neverdo is yell sexual harassment or slap her, when a woman EYE FUCKS him... now the only time it couldbackfire on a  woman doing this to a guy is again bar... where he has consumed large amounts of alcohol and is there on a date... then again it's not the guy who gets annoyed it's his date, then the guy pays for it.... again.... but if he's there alone, he's thinking "I just got lucky"... okay now here's how it relates to me... I was at the local Coffee Cave having my 'first cup of the day'... I was chatting it up with Voodoo Witch Barista and her partner in crime I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista (you've meet her before trust me)... we where chatting about the different types of people who wonder into the local Coffee Cave... mostly the female types... its when I noticed across the street at the local 'COUGAR'S ON THE HUNT BAR' a nice new English made SUV (that cost more money than its worth) parking at the curb... the 'Cougar' a blonde out of the bottle, wearing a pair of I paid more than you make on sunglasses, checking herself out in the vanity mirror while being on the cell phone... we inside the Coffee Cave couldn't help ourselves commenting on her (yeah I know, but its fun)... Voodoo Witch Barista said 

something about how fitting she parks in front of the Cougar On The Hunt Bar... I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista was asking me what do I think she's up to... as for me I knew what she was up to... she was there meeting her 'I'm cheating on my guy' or 'I'm hooking up with my sugar daddy'... in this case it was a combo of both... I'm cheating with my sugar daddy... which was kind of funny because her sugar daddy pulled up in the same make English SUV and color (must have gotten a good deal)... we inside the Coffee Cave watch the two act all 'on the sly'  as they crossed the street to the Coffee Cave... which made Voodoo Witch Barista and I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista snicker... I/we watched them enter... she did the ordering and doing her best to act cool... he a few steps ahead of her was looking for a spot for them to sit inconspicuously... thing is when you try to be inconspicuous is when you are the most conspicuous... okay now this is where I get sucked in... as she was hanging at the 'pick up your drink counter' waiting for her order... me sitting at my usual spot at the counter.... I got a better look at her... I was telling I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista that she looked like a make over... go ahead ask... when a guy, goes through many operation to be made over into a woman... there was something odd about her...  the Cougar Blonde Out of Bottle had a manly aurora about her... when her drinks came up for her to pick up that's when it happened... she EYEFUCKED me... I wasn't the only one to notice it, I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista picked up on 

it too... matter of fact it made her giggle at me... first I got to say it's been awhile since I've been EYE FUCKED... oh how I miss it so... the downside is being EYE FUCKED by a manly-woman... I can only hope that it happens again but next time I get EYE FUCKED its by a hot girly-girl MILF... even though it was the Cougar Blonde Out Of The Bottle (manly-woman) who did it to me... it kind of gave me a boost (no I'm not GAY-would it make you gay if a guy became a woman then EYE FUCKS you?) to keep me getting down to my porn weight... is there a moral for this tale... I don't know... but if there is... it has something to do with alcohol, double standards and COUGARS and happy hunting grounds... GARRRRRR!

A different kind of Cougar! Daddy likes this kind, the other kind will bite your head off... then again so will this one if you cross her

Gotting back into control of dropping weight.

Getting back to what I'm suppose to be blogging about here. I have been letting my guard down on not watching what I eat and how much I eat. As of late I been very lazy. I been eating, not the wrong things but eating thing that I shouldn't be eating often, like French Fries, once in a while it's okay but not every time I get a burger. Milk Shakes are dangerous too if you let it get the best of you. Ice Cream not good either when you let it run a muck. The thing is I got to get back to it. I want to get down to my porn weight again. I got to get stronger at saying no to Ice Bended drinks at Starbucks when someone is trying to entice me. Got to stop letting my eyes dictate how much to eat. Stop when I feel full. I have been creeping up the scale instead of dropping down on it. It feels good when I can get into a pair of Levi's that are a few sizes or inches smaller than the last pair I've been wearing. I like it when my Aloha Shirts and Tee-Shirts fit looser. Now the things I got to get back to doing like eating when hungry. Stop shoving things into my mouth when I'm not hungry. As for what I have been doing; I've been riding the bicycle more to get to local Starbucks and doing some errands. Starting my day with a cup of java with banana and if still feel hunger I have the cheesy bagel/cream cheese. That usually last me until I eat the last meal of the day or if I get the munches before I eat the last meal of the day, I'll some nuts or trail mix, the packets from Starbucks so there's no chance of eating handful after handful. For the last meal of the day is where I have been falling down. Like this weekend starting with Friday night I had 3 Flako Tacos, guacamole and tortillas. When I should have stop at having say 2 Flako Tacos and nothing more. I let my eyes over rule my stomach, felt stuff for hours. Moving on to Saturday night when I had Carl's Jr Six pounder guacamole burger and

Santa Fe Chicken sandwich. Again eating more than I wanted to. My gut was telling that the Santa Fe sandwich was plenty but again I let my eyes lead the way. Sunday night I had went to the market and got Jack Cheese, deli style hot dogs and the leftover tortillas; ate more than I should have; let the craving run wide on this one. But today I got back to getting down to porn weight. Back to having a cup or two at Starbucks with Cheesy bagel/cream cheese no banana this time. For my last meal of the day it's going to be a all red meat burrito and that's all nothing else accompanying it. EAT TO FEEL FULL NOT STUFFED. Don't let my eyes get bigger than my stomach. Part of the battle is knowing your fucking up and doing something about rather than surrendering to failure.