Side Squeeze over Main Squeeze

This was written on a deep level. it about my side babe/chic, clande whatever youd like to call her. she usually just receives short bursts of my personality and time.  It about my side babe/chic, clande whatever you'd like to label her. She usually just receives short bursts of my personality from time to time. 

It’s a matter of something I personally own and hatched it metaphorically to where it is right now. I didn't have to fuck didn't have to suck no body. Yep!!! I didn't...okay might have you confused at this particular moment right.

If you’re wondering too much on what am talking about, then let me ease your suspense. It’s my freaking twitter account. It’s a big deal, especially since my account had been suspended for over 2 weeks, long lonely very eventful weeks.

The blog is my story board where I have no limits on words or topic, the blog is my constant babe, she the number one. As for my twitter account, that's the side dish. It feels so good to be able to share some 140 characters ( I cheat on the system with writelonger) on different aspects, thoughts philosophies, accomplishments, instances, dawning’s etc., the list can go on for a while. It feels like a gate way to share stuff & it’s a free & specific to a particular group of friends ( Facebook). A mere addition of a harsh tag, just this # and you’re in a relatable forum of laughter, hurt, darkness (#kenyapower), movement and my favorite is jokes & disses example - harsh tag #thingsshorterthanbeyoncehair Chris browns dancing part in stomp the yard. Doesn't that just put a smile on your face by just the level of dumbness or realization that people or rather someone was that attentive to a stomp the yard movie, he/she actually took time to scrutinize the movie, a dance movie & I can bet they can't burst a move from it even in the shower unless it’s to their death or a pretty fatal injure (see what I did there, no surviving hehehe). Their time would be better spent learning minion language. Hahaha( minion laugh- love those guys).

Lately, since I have been finding myself in traffic, almost every signal day, the deep sadness after my account was suspend was taking a toll on me, I started writing statuses on Facebook, can you imagine that....reading other statuses, it didn't even get me through the cbd traffic, by the time I was on-route home, am half asleep in the bus. Such a waste of my smart, (even though not an impressive phone -ideos) where all my 50+ something blogs have been drafted in their purest raw form. The struggle is real. just today,Kendrick was all over twitter with a harsh eyeopener to hip hop & with my 700 and something friends on Facebook, there was no mention of it (or I might haven't have checked since my account is back which all explain how)

Advice I got for my so called tweeple is to start a new account. ( Retorts loudly in head) start a new account, how now....my hatching from an egg to an avatar would just be for nothing, my 4728 tweets would have not mattered, my 247 followers ( by the way this number is wanting so if you’re reading this blog, am #teamfollowback so appeal to you to help, #sirikali saidia-western kenya accent included ) @sebby12th.

I really put a lot of thought in to that handle fyi, the thought of starting over new was gut wrenching. After all that time & effort & retweets ( it like sucking up to people by seemingly duplicating their tweets which are like their updates but its like under grad & post grad where it's not copying if you include their name in your references or footnote but on twitter you include their name & RT ). It’s a good feeling to be retweeted, at least on twitter your notified.

(Light bulb moment).

 I Know why guys get stress when their chics tell them, " we need a break" that means your being suspended for the relationship in some way right. Instead of moving on, the time, resources spent from the beginning to present just desecrates to get back together, the crap about moving on is cow dung/ bullcrap. So does that mean am in  relationships? Just not with a human being?

I'm in a serious relationship with my Wi-Fi. You could say we have a…connection.

Cold days

This beautiful Thursday, the sun sneaked out embracing the weekend mood,for that i have a hot guest post from a friend thinking of starting his own blog. If t\you would please cheer him on and postive comment will be greatly appreciated.
"Am writing this on a very early cold morning whilst from sharing a warm embrace. I always play the game close to the breast since its way cheaper being an unemployed graduate. Going on dates and what not, I am not good at picking spots except ones that have alcohol & dancing ( not that I can pull a Michael Jackson or anything but am quite limber - got moves not to brag ).

Though away games are uncommon, it sometimes refreshing to be in unfamiliar territory. It really puts your skill to the test, adaptability & familiarisation while working & performing at the usual standard, which in the case if it’s set to high (personal best). If you achieved some pretty impressive results while in your domain, it speaks volumes when you can do it at any surrounding using & adapting to the weather among many other things around you. Especially if it rongai,woi, after the long journey & at the back of your always thinking how the hell you'll Travel back to the civil society were donkeys aren't a common means of transport. Were wild animals would not be a surprise & a curfew might just be instilled for safety of the animals, hehe- see what I did there.

Don't mistake the need for warm embrace to love, if you want emotions, love betrayal politics watch Game of Thrones, gadmit that series is seriously messing with the little emotion I just might have, something’s I don't see coming, out of the obvious. It one of those series am emotionally invested in I swear...when something happens I actually pause the dawn thing just to soak in the shock, I guess in emotional relationships one should be unpredictable, make the relationship more interesting & in relationships, emotions are also un-bordered & very surprising. “Winter is coming" (appropriate phrase especially in this weather).

Pardon my digression but the month is has been pretty cold so a warm embrace is warranted, even taking a hot shower takes a second thought, that's because if you’re the guy without instant shower, then you have to heat up the water & that's a long wait. Then when you get to kuchuchuma kwa karaya (squatting positions-very specific- to the bucket) the action of pouring water hot water from the bucket to your back will cool it down & you'll be taking a cold shower in the cold.

If it's taking a shower with instant heater, the striping down to your birthday suit would still be a great debate in your head, trust me & at that time maybe you’re late for work or school. This is when you consider the knowledge you acquired during your boarding school days & not talking about gradients, how to make soap but it was mostly by which was how to survive when the school didn't have water or you had to walk miles just for bathing water, it happened . Your mind then immediately considers doing a passport- hot water, shower scrub and do the most important areas, head shoulders (armpits) and the groin areas, its survival instincts so don't judge me.

Back to my escapades in the land of the unknown. This is no sci-fi & no, lately I haven't been watching the national geographic much more attentively than usual.

Though the similarities if you’re making a power point comparison are too close. The risks those NATGEO guys face is just as similar to mine javing from rongai at 6 in the morning with only 10bob extra when I calculate the fare to precision just for a warm embrace (PG 13 language of course hoping by now you've caught on by what I really mean.)

Ever had those days when just a 10shilling coin makes a difference & when doing the math, accounting in your head, a budget if the tout increases the fare by just that 20shilling , its footsubishi for you.

Getting standard in rongai is not a cup of tea, the thought scares me, plus I don't think they pick stays, they know their own. I enjoy walking by the way but sharing a path with a donkey kinda takes the thrill out of it.. Lately been doing extra in distances in attempts to save and lame attempt to regain my fitness back to rugby.

Digress much, so budgeting. It happens that just before my NATGEO escapade the previous night had loaned a friend money via mpesa ( I lie through my teeth, its end month stupid....why would anyone I know be borrowing money, I should be the one borrowing considering am not working ). We cleared that up, had money but didn't have money on mpesa because it's all planned for, ATM for the life of me couldn't remember the pin ( its because  it hasn't been used for a while to say the truth, wont write which bank because they might just close down that account. Hustlenomics also hasn't been that great.

Despite my financial woes, I take myself to rongai to do the deed budgeting to chuck later in the evening, cheap trip to town & home. Plans didn't as well & got guilt tripped to staying a while longer, in this sense a while means overnight. Not in the plan because playing away games means having a full proof exit strategy, & being a while, had given one of the best games in bedminton since I didn’t know how long before I get another in. (Wink)

funny how on pictures it looks so hot but in real life

Other reason why I like playing close to the breast is because they get to leave, no sleep over & vice verse. Sleeping over is a no no. I am the problem, yes I admit.. If you got sinus it’s & cold as it is, my friend your snore will be like it’s on steroids. So had to think on my feet, either no sleep for me or my host would have to sleep like sleeping beauty.

Only remedy for that is if I go at least for the better part of the night ( fyi ) those rnb songs sijui ( i don’t know )doing you all night are overrated. Half the night am servicing heavy, pulling every stunt in the book, if that wasn't my personal best & record am not sure then, might have been possession ( haunted house style I swear). After wearing myself out after several rounds next morning made sure to if any snoring occurred & to my delight, answer was no, so unlike 'Game of Thrones' pertaining to the Stark family, things actually do work out because that was one hell of a workout.

Though reminiscing if it was worth it, risks of being stranded in Rongai, away game, unfamiliar territory, new game, limited resources ( because obviously wasn't fully strapped for the whole occasion) I got a pretty clear glimpse of what the national geographic channel is all about....Hahaha.
(by Anonymous)"